Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"By the way, how about your family?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Song Jiajia leaned her head closer, her eyes were full of gossip, Mu Wan'an couldn't help but stare at her dumbfounded when she heard this question:
"Why do you ask this question..."

After saying this, a large patch of red spread from her neck, and she stammered: "I told you that I don't have the relationship with him as you think, why are you interested in this kind of thing..."

"You all moved to the same bed, how could something not happen?"

Seeing her friend whose face was astonishingly red, Song Jiajia didn't ask any more questions. Her friend is very thin-skinned, and this behavior probably means that nothing happened.

"How is this possible..." Song Jiajia stepped forward, grabbed her friend's face and looked left and right, muttering to herself:

"My Wanwan is so beautiful, why is Song Bingjue so liuxiahui? Or does he have a hidden disease?"

Song Bingjue, who was standing behind the door, had a pale face, showing a faint tendency to erupt. Standing behind him, Uncle Li's forehead was also covered with sweat, and Madam's friend spoke too... boldly.

He wanted to step in, but Song Bingjue took his steps back. He stood there expressionless, but he still wanted to know how Mu Wan'an would answer this question.

"Jiajia, you... you have never been like this before, what did you experience in England? I seriously suspect that you are in a relationship, that's why you have become so bad!"

Looking at Song Jiajia with a gossip look on her face, Mu Wan'an knew that if she didn't stop her mouth, she wouldn't know what to say!

"Hey, hey, you can just talk about it in front of me. If my mother hears it, she might question me!"

This sensitive topic caused her to wave her hands repeatedly, and her expression became tense. Mu Wan'an felt both funny and distressed when she saw it. She didn't expect Song Jiajia's mother to stare at her like this.

"I know how to measure."

But looking at Song Jiajia's expression, as if something really happened, Mu Wan'an still asked worriedly:
"Looking at you, what really happened? Don't hide it from me, or I will always be in a panic."

Looking at Mu Wan'an's appearance as if she would never give up unless she asked, Song Jiajia sighed, "I originally wanted to keep this matter from you, because it has already passed... But since you asked, I'd better tell you."

"You said it yourself, but I think you haven't passed it like this."

Seeing her like that, Mu Wan'an only felt extremely distressed, and was angry that she didn't tell herself earlier: "You can tell me everything, I won't talk to you if I miss one point."

"It's nothing to say, it can only be regarded as my unrequited love, right?"

Thinking of this incident, Song Jiajia panicked with embarrassment. She coyly said for a long time: "Didn't I see a handsome man at the opening ceremony when I first entered school? I thought I would never see him in my lifetime." It’s his time, so I didn’t take it to heart at that time.”

Hearing what she said, Mu Wan'an also had some impressions. At that time, she was still in the Xu family, and she only had to do things all day long. She didn't remember the things that Song Jiajia sent herself in the message so deeply:
"And then? You met him again?"

Mu Wan'an had already imagined an emotional drama. She thought it was the man who left her after Song Jiajia was with this man, which made Jia Jia so depressed, and even her face changed a bit:
"Tell me, did that man do something to apologize to you?"

Seeing her best friend who would go desperately to find that man as long as she gave an order, Song Jiajia was both moved and frustrated: "If I had really been with him, even if he dumped me, I would have no regrets. The point is, I have never started with him, he seems to have stopped studying, I heard from my classmates that his father is the honorary director of the school, and sometimes he will help his father to attend important occasions of the school."

"So did you have anything to do with him?"

Seeing her lonely look, Mu Wan'an had a bold hypothesis in her heart, so she tentatively asked:
"Could it be because of this man that you rejected all the blind dates your mother gave you?"

"Oh, I only regret that I didn't have the courage to confess at the time, and now I'm only left with regrets."

Speaking of this, Song Jiajia's face was full of regret. She thought she could let it go, but she didn't expect to see that man again at the graduation ceremony that day, and his figure was as hard to erase as if it had taken root in her mind.

"Look at your worthless appearance!"

Mu Wan'an looked at her angrily, "You used to persuade me to be brave enough to do anything, I really thought you were like this yourself, but now it seems that you are a little bit worse. The man who may not be seen is guilty, why do you say you are doing this?"

"I also know that I shouldn't be like this. But during this period of time, I actually think about him like a demon. I remember every word he said clearly..."

