Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Looking at it from her angle, Song Bingjue's side face looked extraordinarily handsome and stern. His handsome face was expressionless, as if he was indifferent to these photos, but Xu Feifei was fascinated by him.

"This shameless bastard! Ruined the reputation of my Xu family! She has long disliked my son's hemiplegia. Seeing that her senior is coming back, she ran to do these shameful things..."

Seeing that the court denied the evidence, Jiang Chunmei panicked. She didn't understand why these photos didn't work because Mu Wan'an was obviously a woman who didn't obey women's morals first.

"Mu Wanan, you poisonous woman! You deserve to grow up in an orphanage without relatives! I hate God for not having eyes! Even the courts are partial to you! The photos are all in front of them, and none of them believe it... "

"For these photos, Ms. Jiang Chunmei, don't you know more about how they came from?"

Looking at Ms. Jiang Chunmei who was still talking nonsense in a serious manner until now, Mu Wan'an felt that it was a pity that this little old lady did not compete for the Oscar. She smiled softly:
"If you say that being in the same frame as someone else is cheating, then you have put too many green hats on your father-in-law. Do you think so?"

"You, you..."

Furious by Mu Wan'an, Jiang Chunmei ignored her handcuffed hands and pointed at Mu Wan'an angrily:
"You mean you won't let me go, right? I'm your mother-in-law one day, and an elder you must respect all my life! If you put me in jail today, you'll be poked for the rest of your life Backbone!"

"Silence! Silence!"

Seeing the scene that was about to quarrel, the chief interrogator patted the table vigorously in extreme displeasure, and asked the bailiff to come forward to maintain order, and then the order was restored.

"This is the transcript that our procuratorate obtained from the police. The three perpetrators have all confessed to the crime, and they also revealed the identity of the defendant Jiang Chunmei as the mastermind behind the crime."

The prosecutor took the opportunity to hand over a transcript from the police to the bailiff and asked to summon the three criminals.

After carefully reviewing the transcript, the presiding officer agreed to the reasonable request of the prosecution and also announced a 10-minute adjournment.

She had been trying to cheer up to deal with Jiang Chunmei, but Mu Wan'an suddenly relaxed and felt that she had been drained of strength. When she was kneading her temples irritably, a slightly cold hand reached out to touch her. took her.

She raised her head in surprise, Song Bingjue was holding her hand, and he had already walked in front of her when she was unconscious, "What are you doing here? They let you down too?"

"I'm your husband, the closest person to you, and they have no reason to stop me."

He has the ability to say things that are impossible for others to do so lightly, and Mu Wan'an also knew that few people here would dare to stop him, so he didn't say anything else.

He took her hand down, and put his cold hand on her temple, which made people more relaxed. Since his back was facing the auditorium, his movements were not large, and it seemed to others that he was just putting his hand on her. The two of them may be talking about themselves.

"It's a great honor for President Song to give me a massage in person. I'm afraid it's a treatment that no amount of money can buy like today."

She closed her eyes, and there was a faint smile on her lips, she didn't know whether it was self-deprecating or genuine joy:

"After I leave the Song family, I have something to praise."

"The things you can praise are definitely not just these."

How could he not hear her sad tone.He exerted a little force under his hands, and Mu Wan'an only felt a little pain in the comfort, and she opened her eyes immediately:

"Okay, you don't have to take care of me here, I'm just a little tired, just take a rest for a while."

He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was not long before the resumption of the court session. Song Bingjue also nodded. He took the wet towel from Han Xiu, wiped Mu Wan'an's palm carefully, and then returned to the auditorium superior.

In fact, there is no suspense in the next one. After all, Jiang Chunmei's crime is a fact, and there are all witnesses and material evidence. Except for Jiang Chunmei who ran out from time to time and cried and said that she was wronged, Mu Wan'an dealt with it very easily.

Not long after, the verdict came out. Jiang Chunmei was sentenced to 15 years in prison for the crime of intentional homicide, and the circumstances were so bad that she refused to repent. The three hired brothers received a lighter sentence because of Mu Wanan's plea.

When Jiang Chunmei heard that she was going to spend 15 years in prison, she passed out immediately. The bailiffs hurriedly grabbed her, and she woke up slightly, but she still sat on the ground limply. When the three brothers were sentenced to less sentences than herself, she immediately looked at Mu Wan'an with her black eyes, and said unwillingly:

"You poisonous woman! The most poisonous woman's heart! You actually want to send your mother-in-law to prison with your own hands!"

