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

   "Then if now, let you step down as president, get rid of all the power and money, and leave you alone with nothing, and I will always be with you, would you like it?"

  Zhan Mu Qian frowned inaudibly when he heard the words.

  He hardly hesitated, his low-pitched, magnetic voice stuck to her neck, “Naturally, I am willing. Having you with me makes me willing to live for ten years.”

  Mianmian twitched the corners of her lips and laughed silently.

  Zhan Muqian continued: "But there is no choice in the things in this world..."

Mianmian knew that he was trying to excuse himself, but he still took his words with a smile, "Yes, I just mentioned it casually, and there is no chance at all. Now even if you lose everything, I may not To be able to stay, the appearance of Miaoyu may be destined for me, maybe she is a part of me, but she has never appeared, or appeared, but I don’t remember, anyway, you have Miaoyu now, Just cherish it, she is your favorite look."

  Zhan Muqian did not deny his love for Miaoyu.

  She is lively and happy, just like the little girl he met many years ago.

   is indeed the look of his love.

  As for cotton, I really don’t know whether it can be kept or how long it can stay.

  Many things in this world, after all, there is no choice.

  Mianmian slowly broke free from his arms, and looked at him calmly.

   "Actually, I have something to discuss with you."

  He was patient and gentle, and asked softly: "What's the matter?"

"My dad, my dad is a hurdle in my heart. I always feel that I owe him. Although the fight between you men, even without me, may not change the ending today. My dad is not alone when he stepped down. But I misunderstood him too deeply. When I was young and rebellious, I did too many things that hurt his heart. My mother left very early, leaving me and him alone. I should have lived with my father. It’s just that I’m too extreme, and it’s too late to regret now. Mu Qian...can you promise me that if your father wakes up and you can’t touch him again, please ask professional nurses and escorts to take good care of him and let him spend his twilight years. He will never wake up unless he dies naturally. I hope he can live well. Can you promise me... this request?"

  Zhan Mu Qian was naturally ready to respond without even thinking about it.

  This is what he should do.

  Jiang Hoon's position is hostile to him.

  But he never thought of killing Jiang Xun.

  What's more, Mianmian is his wife, and he respects Jiang Xun in his heart and regards him as his father-in-law.

  It's just that he paused for a moment, his gaze fell on Mianmian, which was so calm that it was not like her own delicate face.

He felt a pain in his heart, his face suddenly changed, and he asked seriously, "What do you mean, if I promise to help you take care of Jiang Xun until he is dead, you will have no more concerns in this world, right? You can leave forever. I'm gone, and then I won't show up again, is that right? Mianmian you speak!"

  The cotton quilt tightened his shoulders.

  Gradually feel some pain.

She frowned, and said in a low voice: "You know whether I exist or not, and I can't control it independently. I'm just begging you. After all, Miaoyu doesn't know her life experience, she just treats herself as herself. It's a homeless child raised by you. She will never care about my dad. This is just my lowly pleading. Is your reaction so big?"