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

   (plus more)

  Xiao Qi asked her agent, Miss Shi, to keep secrets for herself. She learned about her situation at the beginning, and only advised her to communicate with her family as soon as possible after the college entrance examination, and it is best to win the support of her family.

  ……

  The college entrance examination is imminent. When Jiang Mianmian writes the papers every night, he is so devastated...there is unavoidable feelings of regret in his heart.

  Frozen three feet is not a day's cold. If she used to read a little book, she wouldn't be so desperate now.

  The chief uncle Jinkouyu said that if she can't even pass the test, she will be sent directly to the army.

  She is lying on the desk, holding a pen in her little hand but she is drowsy...

It was lunch break. Gong Qiao bought a drink and just walked back. He put Mianmian’s favorite strawberry smoothie on her table. Seeing her struggling and sleepy, she couldn’t help but smile: "Mian Mian, Your saliva will flow down."

  Mianmian sat up suddenly, staring at him resentfully, but holding up the smoothie cup and aiming at the straw to eat the ice silently...

Gong Qiao looked at her and Xiao Qi, and said with emotion: "Gong Xiaoqi has given up treatment, and is approaching the college entrance examination but has no intention of reviewing. All day long, she has her debut and her star journey in mind...it is our madness. The demon has changed his sex, and he knows to study every day, and he is stupid to learn..."

  Gong Qiao poked Mian Mian's head bashfully, "Sister Mian, you won't overuse your brain to become mentally retarded, right?"

  Change to normal, Mianmian has already been violently shooting people.

   But today, she rolled her eyes awkwardly, and said weakly, "Actually, I have already given up, and 80% of it failed the test. From now on, you remember to visit me in the army every week..."

Xiao Qi leaned on her shoulder and smiled, "No, Mianmian, even if you fail to pass the exam, you can still go to the best university in Jincheng. The war chief just talks about it, how could he really be willing to send you off? Enter the troops..."

  Gong Qiao agreed: "It has only been a few months since the wedding, and the Chief War Officer would not want to be so obsessed with the vacancy. At most, it will scare you. I don't believe he will send you in."

  Mianmian twisted her fingers silently.

   is also right...Zhan Muqian's old fox always looks so hungry and thirsty.

  A full four years of college, if she was sent to the military closed training, wouldn’t he...not even drink the broth?

  ……

  Dinner time, Zhan Muqian said in a flat tone: "Tomorrow is the weekend, accompany me back to the old house."

  Mianmian was startled, "I want to review, and the teacher will teach me tomorrow..."

  The headmaster said calmly and without holding his beak: "On Sunday, I will only go back and stay for one night. The college entrance examination is about to be done, and the old head would like to chat with you."

  Mianmian was so scared that he dropped his chopsticks.

Meow Mi.

  It's okay if he doesn't say anything, the old chief...She has panicked and has a bad feeling about tomorrow.

  ……

  Zhan Muqian took his young wife back to the old house at 3 o’clock in the afternoon.

  Afternoon tea time, Zhan Qiyou's mother hurriedly greeted the two of them to sit down and have fruit refreshments.

   Jiang Li and Zhan Qiyou are both at home, the old chief is rare and elegant, and two juniors are taking turns to accompany him to play chess.

The old chief asked if Jiang Li has a university he likes, Jiang Li calmly and respectfully said: "Grandpa, I naturally want to go to the same school as Qi You. Qi You likes the law school of Shanxi University. I am also very interested in law. interest."

  The old chief nodded slightly: "Yes."

  Zhan Qi You’s mother smiled very satisfied: "Dad, look, the two children, Qi You and Xiaoli, have a very good relationship."

  The old chief's gaze fell on the second son not far away: "Zhan Muqian, your child... which school are you going to take the exam?"

  Zhan Mu Qian seemed to be smiling but not smiling, faintly staring at Mianmian’s small face, "You said it yourself."

  The palms of cotton and cotton are sweating.

  In front of so many elders, it's not that she doesn't know her details.

  She can never brag and lie.

   "I... I can go to any place where I can pass the exam."