Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

The two hurriedly ate breakfast at the dining table, handed Xiaosuo to Uncle Li, and then went out together.

Song Bingjue took her to the garage and picked out the most inconspicuous car inside. Mu Wan'an looked at the conspicuous Maserati logo on the car, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed:

"Your car is still too flamboyant. I'm afraid it will attract attention as soon as it leaves Yulong Bay."

"Get in the car first."

Song Bingjue found the embarrassment on her face very interesting. Other women hoped that their men would drive more aggressive cars, but she tried to hide all these things by herself.

After hesitating, Mu Wan'an still said:
"Why don't you just send me to the nearest bus station outside Yulong Bay, and I can go there by myself..."

Before he finished speaking, the man in the driver's seat opened the car door and walked towards her, pressed her firmly onto the co-pilot's seat, and met her restless eyes and said:

"Everything is mine, you don't have to worry."

After he said this, although Mu Wan'an had some ideas in his heart, he couldn't help but cast a puzzled look at him. Seeing this, Song Bingjue didn't say anything else, just reached out and held her hand.

His hands were broad and strong, and as soon as they touched her petite and cold hands, she felt a little bit of warmth spread over them.Instead, he frowned:
"Why are your hands so cold? Are you wearing too little clothes?"

"No, no, this much is enough."

Hearing this, Mu Wan'an hurriedly refused. It took almost an hour just picking out clothes this morning. How dare she continue to ask him to go back and find clothes for herself?
It seems that it may be due to her physical constitution... Sweeping at her slightly pale face, Song Bingjue had some confidence in his heart. He didn't tell her in detail at the moment, but just nodded slightly to indicate that he already knew, and then grabbed her just like that hand driving out.

Just after driving out of the Yulongwan residential area, Song Bingjue stopped on the side of the road, and Mu Wan'an looked at him inexplicably: "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the car? Or I'd better take the bus."

"I agreed to take you to work. Let's wait here first."

Compared with Mu Wan'an's worries, he seemed much more at ease, as if all this was in his plan. She looked at his calm appearance, and didn't say anything anymore, but the hand holding the briefcase was Tighten up.

Seeing all her actions, he couldn't help looking at her with a sideways smile: "Is that why you have no confidence in me?"

"Where is there any confidence in this..."

She couldn't help retorting in a low voice: "Even if I'm late today, I can't blame you. At most, I can just scold the car."

"Don't worry, I won't let you be late."

Unable to help scratching her nose, Song Bingjue leaned over slightly and said dotingly, "Don't you still trust your man?"

He suddenly got so close, Mu Wan'an was a little frightened, but fortunately, there was a two-day running-in period, and she didn't reject this kind of intimacy anymore. She pushed him away, pretending to be disgusted and said: "Leave I'll stay away, if someone sees it, they might think of us two!"

"What else can you think of us?"

Seeing her flushed face, Song Bingjue suddenly became narrow-minded, and said with deep meaning: "Lonely men and widows, what else can they do in such a narrow space?"

"Go away go away—"

He was getting closer and closer, and Mu Wan'an was afraid that he would really do something here, so she quickly closed her eyes and pushed him towards the driver's seat, "Don't mess around here! It's okay to mess around at home , this is on the road!"

"What's the matter on the road?" He raised his eyebrows, and looked at her evilly, as if he really didn't understand the difference between the side of the road and home: "You mean, I can do whatever I want at home?"

"That was not what I meant!"

He distorted his words like this, feeling that he was inviting him, Mu Wanan stared at him angrily: "You..."

When the words came to her lips, she didn't know how to describe him anymore, she could only stop angrily, and turned her head to one side: "I'm going to work!"

Saying that, she was about to open the car door to get out of the car, but she couldn't open it no matter what, so she could only stare at him angrily: "Could it be that you're going to regret it today? You don't want me to go to work, do you?"

Seeing that she was indeed angry, Song Bingjue could only put away all the jokes on her face. He straightened her body and said seriously: "Are you angry? I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously. "

In fact, how could her mind be so small... Seeing that he was serious, Mu Wan'an didn't say anything anymore, but her face was still slightly calm: "Even if you didn't joke with me, I should go to work now, so I'm delaying here It's been long enough."

As soon as the words fell, someone knocked on the car window on her side. Mu Wan'an turned her head and looked at the face, which was so delicate that even her gender was blurred, she was stunned and said:
"This is... Cheng Wushuang?"

