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

  Zhan Muqian, the old fox, used him as a godson!

  Mian Mian cursed secretly in her heart, but couldn't bear not replying to Xiao Chenchen.

  She quickly replied with a short voice: "Chenchen eat first, sister is not hungry, sleep first."

  Chenchen's little meaty paws held the phone and put out the voice, Zhan Muqian said blankly: "Aunt Qiao, let the kitchen bring the food to her, is the peanut pig's knuckle soup ready?"

  Aunt Qiao replied respectfully: “It’s done, you told me specifically, how dare you forget it in the kitchen.”

  ……

  Aunt Qiao walked to the back kitchen to help, sighing secretly in her heart.

  Mr. Zhan really cherished this little lady to the extreme.

  It was just a slap in the ankle, nervously invited a private doctor, and the chef personally called and confessed that he wanted to cook pork knuckle soup.

  As the saying goes, what to eat to make up for what, Mr. Zhan is so nervous, naturally, he hopes that the little wife's feet will heal faster.

  Aunt Qiao has been serving in Mr. Zhan’s private house for about three years, and she knows more or less about Mr. Zhan’s temperament.

Mr.   Zhan came from a prominent military and political background. The soldier’s temperament is not gentle and patient. He is simple in everything and he is indifferent.

  Even for Miss Ruan, Chenchen’s mother, it’s just a polite alienation.

  Only the wife is an exception.

  Mr. Zhan led her home by himself. It was a posture of doting on a girl, and she was raised as a princess.

  It's just that at the banquet that night, the wife did something like that in public, which really made the husband chilling and angry.

   But Aunt Qiao originally thought that Mr. Yi Zhan’s spoiling degree to his wife was at best just a few reprimands.

  That morning she saw her wife shivering shiveringly at the corner of the bed, her clothes awkwardly, there were scars on her arms, and the sheets were even stained with dots of blood...

  Although Aunt Qiao was an elderly person, she was also frightened.

  Creating sins, if the wife made mistakes, she is still an 18-year-old girl, how can she withstand the toss of a big man.

  It’s no wonder that the wife ran away from home with anger.

  Aunt Qiao is quite worried. If his wife really wants to get a divorce, Mr. Zhan’s mood is estimated to be bad for a long time, and their lives will naturally be difficult for them.

  It looks like now...Although his wife is still in a mood, Mr. Zhan is so spoiled, the little girl is soft-hearted, at most ten and a half months, the two will be back together.

  ……

  Mianmian slept more than eight o’clock and got up to eat. The peanut pork knuckle soup is delicious. The chef here is really of Michelin 7-star level.

  I lost sleepiness after eating enough and couldn't fall asleep anymore.

  She had to watch the drama by herself. When she was bored, the man knocked on the door perfunctorily, stepped into the room, and went straight into her soft princess bed without humility.

  Cotton is reflexive, and the whole body is tight.

   "You...what are you doing, you go out, I won't sleep in the same bed with you, you go out quickly!"

   Although she is not so angry anymore, her awkwardness and depression only increase.

  Especially after learning about Chenchen’s life experience.

  Zhan Mu Qian can be confessed, but he repeatedly made her make her sad by mistake, is it a temptation? Or deliberately want to see her jealous and stupid?

  The man leaned against the head of the bed, and said in a faint tone: "We are husband and wife, are we still married in different beds?"

  The little woman stared and said solemnly: "You said you would give me time."

   "...I won't touch you."

  Mianmian was so angry that he kicked him with his uninjured foot: "I don't care, you go out, I want to sleep by myself, go out quickly!"

  The room was silent for a while.

  Mr. Chief chuckled lowly: "What went out, I never went in."

  "……"