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

The old lady Zhan frowned fiercely when she heard the words.

  She intercepted Jiang Mianmian directly from the examination room. Naturally, she managed to deal with it early in the morning.

  Not only had to make sure to bring people back, but also used the most urgent military affairs to delay Zhan Muqian. In theory, he should be unable to do without the troops now.

  Why did you come back so soon? !

  ……

  Mianmian's complexion is pale and lacks energy.

  Although the person who was beaten was Jiang Li, and she knew very well that Jiang Li was not trying to beg her for mercy, but deliberately fanning the flames.

  But I have to admit that when she saw Jiang Li being beaten, not only did she not relieve her anger, but she also felt terrified.

  The main reason is that the sticks of the family law are too thick, and a few sticks fall down——

  Blood stains leaked from Jiang Li's clothes.

  Jiang Mianmian used to gather people to fight, but she had a high chance of hitting people, and she did not use such a heavy weapon.

   Jiang Li is very thin, even thinner than her. She was really shocked that the elders of the Zhan family were so cruel and cruel to use force on a little girl.

  ……

  A neat row of guards stood outside the study door, preventing Zhan Muqian from entering.

  Zhan Muqian’s face was very solemn, and the girl’s screams came from the study--

   is also mixed with the sound of sticks.

  He has no expression on his face, and his thin lips slowly say: "Get out!"

  The guards were in a dilemma and hesitated very much.

  The young chief's eyes are all red, and they have seen the always arrogant and cold chief look out of state.

  Zhan Mu Qian raised his foot and kicked one of them, and then he kicked towards the solid wood door——

  The wooden door of the screen shattered in response-the loud noise was deafening.

  He stepped steadily into the study.

  The old lady Zhan was naturally even more angry when she saw him gaffes like this.

   She snarled: "Zhan Muqian, you dare to just break in like this, you just for a woman... disobey your grandmother?!"

  Zhan Muqian seemed to have tinnitus, without any reaction.

  Since he kicked and opened the door, his eyes searched scorchingly until he locked the little woman tied to the chair.

  Mianmian didn't cry at all, how could she cry in front of these people with such a stubborn temper.

   But the moment she saw Zhan Muqian, she couldn't help but have a sore nose.

  Zhan Muqian untied the thick rope that bound her, his face was solemn, but his eyes were full of tension.

   "Are you injured, huh?"

  Mianmian shook his head dullly, and shook his head hard.

   Before she could hesitate, she opened her two small arms around his waist, and leaned her head up—

  The man's generous palm pressed her back against the back of her head and rubbed it gently.

  Fortunately, she is fine.

  Fortunately, she is fine.

   Jiang Li was beaten to the ground, she couldn't lift her head, if she could lift it up, everyone would see the blood-stained hatred in her eyes.

  ……

  Zhan Mu Qian calmed the obviously frightened little thing for a while.

  Wait until she gradually calmed down, he turned around, and Sen Leng's eyes scanned everyone in the study.

  The cold air bursts, and the eyes are dead.

  The wife of the chief quickly explained: "Mu Qian, don't worry, Mianmian is fine, your grandma just asked her to come back and ask something..."

  Zhan Mu Qian snorted coldly.

   "Question?"

  His voice is very serious, and his eyes are so cold that there is no half-minute temperature.

   "When will I and Mu Qian's wife be tied back by others for questioning?!"

  Zhan Mu Qian has a bad temper, but he rarely has attacks.

  In addition to being majestic and ruthless in the army, he is considered modest and polite at home. Since his teenage years, these elders have not seen him lose their temper for at least ten years.