Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

This man's rambunctious appearance really made her unable to get angry, Mu Wan'an took back the hand covering his mouth, and said:
"Isn't it just what you say? I don't want to be here with you like a child."

As she said that, she turned around and wanted to leave. Song Bingjue grabbed her hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, with a serious look:

"You haven't paid me well for my spiritual loss, why do you want to leave?"

"You are not addicted to playing this game, are you?"

Seeing Song Bingjue holding his hand, Mu Wan'an looked at him in surprise, then looked at him holding his hand, and said:
"Whether you want money or if you want life, you can choose for yourself, sir!"

"Since you have no money, then make a promise with your body, and I will count."

As he said that, Song Bingjue swept his eyes over Mu Wan'an, and then said seriously:

"Little lady looks very much to my liking. If you repay it with your body, Xiaosheng will definitely cherish it."

Why is this talking about ancient Chinese?Mu Wan'an only felt that Song Bingjue's thinking really couldn't keep up with her, so she said with disgust:

"Sorry, I'm a science student, and I'm not interested in your polite words at all."

"You can understand it, and you can feel it."

Seeing her fleeing instinctively, Song Bingjue held her hand tighter and fixed his eyes on her, making Mu Wan'an blink uncomfortably:

"I think you are not busy enough at work. When you are busy at work, how can you have time to play with me here?"

"Really, when I get busy with work, I'm afraid that you won't want me to work so hard."

She refused to respond to herself, Song Bingjue sighed in his heart, but still looked at her, and said with a relaxed face: "I know Wanwan is a duplicity person, the more indifferent she is, the more she cares in her heart."

"All right, all right, you are the best! Now you know all my shortcomings."

Looking at his self-satisfied you, Mu Wan'an's initial nervousness disappeared. She looked at Song Bingjue and smiled easily:
"Okay, don't drag me. I still have to go to the study to check the information. I will start work the day after tomorrow. I haven't touched these things for a long time. I don't know if I can get started."

Seeing Mu Wan'an's shy but expectant face, Song Bingjue smiled more happily: "You should be doing graphic design work. In addition to the hard knowledge of design, the most important thing is to grasp the market trend. ;Only by grasping the market can you really become an excellent designer.”

"I don't deny what you said, but where can I find someone who can teach me this now?"

Looking at the man with a smug smile, Mu Wan'an looked him up and down suspiciously, and said:
"Don't you want to say, come and teach me this? I remember you didn't learn this, how could you know?"

"Although I am not a professional designer, I am a customer, and I am also a customer with real estate in my main business. Whether it is professional or amateur, I think that only the customer's demands come first. Although the designer Create and design architecture and home styles, but in this field, the customer is always in the active position.”

As he said that, Song Bingjue glanced at her, the meaning in his eyes was "Come here and ask me, maybe I will tell you", Mu Wan'an thought it was funny, and then pretended to be disdainful :

"So what? I still firmly believe that non-professional opinions are not advisable."

"Don't designers have to listen to customers when designing?"

Looking at her sly eyes, Song Bingjue knew that she was joking with him, but he couldn't help but replied, and then looked at her:
"I think market winds and customer wishes are intertwined. What do you think?"

He said these questions to himself so seriously, and Mu Wan'an felt that she couldn't do it if she was not serious. She also put away her hippie smile and said seriously:
"The theories you mentioned are applicable to mid-to-low-end design brands. I don't think a high-end brand pays much attention to these aspects. If we blindly follow the market trend, we will be no different from those cheap brands."

Originally thought that she took these as a pastime to pass the time, but she didn't expect that she had so many insights into design. Song Bingjue looked at her seriously:
"Then how do you think it should be?"

"Jiajia has studied architectural design for so many years, and she also studied with well-known foreign architects. For the whole studio, her positioning should be relatively high. In this case of high overall positioning, I think the boutique route is the necessary."

Facing his questioning eyes, Mu Wan'an relaxed slightly, and then said all her thoughts:
"Instead of chasing trends and following trends every year, it is better to create our own style and make our designs popular."

This is indeed a bold and peculiar idea.Song Bingjue looked at the little woman with apprehensive eyes in front of him, and stretched out his hand to touch the top of her head, causing her to exclaim in displeasure:

"What are you doing……"

"It's a reward."

