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

  Zhan Muqian touched her curious little face, her voice was flat and gentle, "Did you offend many classmates?"

Mianmian stared innocently and shook his head, "No, I'm not very familiar with the class. After all, I have transferred to another school. I usually play with Xiaoqi Gongqiao, and there are other students... Offend, do you count as having a fight? But those people didn't come to the graduation trip."

  The man nodded slightly, obviously not planning to tell her the vicious gossip he heard at the bathroom door.

  He hooked her chin with a long finger, "It's okay, the driver has arrived, you go wait for the elevator first, be good."

  Mianmian uttered an oh, slanted carrying his bag and walked out.

  The man behind took out his mobile phone and flexibly dialed the next number with his long finger.

   "Yes, send it to an authoritative hospital for testing, and notify me immediately of the result."

  ……

  Zhan Muqian dragged her suitcase to the elevator, Mianmian was playing with her mobile phone.

  The man raised his hand and rubbed her hair, "I will buy you a new one in two days."

  Mianmian stared at him blankly, but it took a long time to realize that he was pointing at her phone.

  She suddenly remembered that she was in the car that day...

  Zhan Muqian snatched her mobile phone, not only deleted Yan Ziqing’s WeChat account indiscriminately, but also dropped her mobile phone to the point of anger.

   She pursed her small mouth and muttered, "You are ashamed to say, pay me! I want a diamond-studded 7P!"

  Lord Chief chuckled, holding her soft waist, "Buy, buy the kind that is studded with diamonds, it's the most suitable for a local tyrant and beauty like you, huh?"

  He was amused by the cotton quilt, but soon he remembered and asked him, "Who did you think sent me the text message? Is there really any poison in the effervescent tablet?"

  He said in a faint tone: "I have sent someone to investigate, and I will tell you if there is a result. Maybe it's just a prank, don't take it to heart."

  ……

  In the suite next to Mianmian.

  Zhan Qiyou looked down the window until he saw his second uncle and Jiang Mianmian get in the car and left the hotel until they disappeared.

  He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   Jiang Li sat on the sofa in the distance, lowered his eyebrows, and sobbed softly.

Zhan Qiyou's face was even uglier than a ghost. He strode forward, and his long fingers suddenly clamped her chin, mocking in his tone: "Jiang Li, are you too stupid this time, or are you tired of living? dead?"

  The man's voice was so heavy, and the skin on her chin was very painful.

But Jiang Li knew that he was wrong, so he could only try to explain in a low voice, "Am I not for you yet, Qi You, I am really angry, I hate Jiang Mianmian so much, don't you think she is pretending to be sick? Just because She broke all our plans. We arranged for so long and spent so much thought..."

   Before she finished her voice, Zhan Qiyou increased the strength in her hand, and the expression in her eyes became even more fierce:

   "So you don't hesitate to destroy the whole situation, and even push me to death with your own hands, Jiang Li, you bitch, don't you think of me as your man at all? What do you think of me as a tool you use?"

Jiang Li was mocking her heart, but her face was weak and innocent. She shook her head repeatedly, "Husband, how can you say that to me, you are my beloved man, I am impatient for a while, but... after all, isn't it all for you? , Jiang Mianmian is obviously good at blowing pillow breeze. It does not matter once or twice. If she speaks badly about you every day, in the future, in front of your second uncle, will you still have good fruit?"