Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Walking hand in hand like this is really like a young couple in love.

Mu Wan'an looked sideways at the man who was obviously in a much better mood, and deliberately teased:
"Whose man is this man, who is more handsome than Pan An and Yushu Linfeng? I, a female bandit, want to snatch him home and become a good man in the village!"

"The only son of the Song family, with a wealth of wealth, a clean family background and a good character, because he loves Ms. Mu who is the king of the mountain, I specially recommend myself to be your only guest in the curtain."

Seeing that she was in the mood to joke with him, Song Bingjue also followed her words and continued, seeing her eyes wide open, he couldn't help laughing.

"Throughout the ages, bandits have been the only ones who have robbed them by force. How can there be any sons of good families who voluntarily follow bandits?"

The way she muttered in a low voice was so cute. Song Bingjue was happy in his heart, but he didn't know how to express it. In the end, he couldn't help it, and hugged her in his arms, "Only a bandit like you is me!" I really like it. Other bandits are just bandits, but you are you."

Hearing these words, Mu Wan'an felt very shy. Seeing the teasing eyes of the people around her, she couldn't help but bury her head on Song Bingjue's neck like an ostrich. She begged softly:

"Put me down... Everyone else saw it, how embarrassing."

"So what if they saw it?"

Seeing that her neck turned red from shyness, Song Bingjue's eyes flashed with deepness, and he hugged her tighter:

"It's just right for them to see it, so everyone will know that you are mine."

She is his.

This realization made her who was a bit confused at first feel at ease.

She stretched out her hand to wrap his arms around his neck, and murmured vaguely:
"I'm yours."

As if she had taken root from the ground, she was buried in his neck, and she had the urge to not want to wake up. This familiar and reassuring feeling filled her heart again, and a question blurted out instantly:

"Have we met somewhere before?"

Seeing the flash of surprise on his face for a moment, Mu Wan'an couldn't help being even more puzzled. She looked at him:
"Did we really meet somewhere?"

Before he could answer, she couldn't help laughing to herself:
"I was stupid, if we met before, how could I not remember you?"

Her words made him hesitate, he stared at her fixedly, but after a long time he still said:

"There are so many people on the street, we may have met before. But at that time Wanwan may have been focusing on other things, so I don't have me in my memory."

It was already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun cast a layer of golden light on the two embracing people. She looked at the man in front of her who looked like a god, and said childishly:
"No! If I ever met you, I would definitely remember."

"I'm so good?"

He raised his eyebrows, obviously very happy in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm and asked.

"It can't be summed up well."

She supported her shoulders, smiled and said in the man's deepening eyes:
"I like you, so I think you are good—is this also good? What I said is good, it can't be considered good, but... I think I have met a very suitable person."

As she spoke, her eyes touched his slightly injured eyes, and when she was about to explain in a hurry, he said softly:

"It turned out that I was just because it was suitable for Wanwan..."

Hearing the hurt meaning in his words, Mu Wan'an became a little anxious. Her original meaning of what she said was not like this, so she hurriedly said:
"If only other conditions are suitable, then I can find thousands of people. I am not talking about that condition... I mean, I know you have many good things, but because I like you, I It’s good to say it, it’s all with my own consciousness..."

Seeing that he still looked hurt, Mu Wan'an was so anxious that tears almost came out. After seeing the obvious playfulness on his face, she couldn't help but glared at him, "You know what I mean... ..."

As she spoke, her tears couldn't help falling down. Song Bingjue restrained his expression, put her on the ground, gently stroked her back, and helped her slow down. He looked at her with a smile:
"I'm already a mother, but I'm still so delicate..."

She was angry at his teasing, and didn't listen carefully to what he said, only heard "squeamish", and couldn't help wiping away her tears angrily:
"What's wrong with being coquettish? You are only allowed to tease people, so why don't you let me cry twice?"

"You ah you..."

He wiped the tears off her face with his fingers, and looked at her dotingly:
"I can't wait for you to lose your temper with me like this every day. How could you deliberately tease you?"

Seeing that her face looked better, he said again:
"Compared to you who faces me with a regular attitude every day, I prefer you who cry like a kitten."

Only this kind of her is her real, defenseless face. His Wanwan never needs to be so sensible.