Seeing her becoming more confident day by day and blooming the radiance called Mu Wan'an, Song Bingjue felt more and more joyful and uneasy. He hoped that she would get better and better, but this kind of her also gave him an unfathomable feeling. a feeling of.

"Reward you for having your own ideas. When you have a direction, you can truly be regarded as an independent woman in the new era."

Originally, she was a little displeased because he suddenly messed up her hair, but when Mu Wan'an heard his praise, her heart was as sweet as drinking honey, and she straightened up proudly:
"Who told me to be Mu Wanan!"

Glancing at the man who was looking at her with a smile, she stuck out her tongue, as if she felt that what she said was too flamboyant, so she also credited him with the credit:
"Of course, it's also because I'm Mrs. Song now. After all, it also represents your face. If I'm not better, others will definitely say some bitter things behind my back."

As soon as she finished speaking, a delicate female voice suddenly came from the door:
"Miss Mu still thinks that she is Mrs. Song, but rumors have gone crazy, and everyone says that Jiang Ning is the real Mrs. Song!"

The two people who were talking intimately were startled. Song Bingjue looked at the door displeased. Chen Xinrao walked towards them in a blue dress. Her eyes were full of suppressed anger and anger. envy.

"What news did you hear outside?"

Mu Wan'an looked at this uninvited guest, the joy of sharing work was interrupted, she was also very angry, what happened to Uncle Li?How could you let this person in?
"Sister, don't blame me for talking too much. I just see that you don't like to go out and don't know what's going on outside. I'm afraid that you will be fooled by those women who are used to acting. Others will come to provoke you. You still treat me like a guest." tea!"

Thinking of Jiang Ning, that little slut who has been in the limelight recently, Chen Xinrao's teeth itch with hatred. Even though she taught her like that that day, she can still make waves. She looked at the woman standing beside Song Bingjue and asked:
"Didn't Jiang Ning come here just a few days ago?"

"Yes, Jiang Ning came to my place a few days ago."

Seeing that Chen Xinrao was going to make trouble, Mu Wan'an blamed her:

"It's not that I said you, Chen Xinrao, you have gone too far. You have to make a scene about this kind of thing, don't you? No one will look good if you say it. Think about it, this matter Once it gets out, the public will definitely sympathize with the weak, that is, Jiang Ning who was beaten by you, and your company may also be affected by it. Besides, what mistakes did Jiang Ning make, and it is worth your trouble?"

"I……"

I haven't said anything yet, and let her say all the good things. Chen Xinrao was really wronged. She rolled her eyes, and her eye circles immediately turned red, "You are still talking about me here? If I wasn't here to help you, why Will it end up in such a tragic situation?"

"What's the matter with you? I think you are fine? Nothing happened!"

I don't know what kind of play Miss Chen is playing, Mu Wan'an can only act like she doesn't know anything:

"Could it be that you've suffered from Jiang Ning again?"

"Then you have to ask your brother-in-law. He doesn't know if he secretly gave Jiang Ning some resources. Originally, for the sake of my sister, I had someone remove all the resources from Jiang Ning's hands. I didn't expect that she had more resources on hand." A lot of plays!"

Thinking of being asked by her good sister if Jiang Ning was covered by Song Bingjue, Chen Xinrao felt extremely ashamed. She looked at her brother-in-law with tears in her eyes:

"If brother-in-law really likes that Jiang Ning, I can't say anything, but please tell brother-in-law in advance, lest I bully the woman on the tip of your heart!"

"Why do you bother to get angry with your brother-in-law?"

Seeing Chen Xinrao aiming his gun at Song Bingjue, she seemed to want to get a letter from him, Mu Wan'an hurried out to be a peacemaker, she persuaded:
"What about your brother-in-law, let alone you, even the family members don't know about it. If you press him like this, will he tell?"

"Sister, you are really weak. Jiang Ning is almost shitting on your head, and you are still pretending to be a good person here. Why are you doing this?"

Looking at Mu Wan'an who is so weak, Chen Xinrao almost forgot how she treated her on the plane, she couldn't help but look at her more, and tried to persuade:
"Instead of living like this at home, you might as well follow me. Let's work together to tear the true face of Jiang Ning to my brother-in-law. How can such an unscrupulous scheming woman come into the house?"

"I've only heard you scold others, but I haven't heard others scold you like this."

While she was chattering, Song Bingjue, who had been silent all this time, interjected, instantly making her face look ugly.