Speaking of this, Song Jiajia lowered her head and played with the corner of her clothes. Mu Wan'an didn't know how to persuade her, and both of them fell silent.

Song Bingjue didn't feel that he was eavesdropping on the corner at all, and walked in at the right time, followed by Uncle Li who was holding his clothes.

It seemed that he just found out that Song Jiajia was a guest at home, so he said:
"Uncle Li, why didn't you tell me about the distinguished guests?"

Uncle Li could only bend his stooped body over and over again, with a look of guilt for forgetting to report: "I'm really sorry, sir. When you get old, your brain won't work..."

When Mu Wan'an saw that it was Song Bingjue who came back, she felt a little grateful, so she didn't think much about it, and said, "You're back, then we can have dinner later. Jiajia and I are waiting for you."

Song Jiajia also quickly recovered from the feeling of giving up on herself, she forced a smile: "I have heard good night said many times, this chef in your family is not built, he cooks a lot of dishes All very delicious."

"What she said is not true. The best cook in the family should be Wan Wan. I can only eat after seeing her."

Hearing what he said, Mu Wan'an's face flushed red, and she patted him lightly, "What nonsense are you talking about here!"

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Song Jiajia probably had a certainty in her heart. Seeing her friend get happiness, she also felt a lot better, and her mood became better and better:

"You two are really sweet, hurry up and go aside, don't show your affection here! Don't you think about the mood of an older single dog like me?"

Seeing that she was in a better mood, Mu Wan'an also heaved a sigh of relief, took her hand and walked to the restaurant: "I know you are hungry, I have already prepared a large table of delicious food."

After finishing speaking, she hesitated for a moment, then looked at Song Bingjue who was standing there silently, "Come and eat quickly, what are you doing standing there?"

Seeing her looking towards him, the little bit of unhappiness in Song Bingjue's heart disappeared completely, and he smiled slightly:
"it is good."

Just as Song Jiajia was sent away, the smile on Mu Wan'an's face hadn't had time to recede when she heard the man standing beside her say meaningfully:
"I really don't know if I have a hidden disease. It seems that I need to confirm it myself at night."

Hearing these words, Mu Wan'an suddenly realized that the person beside her had heard the conversation between herself and Jiajia since some time ago. She looked at the man in front of her and complained:
"You actually overheard me chatting with Jiajia!"

"It's not eavesdropping, I just happened to run into it when I was going home... Besides, if it weren't for these coincidences, how would I know that you are interested in these topics?"

He slyly avoided these topics, watched Mu Wan'an's face turn red little by little, and couldn't help laughing:

"However, I still feel a little ashamed to be so suspicious by your friends. Next time, if you talk about this topic again, please be kind to me, madam. I can't let others know that I am a dignified president, but—— "

Mu Wan'an, who was listening on the sidelines, saw that he didn't intend to shut up at all, so she quickly covered his mouth, and the hot air from his nose sprayed on her hands one after another, warm and hot, like Like a puppy.

"You are not allowed to continue talking, Jiajia and I are just joking... Besides, how can we talk about these topics outside."

Feeling itchy in the palm of his hand, but afraid that this person would continue to say those irrelevant words, Mu Wan'an could only resist the desire to withdraw his hand and explained dryly:
"Anyway, you are not allowed to mention this matter again!"

Her rascal appearance is really interesting. Song Bingjue also knew not to tease her too much, so he held her hand backhand:

"You won't mention it if you don't mention it? I still want to say it."

Seeing his triumphant expression, like a child who has eaten candy, Mu Wan'an couldn't help but find it very funny, and said: "You can say whatever you want, anyway, it's fine if you don't admit it when the time comes."

"Of course you don't have to admit it, but I asked Uncle Li to save a copy for me. I just wait for you to bring it out to remind you at any time when you cheat."

Hearing this, Mu Wan'an gave him a vicious look, and said displeasedly: "An honest man like Uncle Li, if you hadn't stood there eavesdropping and refused to leave, how could he have heard it? After all, it's not your fault .”

"You didn't go after the source, but you blamed me here. I feel very wronged."

Hearing that she pointed the finger at him, Song Bingjue shrugged, with a look of indifference on his handsome face: "But if you insist on accusing me of this crime, I have nothing to say."