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

  There is still some time before dawn.

  The cotton quilt Zhan Muqian hugged him, seemingly sleeping peacefully in his arms.

  Time passes by one minute after another...

  Mianmian didn’t know if she fell asleep, or didn’t fall asleep at all, she kept thinking about it.

   Maybe she really fell asleep, then she had another nightmare after another.

  She asked Zhan Muqian just after getting off the car.

  Zhan Muqian also answered her questions frankly.

  And then...

  Mianmian didn't think he was lying to himself.

  After all, he has mastered enough power to enjoy the most extravagant life.

  He obviously doesn’t lack anything, so why force her father to step down.

It's not that Mianmian doesn't understand the principle of net worth first, but she really can't think of how to force Jiang Xun to step down and change to a new president. What will be the advantage of fighting against Muqian and even the Zhan clan?

  At least she has never heard of any difference in political ideas between Jiang Xun and the Zhan clan.

  Mingming Jiang Xun has always wanted to be attached to the huge Zhan clan, it is impossible to face them at all?

  Since this is the case, the two parties are in a mutually beneficial relationship, and the Zhan Family has no reason to harm Jiang Xun.

  Mianmian feels that he must trust him, and choosing not to believe him will do no good to him.

  ……

  She obviously believed it, and she still slept in his arms.

   But in her dazed dream, she still dreamed that she and Zhan Muqian were arguing with each other.

She asked Zhan Muqian why Zhan Muqian deliberately used the excuse of letting her stay at home to keep her from going out, and she was not allowed to contact people who might leak the news. She had to hide from her for so long. The parliament had been impeached for a week before she knew the president had something wrong , She knew that her father had been put under house arrest.

  This is a dream of fierce quarrel.

  She was sweating all over, staring blankly when she woke up, looking up at the white ceiling.

  ……

Seeing that she was awake, Zhan Muqian still poured a glass of water for her and fed it to her lips.

  Mianmian sipped her mouth, whispered, "Thank you."

  Zhan Mu Qian naturally noticed her obvious bluntness and politeness, and he had not yet spoken.

  Mianmian said again, "I slept very restlessly this night, you must be too tossed by me to sleep well..."

  He chuckled, "I slept well. Since you didn't sleep well, you had breakfast for a while, and then slept for a while, eh?"

  Mianmian finished drinking the water and put the cup aside.

  She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes wet with mist.

  "I’ll sleep for a while, you ask Aunt Qiao to send me breakfast upstairs, OK, I won’t go down anymore."

   "Okay, I'll bring it to you in a while, Mianmian, your complexion looks terrible, do you want me to accompany you at home?"

  Mianmian slowly shook his head, "No, I know you will be busy at this time, I can take care of myself."

  She obviously tried her best to conceal the strangeness and obscurity of her tone.

  Ke Zhan Mu Qian can still hear clearly and see clearly.

  Suddenly, between him and this little thing who knows nothing about the world... it seems that there is a thick barrier.

  Mianmian looked at him and asked carefully, “I’m a little bored at home alone, can I go out in the afternoon? I want to buy something, school is about to start, and I want to gather with friends...”

  Zhan Mu Qian hesitated, but he still responded, "Yes."

  He knows her friends too. The only one who has the best relationship is Gong Qiao. It’s okay to let her go out to play and divert her attention.

  Mianmian asked again, "Then can I go home later tonight..."