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

  "Your Excellency, Ms. Jiang went to the rooftop alone, and no one responded!"

  ……

  The Presidential Palace is very large. Although there is only one main building, there are several subsidiary buildings.

There is a rooftop adjacent to the main and auxiliary buildings, which can directly cross the past, but if the cold wind is strong today, a young girl wearing a thin white cotton skirt and clothes is shuttled on the rooftop between the main and auxiliary buildings alone. Naturally, he was terrified.

  ……

Mianmian didn't say a word, looked very calm, as calm as a daily walk, without any other signs, silently walked from the main building to the auxiliary building, on the roof of the auxiliary building, directly over the guardrail , Sitting quietly on the periphery of the guardrail, in a daze.

When Mr. President rushed back from the cabinet to the mansion, his face was gloomy and his eyes were cold.

  He went straight to the rooftop, but was blocked by the housekeeper and servants.

  "Your Excellency, please calm down. You can't use it. The rooftops are dangerous. You really can't use it..."

  "Your Excellency, the life-saving cushions have been arranged on the ground floor. All the life-saving facilities are ready to be shut down within five minutes. Don’t go up there. It’s too dangerous. If something happens to you, this..."

  Zhan Muqian is now regarded as the respect of the president. What's more, country A has only experienced a major change not long ago, and the political situation can be said to have been turbulent for a long time.

  The status of the new president has an extraordinary effect on stabilizing the situation. If the safety of the president is not maintained by those around them, this is a great responsibility, and no one dares to bear it, or even think about it.

  If the wife of an ordinary family is looking for life, it is understandable that the husband will climb the rooftop to stop it.

  Mr. Ke Zhan is the President.

This……

  Even Aunt Qiao couldn't help but stop.

  But you have a cold face, without saying a word, insisting on going to the rooftop.

  He pushed open the closed door on the roof of the auxiliary building, his eyes darkened instantly.

  At that time, Jiang Mianmian was sitting on the periphery of the guardrail, with her legs hanging in the air. Under her nightdress, two luo little white legs swayed, seemingly relaxed.

  Zhan Mu Qian approached step by step, his eyes gloomy, but his face was calm as usual, as if nothing had happened.

  The bodyguards with guns and the servants who chased up behind him almost couldn't help screaming.

Ms. Jiang was originally petite, she looked so thin, she might not even have 40 kilograms. She was sitting on the edge of the guardrail, wobbly, feeling a gust of strong wind coming over, maybe it would blow her down. ——

  ……

   "Mianmian, come here."

  Mr. President opened his arms, his complexion was calm and gentle, and his eyes were deep and gentle.

  Like the deep sea, the love is so deep that it seems to be able to drown people in it at any time.

  He didn't dare to approach her, so he could only stand three meters away, for fear that she would really jump off if she was beyond the safe distance in her heart.

  He did not dare to take risks.

  Everything about Jiang Mianmian is absolutely not risky.

  ……

  However, the girl who looked like an elf in a thin white dress still shook her calf gently, without responding for a long time.

   "Mianmian, you look back at me, okay?"

  Your Excellency the President's voice gradually became muffled, his tone was very low, and a few requests were vaguely revealed.

  She seemed to hear it after a long time, and the reaction was slower, she slowly turned her head, her spirit seemed to be in a trance, she stared at him faintly, her eyes a little blurred.