Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"Is it the young master from Chengxi's family?"

"Didn't you hear that you are studying abroad?"

... It seems that many of the people who came to congratulate Li Nian knew Li Nian.

No matter how surprised she was at this moment, Mu Wan'an was still secretly relieved. She didn't know what Xu Shuo meant by coming here suddenly, but she couldn't take it lightly no matter if it was out of goodwill or otherwise. It was a relief for myself.

"Senior, why are you here?"

Just as she was thinking, Mu Wan'an got up to meet her, and a path was automatically separated from the crowd, and Li Nian walked over slowly.The face of the tall young man is still the same as before, with a refreshing smile on his lips:

"Good night, why didn't you tell me when your studio opened? If my father didn't know the news, I would be kept in the dark now."

"Senior, this studio is not mine alone... I only found out today that I have a studio."

Smiling helplessly, she brought Song Jiajia to Li Nian. Looking at the long-lost senior, Song Jiajia couldn't help but joked:

"Senior only knows to congratulate good night? Does my school girl seem to have such a low sense of existence?"

Seeing Song Jiajia coming, Li Nian also greeted with a smile: "I didn't favor one over the other on the flower basket. Speaking of which, why did you two think of opening a studio together?"

"Because we are good friends."

Winking at Mu Wan'an, Song Jiajia looked like she was enjoying the show, and she joked:

"I admit that the senior treats me no differently than Goodnight, is it okay with the head office? I won't bother you to reminisce about the old days, you continue to chat!"

"—Excuse me, who is this?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a male voice from behind, she turned around and said calmly:

"This is Wanwan's and I's senior, who is doing medical research abroad...Speaking of which, you probably don't know him. After all, in the eyes of your family, this is the man who has an affair with Wanwan."

Although he knew that this man was Li Nian from other sources, it was the first time he saw him in reality. Xu Shuo carefully sized up the man in front of him. His gentle atmosphere is a typical academic youth.Standing together like this, they seem to be a good match, the man is handsome and the woman is beautiful, and their temperaments match. His eyes can't help but sink when he sees them.

He was not particularly angry about Song Jiajia's disrespectful words. He looked at the person in front of him and smiled slightly, "What happened at the beginning was caused by my mother behind my back. For the reputation troubles caused by you and Goodnight, I express Sincere apologies."

"The past is in the past, what's the use of talking about it now?"

Seeing Mu Wan'an and Li Nian looking at Xu Shuo, Song Jiajia secretly scolded this man for not knowing what he was thinking, he is married again and still setting up some affectionate persona here:
"You said that the news at that time was planned by Jiang Chunmei. Could it be that he signed the divorce with your hand?"

Having said that, she lowered her voice again:
"Today is a great day for me and Goodnight's studio to open. I don't want to quarrel with you in front of so many people. In order to save a little face for each other, I advise you to leave early!"

He didn't respond, but just looked straight at Mu Wan'an, Xu Shuo raised a smile full of self-deprecation:

"I know that my actions at that time could not be regarded as the actions of a responsible man, and today I just came here with an apology and atonement. Don't you even give me this opportunity?"

These words were obviously meant for Mu Wan'an, and the three of them focused their eyes on her.

After thinking about it carefully, Mu Wan'an smiled relievedly, and then said:
"Things are different now. Xu Shuo, I did hate you when I first got divorced, but that was based on extremely irrational circumstances. Now, I don't hate you anymore , There is nothing unforgivable between us, at most, I am not smart enough to break the hearts of your family. You don't have to come here with great fanfare, "You..."

Frowning, Xu Shuo didn't expect her to be so free and easy when facing him now, and couldn't help but feel a little anticipatory:

"Did you really let go? Or—"

"You don't have to ask any more, there is nothing you can't let go of this kind of thing."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Wan'an interrupted him with a very calm and composed face, and even put on a smile:
"Today is a great day for the opening of our studio, and Jiajia and I are going to entertain other guests. Mr. Xu, please help yourself."

Seeing her friend's resolute attitude, Song Jiajia also secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and her attitude towards Xu Shuo was not as aggressive as before, "The conversation has been made, and there is nothing to talk about. But I still want to thank Mr. Xu Manager's list."

At this time, there was another commotion in the crowd, and an orderly row of men in black placed a circle of flower baskets around the flower baskets. Someone roughly counted them, and couldn't help but be a little speechless:
"There must be a hundred or so?"

