Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

She looked calm. If Song Bingjue hadn't seen her hands clenched into fists suddenly, he might have really believed her calmness.

"Tell me if you care, and I won't laugh at you."

Half-jokingly, Song Bingjue couldn't help laughing seeing her awkward look, "If we don't say some things, it will only leave more regrets."

"You, what are you talking about?"

Seeing the playfulness and seriousness in his eyes, Mu Wan'an's face was a little hot, but she still didn't escape directly like before, but sat down on the sofa. She thought of Jiang Ning's matter, and she was still a little worried:
"Jiang Ning seems to have listened to my words a little bit, but I think she is a very active person. I'm afraid that after you help her up, she will bite back."

"There is a contract here, in black and white."

Thinking of Jiang Ning's signing without blinking, Song Bingjue felt really stupid. She dared to do so without even seeing the terms clearly. "I'm not afraid of ruining the family, of course she can vote for another owner."

"Should I praise you or should I praise you?"

Thinking that Chen Xinrao would never come to find trouble with her again, Mu Wan'an felt a lot more relaxed, and she also had a smile on her face:

"If she doesn't come to see me, I will be completely free in the future, but I still feel a little regretful when I think that no one will come to amuse me in the future."

"If she doesn't come to you, do you still miss her?"

Hearing her words, Song Bingjue couldn't help laughing, with a bit of a joke:

"Why do I feel that you are willing to stay by my side because of Chen Xinrao? You are thinking about how to tease her every day, but you care more about me than me."

"That's because you are reassuring. Chen Xinrao's temperament will not give up until she gets it. I must spend more effort to deal with her."

Hearing her words, Song Bingjue remembered an old Chinese saying - a child who can cry has milk. Although he and Chen Xinrao are different in nature, Chen Xinrao's ability to act did not attract Mu Wan'an's attention...

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized, but his face was still as calm as ever, "In the final analysis, I caused you these troubles. Now Chen Xinrao can't cause you any more troubles, and you can go about your own business with peace of mind."

Hearing him bring it up, Mu Wan'an finally expressed his thoughts: "It's not an option for me to stay at home like this. Xiaosi is very obedient now, and I don't have much to worry about. When I was studying abroad I am studying architectural design, so this time I plan to go to Jiajia's studio to help."

"The family doesn't need you to work so hard." Hearing that she wanted to go to work, Song Bingjue subconsciously wanted to object, but thinking that she was bored at home alone, he suggested:

"It's the same when you come to the company to help me."

"Don't don't don't—I really can't adapt to the office atmosphere of a big company. Besides, they all know my identity, some are envious, and some are jealous, but most of them don't like it. Even if someone looks at you If you treat me well in face, then I don't want it either. This kind of hypocrisy is not as good as a direct sword."

Thinking of when she was in the translation team, Mu Wan'an felt a headache. She looked at Song Bingjue with eyes full of begging: "Don't bring me into the company again."

Seeing her faintly begging look, Song Bingjue also knew that he hadn't thought carefully before. Han Xiu reminded himself at that time that he thought that no one would dare to bully her, but it was only later that he realized that there was something wrong with her. Time doesn't always come as you expected.

"Since you don't want to go, then I won't force you."

Mu Wan'an breathed a sigh of relief, and she said again: "Jiajia's place is not any other place. I have been good friends with her for many years. You can rest assured if I go there."

"Ok."

Now it can only be like this, he agreed dryly, but he was still a little unwilling, so he stalked and said: "I don't worry about you, I'm just afraid that you won't care about anything when you're busy with work. How about that?" When you go to Song Jiajia's studio, you must have a driver pick you up, and..."

He promised himself that he would make her happy. Mu Wan'an was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked: "What else? Just talk."

"You don't have to go to work on Saturday and Sunday, right? You can't let work take up too much of your time these two days, and you have to deliver meals to me at noon."

He knew that his request was a bit naive, but he still said it out. After seeing Mu Wan's safety plate and nodding in agreement, he was relieved, and quickly picked up a cup of tea and put it in his mouth to hide his discomfort. Standing behind him, Mu Wan'an will find that the roots of his ears are red.

"This cup of tea..."

Seeing him pick up the tea she had just drank without looking at him, Mu Wan'an's face flushed red, and she stared at his lips against the rim of her cup without blinking. In the end, she didn't say anything, just silently lowered his head.