Mu Wan'an, who was picking up her bag and standing up, looked meaningfully at Jiang Chunmei, who was surrounded by bailiffs and sitting on the ground. Her words seemed to be floating in the air:
"Did Ms. Jiang make a mistake? I remember that the Xu family only has one wife, Mrs. Wang. How could you be my mother-in-law? The most poisonous woman's heart, isn't it you? If I knew today, why bother?"

The sound of Ms. Jiang made Jiang Chunmei want to cry without tears. Not long ago, she was the glorious Mrs. Xu, but not long ago, she became a prisoner.

"There is still a long way to go, Ms. Jiang must take good care of her body."

Smiling at Jiang Chunmei, Mu Wanan's face relaxed a lot, but there was no smile in her heart, but she still pretended to be a winner:

"After all, your husband won't be yours soon. During the few years you've been here, you must think about it. Don't be scared to faint again by the news that you were kicked out of Xu's family. Life is like this. Consummation. You have to relax."

After finishing speaking, Mu Wan'an turned and left, the smile on her face faded in an instant, and Jiang Chunmei's heart-piercing roar and cries from behind were also forgotten by her one by one.

"Why do you have to force yourself like this?"

Witnessing her strength throughout the whole process today, Song Bingjue felt that he couldn't understand her more and more. Although she was very independent in the past, she was not as fearless as she is today. It made him feel infinitely sad.

"How can I force myself? Today's ending is exactly what I want."

She had clearly seen with her own eyes that the person who hurt her got what she deserved, but she still couldn't be happy in her heart. The sense of victory of successful revenge only flashed slightly, and more of it was the emptiness that followed.

"Since it is what you want, I will naturally accompany you."

Seeing her trying to maintain a calm face, Song Bingjue didn't want to force her, but just changed the topic to another topic.

"I heard that Chen Xinrao hasn't troubled you recently?"

As soon as he mentioned Chen Xinrao, Mu Wan'an remembered that Chen Xinrao had been coming to the Song family's villa every day not long ago, under the pretense that she was helping her with ideas, but in fact, she had a selfish desire to see Song Bingjue.

"Now that she has a strong enemy like Jiang Ning, how can she take me to heart?"

Thinking of Jiang Ning, who has been gaining momentum recently, Mu Wan'an couldn't help showing a faint smile, which fell into Song Bingjue's eyes, which was extremely dazzling:
"Chen Xinrao said that she is not smart, and she is still so exquisite; saying that she is smart, is a bit too flattering. Jiang Ning appeared today, and she also claimed to have met an opponent who is far stronger than me. How could she come here to hurt me?"

Indeed, Jiang Ning's recent exposure has been quite high, and many public entertainment accounts have begun to write about her intimate contact with Song Bingjue in a decent manner. If things continue like this, Jiang Ning can earn a lot of popularity.

"Those are irrelevant people, don't take it to heart."

Seeing that she didn't say much, Song Bingjue also smiled slightly, "Jiang Ning is getting more and more courageous. I sent someone to restrain her last time. I didn't expect her to have such thoughts."

"Perhaps the drunkard's intention is not to drink."

Thinking of Jiang Ning's eyes full of calculations, Mu Wan'an just felt powerless. She didn't want to participate in their chasing game at all, so she said softly:

"Most of the women in City A fight because of you. How do you feel about President Song as a trophy?"

"If it belongs to someone else, I will avoid it. But——if that person is you, let me give myself to you, I will be more than happy.'

Listening to his half-confessional words, Mu Wan'an was not moved much. She thought of Jiang Ning's news that Jiang Ning was going to take over as the heroine of the big production after she was exposed this morning, and she felt that she had chosen the right path.

"There are too many people in the world who care about you, Song Bingjue. President Song should pick and choose among them. It's easy and don't bother. As for me, I should be just a toy for you when you are bored. I know my position, and There will never be any other ideas."

She noticed that his heavy gaze was cast on her, and for a moment, it was as if she was carrying an invisible big rock on her back. She even found it difficult to breathe, but she still straightened her back.

"Since Wanwan now wants to play games with me..."

After a long time, Song Bingjue blinked his black eyes, and then said:
"Then I don't mind having a good time with Wanwan."

While talking, he stroked a string of jade stones one after another. After carving, the jade stones looked exquisite, crystal clear and beautiful. Each jade stone was engraved with the word "late" in cursive script. If others don't know it, they may know Thought it was just a random word...

"You are a high-end player, I can't beat you."

Mu Wan'an smiled slightly, which was not only a sign of weakness, but also a kind of resistance:
"President Song, don't treat me as a serious opponent, or I won't be able to bear it."