The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

   is actually just a simple question.

  It was just a few words, but he hesitated on Mianmian’s lips for a long time, and finally couldn’t ask.

  Once she asked this, with Zhan Muqian's IQ and insight, she would be able to detect something wrong within a moment.

  Go deeper...The ghost knows what he will find out.

  Mianmian didn't want him to go into it.

  In fact, even she herself...want to avoid it.

  Although Luo Qiu spoke up, maybe she was just hearsay and had an addiction.

  Anything that has no evidence at all, no matter how she fools around, it will not have any effect on her.

  The cringing character is nothing like Jiang Mianmian.

   But Mianmian really hesitated this time.

  Should she find a time to catch Luo Qiu and ask her seriously, or should she just pretend to have never heard her nonsense.

  Change to the past... She has doubts in her heart, and she also involves the kind of photos of herself.

  She will definitely deal with it.

   But now she feels that she has changed.

  Thinking of Zhan Muqian...she just thought that she was married now.

  If it really caused a big mess, she would never have a good reputation, and she would just splash dirty water on the outside.

  She is fearless at all.

  But Zhan Muqian... She had to consider Zhan Muqian's opinion, and even the opinion of Zhan family up and down on her.

  She has a burden in her heart, and she can no longer be reckless and willful.

  ……

  Mianmian slowly straightened up and hugged him carefully.

  Zhan Chief Jun did not show any extra emotions on his face, but he chuckled in his heart.

  This little thing...tonight is really clingy.

   didn't know if she was really tired, or was too reluctant to be sent into the army because of the test.

  This little thing is so bad, she did not expect that there are things she is really afraid of.

  That’s fine, if she provokes him in the future, he can use this one to scare her again and again.

  ……

  The body of the little woman Wenxiang Nephrite just lay down on his front for half a minute.

  She quickly pushed him away and hid under the quilt again.

  Zhan Muqian's face was a little stiff, just like that... I hugged him, and there was nothing left?

  For a while, he coughed slightly, his tone blunt: "Nothing else?"

  Mianmian opened her eyes: "Should... something else?"

  He sternly: "I mean, you have nothing else to say to me?"

  Mianmian rolled his eyes, and yawned during the period, like a sleepy little fox, his eyelids were all gleaming.

   "Hmm, Lord Chief, good night~"

  "……"

  ……

Private clubs.

  Luo Qiu lay on the sofa bed, letting a professional beautician help her apply the essential oil on her back.

  Scent of aromatherapy.

   Jiang Li seemed to be in a good mood, while Li Shengyuan sat on the sofa to the side, wearing an amazingly priced facial mask, flipping through fashion magazines intentionally or unintentionally.

  Luo Qiu was a little nervous. It was a rare opportunity to have a SPA with the President's wife in the spa. Moreover, the President's wife specially invited her to come. She was much more cautious than usual and did not dare to talk nonsense.

  Jiang Li closed his eyes, relaxed and stretched his body, and suddenly asked: "Luo Qiu, you tried Jiang Mianmian that day. How did she react after hearing your words?"

  Luo Qiu mentioned Jiang Mianmian, his face was unkind, "I didn't see any reaction from her, she still looks like a scumbag, probably because her reputation is already bad, and she is fearless."

  Li Shengyuan smiled, and gently said: "Jiang Mianmian has a hard temper, but she is a strong outsider. She can't be nervous at all. Such a big thing, if the wind leaks... can the Zhan Family still tolerate her?"