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

  Gao Chief dropped her out of the car outside the house, but did not send anyone in himself.

  Mianmian didn't say a word, and walked in familiarly after getting off the car.

  She knew she shouldn’t be back.

  But she doesn't come back, but she doesn't know where she can go.

   Jincheng is so big, there is no place for her to contain herself.

  Not to mention that she can't go back home without saying a word.

  Once Zhan Muqian finds out, he will definitely get angry.

  As a result of his anger, Mianmian felt that he could no longer bear it.

  Will he give an order to stop Jiang Xun’s life-saving device?

  She didn't dare to do it, she didn't even dare to even think about it.

  ……

  The brutal raging in the afternoon.

Although    is not a real surname love, the physical strength consumed, as well as all the atrocities she endured, is no less than a real surname love.

  It was a crude abuse-abuse at all.

  After she got out of the car, not only did she find that her legs could not stand steady when she was walking, but she even felt sore in every skin on her body.

  But she still has to go back and must bite the bullet and face everything she might be about to face.

  She couldn’t wait to pray in her heart that Zhan Muqian would not come back.

  She wished to pray that he would never come back again.

  She never wanted to ask him for anything.

  It's useless because I asked for it.

  He looked at her helpless, looked at her weak, he was as excited and unbearable as if he had knocked medicine.

  ……

  Mianmian didn't meet anyone when she entered the entrance hall, she finally managed to go upstairs and return to the room quietly.

  But when she was walking through the corridor, she heard a woman's soft and charming low smile not far away.

   is Jiang Ranran.

  She seemed to smile very happily, and there were intermittent conversations with men.

  Mianmian is not at all curious about what they are doing.

  It's just that they didn't even close the door.

  The door of the suite was wide open, no wonder the voice was so clear.

  She didn’t want to pay attention to what the scumbag was doing, but this road was the only way she could go back to the bedroom.

  Passing in front of the room, she heard a woman's miserable whimper inside.

   "Please, don't..."

   "It hurts, don't pinch there..."

  The woman cried miserably, her voice full of despair.

  Mianmian felt that the voice was clearly unfamiliar, but there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

   "Clamp your legs a little bit, bastard!"

"Snapped--"

  "Why cry, don’t you like me to insert you the most? I gave myself drugs and climbed up my lap before I reached the age of eighteen and begged me to **** you. Isn’t this what you want the most, eh?"

  Mianmian’s brain roared, and she stopped.

  I finally realized with hindsight what was in Jiang Ranran’s room...

  She couldn’t help turning her head, her eyes fell on the huge indoor cinema screen in the room unexpectedly.

  In the screen.

Zhan Muqian cuffed her hands and pressed her on the desk of the president's office, on the sofa, on the carpet, in front of the French windows... Forcing her to say those shameful words in front of the camera, he was distorted into various things like a toy. A posture of shame.

  It turns out that he and Jiang Ranran are sharing the results of his humiliation today.

  No wonder Jiang Ranran laughed so happily.

  Mianmian's face is bloodless and wants to turn around and leave.

   At this moment, Zhan Muqian chuckled gently, "Yeah, isn’t this our heroine?"

  Jiang Ranran sat on the sofa with him.

   Her little bird nestled in Zhan Muqian’s arms, almost resting on his lap.

"Your Excellency, Jiang Xun is so greedy and treats the public funds of the country as private property. No wonder he will give birth to such a cheap daughter, Jiang Mianmian, look at you, you never touched you. As if I have seen a man..."