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

   "Zhan Qiyou, what are you doing?"

  Mianmian frowned her nose, ruthlessly honest.

  Zhan Qi You's expression was calm, but he didn't change his face at all, and then said in a very concerned tone: "Mianmian, you seem to have a low-grade fever, should I ask the driver to drive to the nearby clinic first?"

  Mianmian is a little confused. Did Zhan Qiyou take the wrong medicine today? What do you mean by caring about her so much?

  She hadn't figured out how to speak back, but Gong Qiao said coldly and indifferently from the side:

"No, there are so many people in the car. Everyone goes out for fun. You can't delay the trip of the whole car for individual people. There is no such reason. Besides, Mianmian just caught a cold. She didn't have a fever. Her preventive medicine."

  Mianmian still wanted to speak, but she felt Gong Qiaomo gently pinch her thigh in silence.

   She was suspicious, and did not speak tacitly.

After all, it’s on the bus. Zhan Qiyou seems to have an attitude of business affairs, but he still has a very concerned tone. "If you feel uncomfortable for a while, you must tell me that although everyone is a group activity, but the local flu recently Flooding, if the situation is serious, it may affect returning to China and entering the country."

  ……

  Zhan Qiyou returned to the back seat after finishing the call.

  Gong Qiao silently glanced back a few times, not surprisingly seeing Zhan Qiyou and Jiang Li talking in whispers.

  Gong Qiao's complexion was solemn, making Mianmian confused.

   She sniffed, "What are you doing, utterly utterly, Zhan Qiyou is not normal, but I think you are not normal."

  Gong Qiao is not sure if he thinks too much, but he must be defensive.

  He asked Mianmian in an ear, "Out of the auditorium that day, Zhan Qiyou took the initiative to mention to you that the student union was preparing for the graduation trip?"

"correct."

  "You live in the suite with those three girls. The one living next door is Zhan Qiyou. Have you noticed?"

  Mianmian is unknown, so: "Which room Zhan Qiyou lives in is a matter for Laozi?"

Gong Qiao said, "Don’t you think it’s weird. Zhan Qiyou’s room seems to be a double room, but Jiang Li didn’t live with him. I didn’t think much about it. After all, it’s a classmate together, Jiang Li and a girl. It’s normal to live together, but if I’m not wrong, Zhan Qiyou only lives in his room..."

  Mianmian listened more and more confused, she asked silly, "You mean that Zhan Qiyou took the funds from the student union, filled his pockets, and lived in a luxurious suite by himself?"

  "..." Gong Qiao had a black line.

   Forget it, he has given up explaining Jiang Mianmian.

  It is rare for him to reach out and touch Mianmian’s head like a big brother instead of a little brother Ma.

"Hey, our sister Mian is not the ordinary second silly. I am worried that Zhan Qiyou and Jiang Li have crooked minds towards you. I am afraid that people will harm you. But maybe I think too much, but you are always more cautious. That's right, the suites for the four of you are also single rooms, right? You must remember to lock the door when you sleep. No one can open the door if you knock on it!"

  Mianmian finally understood Gong Qiao’s suspicion. She was a little unbelieving, but Gong Qiao was not a gossip. Since he had guesses, it was not unreasonable.

  ……

  After a day of playing and returning to the hotel, the cotton finally started to burn.

  She was holding her mobile phone and wanted to make a call to Uncle Zhan in her heart.

  But before she went out, she promised to take care of herself. It hurts...

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