Song Bingjue slowly lowered the car window, he was not at all surprised by this person's appearance, as if he had known that he would appear here.Cheng Wushuang greeted with a playful smile: "Hi, sister-in-law. Originally, Brother Song asked Jiang Sheng to deliver the car keys, but Mr. Jiang has a lot of things to do, so he can only let me come here! Sister-in-law, are you happy to see me?"

Facing his overly beautiful face, even though she hadn't met a few times, Mu Wan'an still couldn't say anything to refuse, she smiled gently:
"Of course, I can see you as soon as I go out, and I will feel better."

Although he knew that what she said was just polite words, but seeing Cheng Wushuang's beautiful face, Song Bingjue's expression turned cold in an instant. He had seen this kid's ability to attract bees and butterflies, and he smiled at his own woman. So sweet, what is this doing? "

"Let's leave as soon as the task is completed." Coldly interrupting Cheng Wushuang's desire to continue chatting, Song Bingjue took a bunch of keys from him, and said to Mu Wan'an:
"I promise, you won't be late, and you won't attract different attention because of me."

When he said that, he looked like an aggrieved little daughter-in-law, but Mu Wan'an couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and she said seriously: "I don't mean anything else, it's just that some people are afraid of well ropes after being bitten by a snake for ten years. No It's for you."

Seeing her cautious appearance, Song Bingjue let out a low sigh, and looked at her with a pair of deep and invisible eyes:
"We were originally husband and wife, but now we have the same mind. Why do you have to be so careful with me? I know what kind of person you are, and you should try to trust me more."

Facing his sincere eyes, Mu Wan'an smiled embarrassedly:
"I was too cautious, maybe the time we spent together was too short..."

She is so ignorant, but she is a little too eager for success.With a wry smile, Song Bingjue got out of the car and took Mu Wan'an to the car driven by Cheng Wushuang. Cheng Wushuang was completely unaware of Song Bingjue's dislike for him, and still followed them eagerly to the Toyota he drove. Next to Nissan, I couldn't help complaining:

"This car drives lightly. I thought I would fly in the next second. If I hadn't heard that Brother Song and Sister-in-law could use it, I wouldn't even touch it..."

Looking at Cheng Wushuang's aggrieved face, Mu Wan'an inexplicably felt amused, "You look exactly like Xiao Si."

Seeing Wan An's focus on Cheng Wushuang, Song Bingjue pretended to be unintentional and asked:
"How long is it before you go to work? I'm afraid there will be a traffic jam at this point."

"No traffic jam! When I came here just now..."

Cheng Wushuang, who has no eyesight, didn't notice the deep meaning in Song Bingjue's words, and still introduced foolishly: "Sister-in-law Song, you can rest assured, it's okay to drive there so slowly."

Compared with Cheng Wushuang's unhurried departure, Mu Wan'an was much more eager. Today was the first time she went to work at Song Jiajia's place. Even if Song Jiajia would understand her because of her friends, but her colleagues would definitely see her again. would have a different opinion of her.

"Cheng Wushuang, we are indeed in a hurry today, and we are in a hurry to go now, and thank you for driving the car here for us, let's talk later when we have time."

Saying that, Mu Wan'an smiled apologetically at him, and then hurriedly got into the car.Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Song Bingjue patted him on the shoulder heavily, and said with a blunt smile:
"Your sister-in-law has a lot of things to do and is busy with work. Just tell me if you have anything to do, and don't bother her."

"I……"

Cheng Wushuang, who was always shrewd, didn't understand at this juncture. He touched the back of his head and watched the Toyota Nissan he was driving out of his sight. When they had gone a long way, he drove towards Song Bingjue When the Maserati walked over, I belatedly discovered a big thing:
"Oh! Brother Song didn't give me the key!"

Driving leisurely along the way, there was really not much traffic jam on the road, and it took less than half an hour to reach the destination. Mu Wan'an was relieved, "I didn't expect it to be so close to Yulong Bay."

"That's why I said you don't have to worry so much."

Seeing that the expression on her face suddenly relaxed, Song Bingjue couldn't help leaning over and planted a light kiss on her face, Mu Wan'an couldn't help stammering, "What are you doing? I said that you are not allowed to mess around outside... what if my colleagues see you later?"

"Don't wait any longer, your boss has already seen it."

He raised his head, looked at her with some amusement, and said half-jokingly:

"Besides, do we have some shady relationship? You are my wife and my lover. What can they do if they see it?"