"If I'm really self-willed, you don't know how you will laugh at me!"

Raising her head and glaring at him, Mu Wan'an cleaned her face before saying sullenly:

"Where are we going to eat?"

Seeing her still looking swollen, with smiles on his eyes and brows, he squeezed her face, "Come with me."

After the figures of the two got into the car, they quickly left his sight.

He took off the hat on top of his head to reveal his hidden flamboyant red hair, and there was fanatical love and anger in his eyes for not being able to have her.

After the car was completely out of sight, he walked out from under the shade of the tree and got into a low-key car on the side of the road.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Look, what did he find again?
He casually took down the binoculars, and the man standing on the top floor of the hotel took out a non-smart phone that looked like an antique from his pocket, he dialed a number skillfully, and the connection was quickly connected, the man's voice was clear The voice rang out:

"How about the investigation? Or did she encounter any danger?"

"Such a simple matter, I don't know why you entrusted it to me..."

After complaining a few words, the young man still dutifully reported his findings:
"Her life experience in the first ten years was very simple. She was thrown into the Maria Orphanage when she was born, and was admitted to University A when she was born. In her sophomore year, she went to France through the school's exchange student program."

Having said that, he paused, and the person on the other end of the phone quickly sensed what he meant, and asked straightforwardly:
"If you have any doubts, just say so."

"Her information in France is really too clean."

The young man said bluntly, "This kind of information should have been processed. I suspect that something happened to her in France."

"..."

There was no movement for a long time, only the sound of calm breathing. He waited for a long time before he heard the instruction:
"You continue to stare there until you have thoroughly investigated. I will notify you when the next step is needed."

Seeing that he had a tendency to hang up the phone, the young man in waiter's clothes laughed again:
"One more thing. She is with Song Bingjue now. I think they are very affectionate. Are you sure you want to intervene?"

"Song Bingjue?"

Hearing that he mentioned this person, the man said with a rare cruelty:
"It's really interesting, his 'Dragon Palace' caused me a lot of trouble here, and he's still there with my—"

When he said this, he choked out the next words, and then ordered coldly:
"You have to keep an eye on it for me. If there is any progress, continue to report to me."

Moving away the phone that had been hung up, the man with a baby face glanced playfully at the information in his hand, "It doesn't look like a relationship between a man and a woman? Then why would he go to such lengths to investigate you..."

"Master Director, please accommodate me a little bit, the incident with the little girl did not cause any serious adverse effects..."

In the hotel box, Father Chen was lowering his face to intercede with the police chief who came in a hurry. When he was prosperous in the past, he only needed to say hello to do things. How could it be as troublesome as it is now?
"It's not that I'm not accommodating...Mr. Chen, let's not talk about Miss Jiang's identity, just talk about Mr. Song's order, can we disobey it?"

With a smile on his face, he said to Chen's father. The chief of the police station waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to handcuff Chen Xinrao and take him away. His scenery is unavoidable:

"I advise you, it's better to lower your head and offend Mr. Song, what can you ask for?"

Of course he knows this truth!
Full of anger, he glanced at Chen's mother who was holding her daughter and refused to let go. Chen's father was full of resentment, he held back his anger and said:
"I understand the truth... the little girl is in the detention center, so please take care of her."

The chief of the police station was fooling around, and Chen's father closed the door. He turned around and his face was extremely dark. He looked at Chen's mother who was still sitting on the sofa wiping tears, and scolded:

"You still have the face to cry?!"

"Woooooo...my poor daughter..."

Wiping her tears with a tissue, Mother Chen didn't understand why his anger was directed at her, so she glared at him:
"You are useless! You actually let your daughter in... If you are useful, how could I be humiliated like this today?"

It's okay if she doesn't say it, this kind of talk really aroused the anger that Chen's father had finally endured. Hearing the irritating crying in his ear, he couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped Chen's mother directly on the face. Looking at Mother Chen, who was covering her face in confusion, and her face was full of shock, she said viciously:

"If you didn't offend Song Bingjue terribly today, how could something like this happen? I'm useless? I think you're holding back your daughter if you're alive! You've had such a good time that you've forgotten your true nature, right? Our company Some time ago, I managed to slow down, and now you want to push the whole Chen family into the fire pit?"