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

  The next day.

  Presidential Palace.

  This is the first time since Mian Mian got married, he officially took the arms of the Chief War Officer to attend the Jiang family banquet.

  Jiang Xun seems to be in a very good mood today, but his eyebrows are slightly tired, probably because the government is really busy.

  Jiang Xun couldn’t help but look at his daughter. He found that Mianmian not only seemed to have a milder temperament, but also changed a lot in terms of dressing.

  In the past, she always liked to wear revealing skirts, her makeup was also enchanting, and sometimes she also dressed up like a little girl playing rock and roll.

   Jiang Xun has always had a headache, but it is inconvenient to interfere with her too much.

  Now there is a husband in charge, she is indeed much more cute and cute, and she looks beautiful in a light-colored little foreign dress that matches her age.

  Jiang Xun chatted with her for a few words, but it was just an ordinary father's humble question to his daughter.

   Jiang Li is not at home, except for two men at the table, only Li Shengyuan is sitting.

  Mianmian thought that it must be because Jiang Likao was smashed, and deliberately did not want to appear.

  After the simple family banquet, Li Shengyuan also politely greeted Mianmian to use fruit.

   Jiang Xun and Zhan Muqian seemed to talk about some official business again, and they looked a little more serious.

  It shouldn’t be a major secret matter. Without going to the study, Mianmian watched TV while listening to each other.

I heard vaguely, and my father seemed to say that I should give Zhan Muqian some help from the Ministry of National Defense of Country A, because the Minister of National Defense of Country A was very old and found a serious illness, and he couldn't find a more suitable one for a while. For the candidate, he entrusted the heavy task to Zhan Muqian.

  Mianmian has no interest in national events at all, and forgets it after passing the ears.

  It was when Zhan Muqian went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

She heard Li Shengyuan ask Jiang Xun in a very low, very low voice: "You hand all the troops in front of you to Zhan Muqian. His military power has overtaken all the officers, plus his own power and the power of the war family. , Don’t you worry about making mistakes?"

   Jiang Xun smiled, "Mu Qian is a soldier, he is not interested in administrative affairs."

  Li Shengyuan sighed.

  The meaning of Jiang Xun's words, naturally, the more he looks at this son-in-law, the more he pleases, and he feels that he is a patriotic and loyal soldier who will not fight the government.

  Mianmian rolled her eyes, and she thought that Li Shengyuan looked respectful against Muqian, but she was not on guard, hypocrisy!

  ……

  After returning home, Mianmian started to worry again as she watched the school start getting closer.

  Zhan Muqian put on his nightgown after bathing, and threw a pile of materials on the bed, "Look carefully, these are the materials you need to open the journal."

  Mianmian opened unhappily, and in the next moment, the eyeballs almost popped out!

  Wipe!

   Is she dazzled?

  Jiang Mianmian, a freshman in the Directing Department of Jindu Film Academy.

  She stared at Zhan Muqian's scheming expression, and she guessed something in an instant.

  But still fluttering on him with suspicion, his arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

   shook him vigorously, "Zhan Muqian, are you making a mistake?"

  What about the military academy that she said, how did she become her original volunteer? !

  Lord Chief Quqi, long fingers knocked on her forehead.

   "Although I finally decided to keep your own volunteers, I still can't save you going to the military area for training. Two days later, I will hold military training for the freshmen of your film academy in our special training military area."

  Although I still have to bask in the sun.

  But the military training is dead for more than half a month, it's better than four years of hard work!

  Mianmian kissed his lips excitedly, "Woo, I know Uncle Zhan is the best, and Uncle Zhan loves me the most!"