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

  Mianmian's body has softened, and his heart has completely collapsed.

  She looked at the strange and cruel man in front of her.

  A mist under my eyes...

  She stood up slowly, and instinctively stepped back.

She shook her head, "I didn't expect you to be so terrible... Zhan Muqian, why are you such a terrible person! Should anyone who offend you die? Are others not human? Why, why are you like this... …"

  Mianmian felt fear from the bottom of my heart this time.

  She couldn't even look at the man directly.

  As long as others disobey his will, should they die?

  His mentality, as if he is the master of this world, anyone must consciously and voluntarily prostrate at his feet and bow down to him.

  There is no dignity at all.

  Zhan Muqian looked at her with excitement and laughed coldly. He looked at her with some irony on his face, "What kind of person am I, Mianmian, do you only know until today?"

  Mianmian looked at him, her big eyes full of defensiveness.

  She took a few steps back.

  Zhan Muqian's lips turned up slightly, "What are you hiding? Now that you are afraid? Or do you regret that you regret marrying me, huh?"

  Mianmian only thinks that he is so cold and unfamiliar...

  She took a deep breath. She really didn't want to argue with him at this time.

   also understands that the current dispute not only can't tell right from wrong, it can even add fuel to the fire.

She bit her lip, and said in a calm tone as much as possible, "I know Gong Qiao is not responsible at all. He was wrong about what happened last night, and I understand your mood. You are angry, and the reason why I was awkward with you in the past , Because I don’t believe that Gong Qiao has that kind of thought to me. Now I know it, and I promise you that I will never contact Gong Qiao anymore. Isn’t that enough? I just ask you to let him go. Back, as long as you don’t move him or the palace, I won’t feel guilty for him. Then in the future, he and I will be just passers-by. Isn’t that good, Uncle Zhan... Isn’t this result what you want ?"

  Zhan Mu Qian squinted his eyes, and gradually approached her.

  Mianmian is a little scared, don’t know what he is going to do, her self-protection instinct can make her move back...

  Zhan Muqian's face became more and more bitter.

  Mianmian has been forced to the side of the bed by him, and if he stepped back, he would knock his heels.

   With a cold face, quick eyes and quick hands, he squeezed her arm and pushed her into his arms.

  He was condescending, his eyes were aggressive, and he sneered and questioned her, "What are you hiding from, afraid of me?"

  Mianmian has time to shake his head to explain.

  Zhan Muqian pinched her chin, and the smile on her lips was full of irony.

   "Now I know that I am afraid of me. When you ran to the dock with that kid in the middle of the night, did you ever think about being afraid? Didn't you think about the consequences of being caught by me at that time?"

  Mianmian thought she explained it to him last night...

  And he believed it.

  Last night when she wanted to talk and stopped, he even said it himself, not wanting to say it.

  She thought he was tolerant, could discuss and make sense.

  But now he changed his face again.

   has become so eerie and scary.

  She suddenly felt extremely depressed.

She frowned, and whispered, "In the final analysis, you still don't believe me. You are angry with me, Zhan Muqian... You can vent on me. This will make me feel better anyway. Why do you want to involve innocent people! "