While talking, someone saw the label on the flower basket and took a breath: "This is Rose and letter's flower basket, it costs at least 1 yuan each..."

Everyone's attention was attracted by the large number of flower baskets. Seeing so many flower baskets, Song Jiajia walked over and took a closer look, "There are so many flower baskets, and they are all fresh with dew... This store is not good. Cheap, guess who gave it to you?"

Song Jiajia's face was obviously narrow-minded, and she realized that she was waiting to see her joke, so Mu Wan'an gave her a sneaky look, and approached:
"Could your gloating expression be more obvious? With so many flower baskets, I'm afraid it will be in the headlines when I wake up tomorrow!"

"On the headlines? I'm just wishing for it!"

Spreading her hands cunningly, Song Jiajia said in an expectant tone: "If you want to be famous now, you have to make a lot of headlines. If our studio can become famous, we will get more opportunities in the future..."

Knowing Song Jiajia's character, Mu Wan'an only joked with her a few words before walking to the flower basket and looking at it carefully. There were still fragrant flowers and dewy green leaves, even looking at it like this could make people feel good.

"He is the only one in City A who can spend so much money..."

Looking at the flower basket in front of her, Song Jiajia reminded, "You have to hold onto such a good man tightly."

"I think you're right, and you're considering it now."

Thinking of the progress between herself and Song Bingjue, Mu Wan'an also showed a little shyness on her face. She looked at her friend and said seriously:
"I am also planning to start a new life now, and you must not be left behind. When you meet the right person, I also hope that you can seize the opportunity."

While they were talking, Mu Wan'an heard Han Xiu's voice, and he said with a smile, "Sir sent me here to wish the studio a good luck. These are fresh roses brought back from Bulgaria by air."

Can't help but look suspiciously at Han Xiu commanding the rose baskets to be placed. Mu Wan'an walked over with deep doubts in his eyes. Under the envious or surprised eyes of everyone, "These flowers were sent by Bingjue." Did you come here?"

"Yes, the president specially placed an order in Bulgaria a week ago, and it was airlifted here early this morning."

Unexpectedly, the president of his own family would also be enlightened. Han Xiu was immersed in this inexplicable joy, completely unaware of the deep doubt in Mu Wan'an's tone, "When I received this news today, I felt..."

"Aside from these flowers, didn't he send me any other flower baskets?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. When the men in black gave the flower baskets just now, no one said who sent them, but Song Jiajia subconsciously felt that it was Song Bingjue who sent them. Mu Wanan looked at Han Xiu in front of her, pointed and waved Flower baskets placed there:
"It was sent here before you. I thought it was sent by Bingjue...but now it sounds like it's not."

"Will there be such a thing?"

Hearing what she said, Han Xiu realized what was going on. He walked over, looked at the flower basket carefully, and called other personal assistants in the company to ask. Then he said solemnly:
"We will investigate what happened today, but Madam, you don't have to worry too much. After all, the person who sent the flower basket may not be hostile."

"maybe."

Although a little tired, Mu Wan'an didn't take it too seriously, she cheered up: "Your task has been completed, so don't waste time here, go back to the company quickly. We can handle it here past."

"By the way, this is what the president asked me to give to you."

Suddenly remembering the documents in his arms, Han Xiu took out a document bag with a smile and handed it over:
"This is what my husband asked me to hand over to you. In addition to some projects under the company, Jiang Sheng and Cheng Wushuang also took some design projects from their hands. Don't worry, the time limit is not tight."

She was still a little worried at first, but Mu Wan'an felt relieved when she heard this, and she smiled and said:
"I don't have much time to see them. If you have the chance, thank them for me."

Han Xiu agreed with a smile and left. Mu Wan'an handed the case to Song Jiajia who was on the side. She glanced at it casually and couldn't help but said when she saw Cheng Wushuang's name:
"Cheng Wushuang? Moshang is like a jade, son Shi Wushuang?"

"Yeah, he lives up to his name, he is a very...exquisite person."

Thinking of Cheng Wushuang who drove here specially today, Mu Wan'an originally wanted to say that he was beautiful, but when he thought that he was a man, he smiled and introduced:
"If you see it, I'm afraid you will feel ashamed."