"What's the matter, is there something wrong with this tea?"

Moving the teacup away slightly, Song Bingjue raised his eyes to look at her for no apparent reason, saw her blushing face, and hurriedly asked with concern:
"Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

As he said that, he was about to stand up and touch her head, but she immediately stood up in shock and avoided, "It's okay, I'm fine... Maybe I didn't sleep well, I went upstairs first... Remember to go to work ..."

Before she finished speaking, she hurried upstairs in a panic. Song Bingjue saw her blushing ears and looked at the teacup in his hand. He suddenly came to his senses, but his face But it is three points more popular than Mu Wan'an's.

"No. 3047. Someone is visiting the prison!"

Jiang Chunmei in the prison was sitting blankly in a corner. She was very thin. She used to have a little flesh on her body, but now she is just skinny. The prisoner next to her who was not visiting gave her a push:
"Mrs. Jiang, someone from your family has come to see you, why don't you hurry up!"

After being pushed like this, Jiang Chunmei stood up as if waking up from a dream, and walked out slowly with her hunched body. The inmate who reminded her did not forget to add:
"If you have something good, remember to give me a copy!"

Jiang Chunmei, who was in a daze, didn't hear anything at all, but just went out with the prison guards in a daze.

Walking to the visiting room, through a layer of glass, she saw Xu Shuo sitting there, his brows were calm, and he only raised his eyeballs symbolically after seeing her coming, without any special expression.

She has been here for more than half a month. This is the first time she has seen her relatives since the court hearing. Her eyes were red with excitement, and she quickly pulled out the chair and sat down:

"A Shuo, are you here? Why didn't Feifei come? And where's your dad?"

Seeing her eager eyes, Xu Shuo smiled slightly, with a delicate expression, Jiang Chunmei felt numb for a while, she was so thin that she was almost out of shape, the reason why she was still supporting herself was because she thought she was still waiting for her at home people.

"Do you think they will come now?"

Thinking of Xu Feifei who had left behind her mother who was in prison, and Xu Shuo's father who was busy spending time and money, a deep disgust flashed in Xu Shuo's eyes, "Xu Feifei has her life, as for father, You're the only one who doesn't know about his shit, right?"

"what do you mean?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chunmei was shocked, and she almost fainted from the news, but she still managed to calm down: "Your father is also kind and righteous to me, and he has never been different for so many years. If you tell me I absolutely don't believe what your father has."

"Some things, it's better for mother to know earlier."

Seeing her comforting herself there, Xu Shuo caressed her wheelchair leisurely, and mercilessly exposed her self-deception:
"Dad was having an affair when I was in high school. Guess how I found out?"

"What?! When you were in high school? How did you know? That old bastard Xu Youde! You really dare!"

She was angry for a while, but Jiang Chunmei was sober after being angry. She stared at her son with naked old eyes. This son was once the pride of her life, but she didn't know when it started. She can no longer see this son clearly:

"What are you telling me at this time? Even if I know, I can only be angry... Or are you here today to anger me?"

"I didn't expect my mother to be so sober, but it was a surprise for me as a son."

Hearing Jiang Chunmei's words, Xu Shuo smiled softly. Due to the long-term lack of exercise, his face was pale, and his lips became more and more red. "I want to ask you, is this feeling bad? Isn't it? Feeling angry and resentful?"

"Of course I'm in a bad mood right now. Don't you, a son, expect me to be well, but deliberately want to see me so angry?"

Looking at her son with a strange smile on his face, Jiang Chunmei felt a deep sense of strangeness in her heart, followed by a kind of timidity. She looked at him:
"What's the matter with you?"

"Mom, don't be in a hurry, just listen to me and finish the matter first. Xu Youde cheated on you when you just got married, or, he knew that mistress before marriage at all. "

When talking about his father's affair, Xu Shuo didn't show any sadness, but just talked about it all in a dull manner, "So, he has a daughter who is older than me. She is in the same high school as me. I think, at the beginning If you hadn't had a pregnancy test and found out it was a son, you might not have been able to enter the Xu family's door."

Speaking of this, he looked up at his mother with an incredulous expression on his face, "Is it hard to accept? The husband you think is good to you doesn't care about you at all, how sad."