Chapter 47: Jiang Mianmian, are you really not afraid at all?

There were just too many thoughts inside her head. All she wanted to do was to return to her cabin room.

As she hurried away while clinging to the wall for support, she heard two young ladies talking as they walked past her. “Miss. Ruan is really pretty. I didn’t believe it until I saw her with my own eyes. I think she’s much better looking than… that Jiang Li. The number one socialite in Jincheng paled in comparison!”

The other lady commented, “I agree; if not, why would General Zhan be interested in her? Did you see that earlier? The boy addressed her as his mother and him as godfather… I’ve heard rumors that General Zhan has remained detached from women all this time. Can she be his kept woman and that boy is his illegitimate child?”

“Illegitimate son?” The other woman sounded stunned and doubtful. “That boy looked to be four or five. Can it be that he’s the offspring of their forbidden fruit? Oh, my, fancy such a thing to happen between a military general and the daughter of the foreign minister! We better keep our mouths shut…”

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By the time the girl reached her room, her face was dark and sullen as she took her seat.

Patting her shoulder, Gong Qiao asked, “Sister Mian, what happened to you?”

Ignoring him, the girl picked up the wine glass and gulped a few mouthful of alcohol.

Illegitimate son?!

If Zhan Muqian really has an illegitimate son, will their marriage be considered a fraud? He didn’t mention this before asking her hand for marriage!

There’s no smoke without fire!

Divorce, I’m gonna divorce him!

As for that woman… daughter of the foreign minister? Her surname is Ruan…?

The name, Ruan Qingtong, finally appeared in her mind. So she is the one.

She was the up-and-coming media darling. Her status as the daughter of the foreign minister created lots of publicity and she was a hot topic on every big and small screens.

…

Someone knocked on the cabin door suddenly.

Gong Xiaoqi ran over to have a look before she hastily signaled to Mianmian with funny facial expressions.

The latter got what she meant and instantly disappeared into the washroom. In her hurry, she left her phone on the table.

The sudden arrival of high and mighty General Zhan took everyone by surprise. The young girls and boys inside the cabin were dazed by his presence.

Gong Qiao got up respectfully and greeted the man. “Uncle Zhan, what a coincidence! Why are you so free today… Our welcome is lacking, indeed. As juniors, we apologize.”

Zhan Muqian’s suave and cool demeanor displayed no emotions. Although he had drunk some alcohol, there was no sign of intoxication.

Looking as if he was here to catch someone, his sharp gaze swept across the room once before he parted his thin lips frigidly, “Where’s Jiang Mianmian?”

Gong Xiaoqi approached smilingly, “Uncle Zhan, Mianmian isn’t here. She said she wanted to revise her school work, so she has been a good girl recently and studying at home. She wouldn’t be here…”

Just as the girl finished her sentence, the general looked down and gave a sidelong glance at Jiang Mianmian’s phone on the table, left by her in a hurry.

Everyone broke out in cold sweat.

Gong Qiao realized his lie had been exposed and to prevent any misunderstanding between the couple…

He compromised. Lowering his volume to whisper into the general’s ear, “Uncle Zhan, Sis Mian is using the toilet…”

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At this time, Mianmian was hiding inside the bathroom, not daring to make a sound. She pressed her ear next to the door, hoping to eavesdrop on the conversation outside.

Honestly, I’ve done nothing wrong… so why am I so frightened?!

I am not the one having a kid behind his back. The one to feel guilty should be him, Zhan Muqian, isn’t it?!

The man outside the door curled his long fingers and knocked three times on the door. In a tone that allowed no refute, he ordered, “Open the door.”

She clasped her chest with her little hands.

D*mmit! Why should I open the door just because he says so?! I’m not going to do that!

She kept still without a word when the man outside the door sniggered in a hushed tone, “I give you three seconds. If you aren’t going to be good… I know you took some alcohol earlier even though you promised to quit smoking and drinking. Jiang Mianmian… are you really not afraid at all?”

Holding out in this little, tight space, her cheeks suddenly burned fast and hot. She was really worried… that the man would start on some heavy topics in front of her friends.

How was she going to face them as their leader after that?!

WTF!

She unlocked the door with jittery fingers.

A tall and sturdy figure barged in like a bolt of lightning…

Her petite frame was pinned onto the bar-top sink by his broad frame. His slender finger tilted up her soft, pretty chin as he asked, “How much did you drink? You better tell the truth… or I’ll punish you, right here.”