Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

In the file bag is a bag full of photos.

There are also Jiang Chunmei looking for someone to follow her evidence, invoices, contracts, and photos.

No wonder, no wonder, Jiang Chunmei came to her so quickly!

but……

Her mind was in chaos, she was already divorced, why did Jiang Chunmei send someone to follow her?And who sent this document to her?
Thinking of this, her scalp tingles, does Jiang Chunmei really not want her to have a good time!
She bit her lip tightly, sealed the document immediately, and stuffed it into a drawer. Thinking that someone was monitoring her before, her hands couldn't stop shaking.

"Xiao Wan, are you alright?" The colleague asked with concern when she saw that her expression was not right.

"I'm fine." She shook her head, her face still pale.

Seemingly thinking of something, she got up in a hurry, went to the corridor, dialed Xu Shuo's cell phone number to question.

But in the end, no one answered.

She grabbed the phone tightly and was in a daze for a long time before getting into work.

The Song family has been doing business with foreign countries, and the translation department has a lot of work. Fortunately, the new stage of translation is coming to an end. Most of the people have completed their final actions, checked, and left work on time.

Before she could pack up her things, Han Xiu, the president's secretary, approached her.

Mu Wan'an was taken aback for a moment: "Secretary Han?"

Everyone around looked over, Han Xiu didn't realize it, and looked straight at Mu Wan'an with no expression on his face——

"Miss Mu, the president asked you to come with me."

The words fell, and the surroundings were like water falling and thunder.

……

Mu Wan'an bit the bullet and followed Secretary Han to leave. Along the way, Han Xiu didn't say a word, and Mu Wan'an didn't dare to ask.

It wasn't until he got in the car that Han Xiu said, "The president went to Paris a few days ago, and the plane back to China won't arrive until 06:30 tonight. The young master will have a parents' meeting today, and Ms. Mu may need to do it for her."

Hearing this, Mu Wan'an opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't even refuse.

She had already gotten into the car, not to mention, she had promised Song Bingjue that she would do her best to help Song Xiaosi with matters.

only……

Looking at Han Xiu's face that could not be refused, she wanted to ask. In the past, someone should hold the parent-teacher meeting for her, and she didn't need to be appointed...

As if knowing what she was thinking, Han Xiu glanced at her, and said again: "The CEO said, the young master likes you, if you go over, you should be happy..."

These words completely dispelled Mu Wan'an's doubts.

Mu Wan'an pursed her lips.

……

Song Xiaosi's kindergarten is a well-known noble school in the city.

Everything is covered.

Maybe it was the first time Mu Wan'an appeared. The teacher was a little surprised and mistakenly thought she was Song Xiaosi's mother.

Song Xiaosi is in a special situation. Apart from being withdrawn, his appearance in school is not bad. In addition to his cute appearance, many children like him very much.

As soon as they saw her, many children came forward, blinked their cute eyes, and asked, "Sister, are you Xiaosi's mother? You are so beautiful..."

The child was innocent from the outside, Mu Wan'an blushed, and just about to explain, she met Song Xiaosi's quiet eyes not far away, and for a moment, half a sentence of explanation could not be uttered.

She just laughed, distributed the candy in her pocket to the children, walked towards Song Xiaosi, and sat down beside him.

"Xiaosi." She greeted gently.

Leng Feng raised his eyes to look at him, Mu Wan'an paused, and saw that what he was holding was the candy wrapper she had given him earlier.

Feeling distressed, she smiled and took the candy wrappers from Song Xiaosi's hand. Under her kneading, the two candy wrappers were kneaded into the shape of a little angel.

On the white and soft palm, although the little angel is simple, it spreads its wings and is lifelike.

In the past three years, she doesn't know anything else, but her hand skills have improved a lot. To her, this is no problem.

Although Song Xiaosi didn't speak, she could still feel a gleam of light in his eyes.