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

When Mianmian stood at the door of the cloakroom in a daze, she vaguely remembered her former self.

  That's who she is, that's the real Jiang Mianmian.

  It's not that she didn't have the courage to start from scratch, she just felt a little at a loss for a while.

  ……

  When she was a little calmer, she just packed a simple change of clothes and put some of her original old clothes in the box. This winter seemed to be extremely cold, and she didn't want to be frozen to death on the street as soon as she went out.

  She changed into her home clothes, put on the jeans and thick coat she went out.

  She dragged the suitcase downstairs, walked to the hallway, and opened the door regardless of the servant's obstruction.

  She shielded all the noise and went out with her obsession.

   But when he walked to the gate of the compound, the heavy guards did not withdraw because of Zhan Muqian's return.

  Yes, he is now the newly appointed President, his status and status are extremely distinguished. Naturally, he must be protected by multiple guards.

  However, just as she was thinking about how to fight with the guards this time, she heard a deep and familiar voice behind her——

  "Are you going to run away from home, Jiang Mianmian, you are almost 20 years old anyway, but whenever something happens, you will make children angry. Do you think this has any meaning in solving the problem?"

  Zhan Muqian just took a shower and changed his clothes. At this time, he was wearing a nightgown, as if he came out without even drying his hair.

  His tone was obviously impatience, and there was a hint of contempt and disdain.

  This attitude has never appeared in her memory.

  Even if he is unhappy sometimes, but in most cases he will want to coax a child with patience to coax her, or to reason with her, it is only a few words of reprimand.

  Such disdain made her feel strange.

  But Mianmian quickly relieved himself.

  More than an attitude that makes her unfamiliar.

  At that time, Zhan Muqian's whole person... was a completely strange existence to her.

  In the past year, has he ever used his true colors to show others.

  Perhaps this is his original appearance at this moment.

Mianmian turned his face and said blankly, "I'm sorry, Mr. President, I am not interested in making a temper with you, and I know I have no right to play a child with you. This is the end, you and I should have been Molu, my father can’t move while lying in bed. Even if it’s not directly caused by you, it’s mainly your credit. From now on, you and I are not only strangers, but also enemies. I don’t want to stay with you for one more minute. Go down!"

  Mianmian’s big eyes were originally crystal clear, but at this time, it was a mist, and she no longer looked like an innocent child.

She almost gritted her teeth and continued, "I'm afraid I will not be able to control myself, and shoot your temples with a gun, or...take a knife into your heart. I'm still young and more impulsive. I'm afraid of myself. If you accidentally kill the new president, you will go to jail, so let’s forget it.

  Zhan Mu Qian narrowed his eyes and finally laughed.

  The cold image in his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of ice.

  Mianmian vaguely felt that the aura around him was gradually becoming dangerous, so he couldn't help but feel a little bit shocked, and subconsciously dragged the box back a few steps.

  Zhan Mu Qian is pressing on with long legs--

   "Blindness is clear, eh?"

The smile on his face became deeper and deeper, "Want to divorce me and completely separate the relationship? Jiang Mianmian, how many times have you slept in bed? This relationship can be separated if you want to separate it. Huh?"

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