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

  The atmosphere in the presidential palace dropped to freezing point again.

  Jiang Ranran is looking forward to your anger.

  Better get this **** out of the house.

  This year's Jincheng is colder than ever.

  The weather station forecast also said that tonight...maybe there will be heavy snow that is rare in a century.

   Jincheng hasn't snowed in more than ten years.

  ……

  Aunt Qiao was standing aside, and she couldn't help but feel frightened.

  Returning to the old house during the New Year is also a big event, and this is the first Spring Festival for the wife.

  Even if they are always quarreling...

  Your Excellency personally asked to take her back, which naturally recognized Mianmian's identity.

  Mianmian also has a stubborn personality. Her father is indeed in a bad situation now. She has no intention of returning to the old house to perfuse her elders. In fact, it is excusable.

  Aunt Qiao is worried that you can’t bear it...

  I'm afraid it's going to happen again.

  ……

  Zhan Mu Qian sat on the sofa.

   lit a cigar, silently smoked.

  After drawing one, I clicked another one.

  Jiang Ranran sat aside, watching the man's handsome and gloomy face.

  She didn't dare to talk nonsense, but she couldn't help fanning the flames.

  "Your excellency, calm down, don't smoke so much, it's bad for your health... She doesn't know how to promote her, just ignore her, it's better..."

  Jiang Ranran wanted to say, why not let me accompany you back to the old Zhanjia house.

  Although she is not the daughter of a president, she is also a military background and graduated from a prestigious school.

  She didn't feel that she was any worse than the daughter of the criminal, who seemed to be an illegitimate daughter.

  But just before she was about to blurt out, Zhan Muqian squeezed out half of a cigar, and his eyes swept across her face coldly.

  Jiang Ranran's heart trembled, and for some reason, he was so frightened by his temperatureless eyes that he didn't even dare to speak.

  ……

  Aunt Qiao thought that with your temper, perhaps she would rather tie it up, or put the cotton bales on the car.

  Unexpectedly, you later went upstairs and entered the cloakroom to change your clothes, and then went downstairs to go out.

  The driver's car driving to the old house quickly disappeared.

  Aunt Qiao was relieved.

  Mianmian came back wearing a down jacket, sitting in Gao's car all the way, with sufficient heating.

  She just took off her coat when she returned to the room, still feeling stuffy.

  She wanted to go to the terrace to get some air, so she went out, but even the terrace was sealed.

  Zhan Muqian seems to be afraid that she will jump off the building. Such a beautiful terrace is covered with glass.

  I can only stand at the window and blow the air.

  She saw Zhan Muqian's car disappear into the dusk.

  I don’t know if he went back alone or took Jiang Ranran with him.

  Mianmian twitched the corners of her lips and laughed stiffly...

  Aunt Qiao didn't know how she felt after seeing her father in T City, she was very worried. When Zhan Muqian left, she knocked on the door and wanted to come in and take a look.

Standing on the terrace, Mianmian didn't hear her knocking on the door.

  Aunt Qiao opened the door by herself and came in.

  I saw her standing on the terrace and took off her coat.

  Aunt Qiao’s face changed drastically, and she hurriedly pulled her into the room, "Madam, you are weak, so you don’t dare to blow the air anymore, why don’t you dress thin, and change to thick clothes..."

   "I just walked in, it was very hot, I..."

  Mianmian's voice did not stop, but she couldn't help retching.

  The nausea was so severe that she couldn't help pushing Aunt Qiao away and rushing into the bathroom.

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