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

In order to help Mianmian keep the secret of making a promotional film, Xiao Qi was forced to agree to Chi Yu's perverted request.

  Chi Yu’s request is that during the period when he keeps the secret, Gong Xiaoqi must play whatever he wants.

  The locations chosen by Chiyu are more frequent than ever.

  The public bathroom in the lobby on the second floor of Gong’s house...

  Even when Xiao Qi’s parents were not at home, he forced her into the master bedroom together.

  In the cloakroom of Gong's master bedroom, she tossed her to cry.

  This time in Chi Yu’s office.

  Xiao Qi was made unconscious by him, not knowing whether it was too comfortable to pass out or the physical strength could not bear it and fell asleep.

  Chi Yu smoothly helped her tuck the quilt, and wanted to hug her for a nap.

  The inside line outside rang, he had to dress neatly, took the door of the small lounge in the office, walked to the desk, and picked up the inside line on the desk.

   "Late young, Mr. Zhan is visiting."

"please come in."

  ……

  The secretary lady respectfully opened the door of the president’s office for Zhan Muqian.

  Zhan Muqian caught a glimpse of the man Yuza Yuza sitting at the table smoking a cigar.

  If he's not mistaken... Does this man's face have a lewd expression on his face means contentment?

  It is clearly a bright and tidy office. Why is there an inexplicable... ambiguous smell in the air?

  He glanced at the closed lounge door not far behind Chi Yu, and instantly understood what was going on.

  Zhan Mu Qian's uncleanliness was provoked by his appearance.

  He threw a large thick document in his hand on Chi Yu's desk.

  Chi Yu is when he is in a good mood to eat and drink, and he smokes a lot afterwards.

  He vomited a ring of smoke, and asked with a smile, "Chief Zhan seems to be in a bad mood?"

  Zhan Mu Qian didn't have any special mood at first, but he was uncomfortable looking at Chi Yu's obviously fierce appearance.

   And Chi Yu naturally guessed that Jiang Mianmian's stubborn temper must have caused Zhan Muqian's desire to be dissatisfied.

  Zhan Muqian frowned, "Why didn't you answer the phone? I will send you a copy of the document downstairs and I don't know to ask the secretary to get it. I have to bring it to you personally.

  Chi Yu reached out and flipped through the documents, snorting with a cigar in his mouth, "I'm sorry, just now... I was too busy to get out."

  Pumping... not born.

  Zhan Chief's complexion is even worse.

  He still wanted to have a chat with Chi Yu, but now he is not interested in chatting, so he turned around and left.

  Chi Yu stopped him and almost blurted out about Jiang Mianmian's filming.

   "What are you doing?"

  You can think about it right away, how many days can you hide it?

  He told the secret, the little thing in the lounge is still out of touch.

Chi Yu suffocated and laughed meaningfully, "It's nothing big, but just to remind the next war chief that he is playing with things and playing with women is even more... Jiang Mianmian is a fairy. You like to pet women. I can't stop you, but you do. After that, it won’t end well.”

  The color of Zhan Muqian’s eyes suddenly became very cold, and the corners of his cold lips turned up slightly:

   "Chi Yu, do you think I am you, playing with women?"

The man at the table spread his hands, "I am better than you at this point. The woman inside... At least I didn't give her a fantasy. If I spoil a woman and send her to **** personally, even if she is immortal, she is not Half-life."

Chi Yu smiled contemptuously, "You don't know, I just play with the daughters of the Gong family. I don't feel distressed if I play with them, but you, the war chief, this kind of game is like walking a tightrope, don't Play yourself in the set."