Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

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When the police arrived, both of them were in a panic.

Mu Wan'an's entire back was covered in blood from being caught.

Seeing the police, Jiang Chunmei immediately collapsed on the ground like a mouse seeing a cat.

On the side, Mu Wan'an clutched her neckline, lowered her eyes, and pursed her lips tightly, looking miserable from the outside.

Soon, the two were taken away.

At this end, Song Bingjue came out of the meeting room.

The secretary Han Xiu who was following behind received a call, and his expression changed.

"President, Miss Mu was taken away by the police..."

Yesterday, the president turned down the foreign video conference for Miss Mu, Han Xiu knew it well, so he made people keep an eye on Mu Wan'an's direction early.

Unexpectedly, in just one day, something happened.

Hearing this, Song Bingjue's footsteps stopped, and there was a trace of evil spirit on his face, which was shocking.

……

police station.

Mu Wan'an sat in the corner, her neckline was torn, revealing a large area of ​​whiteness, the policewoman on one side couldn't see it, and poured a glass of water for her to cover.

"Thank you." She thanked, took the water glass, lowered her head, her face was devoid of emotion, only her almond eyes were without any brilliance.

The policewoman looked at her like this, hesitated to speak, but didn't say anything.

No matter who encounters such a shrew, there is nothing they can do.

In the recording room, Jiang Chunmei's sharp and domineering voice came from time to time, constantly saying bad things about Mu Wan'an——

"That woman took our family's money to support a man, I can't fucking beat her, can I!"

"This is our family's business, can you control it!"

"Do you know who I am! My son knows your chief! If you dare to arrest me, I..."

These words were unbearable, and Mu Wan'an only felt tired. In the end, she closed her eyes to cover up the grayness in her eyes.

After a little improvement in life, it was ruined again.

I'm afraid that the Song family will fire her.

She bit her lip so hard that she almost bled.But even if she did it all over again, she would not regret beating Jiang Chunmei.

A great helplessness surged up, and she couldn't help shaking.

She thought that no one would release her on bail, and she would at least stay in the police station for a while, but she didn't know that the female police officer told her to leave before Jiang Chunmei's record was finished.

She froze for a moment, her eyes wide open.

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

Footsteps sounded outside the door.

She raised her eyes, and Song Bingjue's figure appeared in front of her like a god.

At that moment, she froze all over.

The tears that had been held back in his eyes had a faint urge to burst out.

The man was dressed in a black suit, and he was as tall and straight as ever, but his face was colder than ever before, and his cold temperament made people tremble.

He slowly scanned the surroundings, and his gaze finally settled on Mu Wan'an.

Seeing that she was in a mess and huddled in a corner with concern, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his usual steady steps were slightly hasty, walking towards her.

"Mr. Song..." Mu Wan'an said shyly.

Before he finished speaking, when his eyes went dark, Song Bingjue took off his coat and covered her, almost not allowing her to refuse. He bent down, inserted his hands into her knees, and hugged her up.

He walked out quickly.

Mu Wan'an wrapped her arms around his neck subconsciously, touched his cold side face, but didn't say anything.

Speechless all the way.

It wasn't until Song Bingjue put her down in the car that Mu Wan'an withdrew his hand, and the two retreated to a safe distance.

"Thank you..." She thanked in a low voice.

Maybe it was because he sensed his embarrassment, and his face turned pale.

Hearing this, Song Bingjue pursed his lips, his eyes were as cold as ice swords, and he spat out three words from his thin lips: "Thank you for what?"