Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

She was still a little confused at first, when she turned around and saw the man standing at the door, she instantly understood. She lowered her head to wash the dishes with a guilty conscience, "Why are you here? I didn't expect..."

"You don't have to be so careful."

The guilty expression on her face was too obvious, Song Bingjue looked a little funny, how could he be so scary?
"Please do not be angry……"

She racked her brains to figure out how to explain what she really meant to him, but she found to her dismay that no matter what she said, he might not feel that he loved him enough, "I mean, I should have my own life... ..."

Seeing his noncommittal expression, Mu Wan'an was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She put down the bowl in her hand, and grabbed the corner of his clothes regardless of the foam on her hand:

"Well... I think we need to clarify this matter."

"How to make it clear?"

Looking at her with interest, his expression was very serious, looking angry:
"Do you want to say that after experiencing emotional betrayal, you will never deliver your sincerity again?"

"I never said that!"

He really misunderstood what he meant, Mu Wan'an jumped up angrily, her face flushed red: "You only know how to misinterpret my words!"

"Then what do you mean by your words?"

Intentionally listening to her take the initiative to say those three words to him, he suppressed the warmth in his chest, and deliberately put on an expression of indifference: "Since you despise me so much, then from now on..."

"Who doesn't care about you anymore?"

Hearing his confounding words like this, Mu Wan'an wished she could cover his mouth with a rag: "You can guess by yourself! I'll ignore you!"

As she said that, she turned her back and began to scrub the dishes, but the movements of her hands were a bit ruthless, and she seemed to be really angry.

"All right……"

Seeing that he was angry, he sighed pamperingly, held her shoulders and turned her body to face him, staring seriously into her eyes:

"I know what you think in your heart. Although I really want to hide you at home so that no one can see, I respect your thoughts. I'm not that old-fashioned..."

"You know it all, but you still want to tease me like this!"

Although she knew that he was joking with her just now, she was still a little angry in her heart. Mu Wan'an turned her back, leaving only a silhouette of him. From his perspective, her cheeks were bulging, clearly still angry.

"I won't make such jokes in the future..."

He smiled slightly, but still gave in first. This kind of situation reminded him of Jiang Sheng and Cheng Wushuang. When the two of them had conflicts, Jiang Sheng would always take a step back first.

As soon as he thought of them, Song Bingjue laughed rather self-deprecatingly: I am really confused, what kind of relationship do they have?What is the relationship between me and Wanwan?
"I think you're here to tease me on purpose..."

After muttering a few words in a low voice, she didn't continue to quarrel with him. Cheng Wushuang, who had been paying attention to the movement, saw that the two had reconciled, so he brought Jiang Sheng's cousin in. Their hands were empty, and there were no vegetables.

"Sister-in-law, don't wash the dishes... you should go out and sit down!"

It could be seen that the two of them were in deep love, Cheng Wushuang was not without winks, he took the bowl in Mu Wan'an's hand graciously, and pushed the two of them outside, "There are me and my little cousin in this place That's it!"

It is a meeting with the wind to make the rudder.

Song Bingjue was about to take Wanwan for a walk around here, gave Cheng Wushuang an appreciative look, and pulled Mu Wan'an, who still wanted to stay here, out.

"Cousin Cheng..."

Looking at the dozens of bowls left in the sink, the girl's face was full of jokes: "I'll leave the washing up to you! I'm going to prepare the dishes here."

Cheng Wushuang, who has always believed in "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen", looked at the bowl covered with oil and detergent foam in his hand, showing a slight disgust, but when he thought of Jiang Sheng who was sitting in the room now, he still chose to be old. Honestly stay here to wash the dishes.

Take her around to the corner of the yard where the bouquet is planted. This is a small area specially opened up by Jiang Wen. Some common and visible flowers are planted, most of which are unknown wild flowers. It is already evening. The morning glory climbing on the wall is covered with blue-purple flowers, and there is a gentle fragrance in the air.

"It's good to have such a small yard. You can grow your own vegetables, and you can also raise some flowers and plants."

"As long as you want, you can do whatever you want in the yard at home."

Seeing her envious face, Song Bingjue couldn't bear to disappoint her, he smiled and said:

"It's a pity that only flowers and trees are planted in such a big place at home."

Although she really wanted to arrange it according to the pattern here, Mu Wan'an also knew that such a small courtyard was densely arranged and looked good. If such a pattern was arranged in the garden of a large villa like Yulong Bay, it would look petty. She Although I like it, I still maintain my sanity:

"Forget it... I just like the flowers and plants here. Can you bring me here often in the future? There is no need to go back and forth in the garden at home."

"I listen to you."

For this aspect, Song Bingjue didn't take it very seriously. As long as she was happy, he had no problem even planting all the vegetables in the garden.

"Brother Song, sister-in-law, it's time to eat—"

The two of them cuddled together very sweetly. When Jiang Wen called them, she couldn't help but stop and look at them before making a sound.

When we arrived at the dining table, the awkward feeling from before subsided a little. Cheng Wushuang sat next to Mu Wan'an, and Jiang Sheng was directly opposite him. Jiang Sheng had been looking at him openly, doing whatever he wanted, a little bit. He didn't look embarrassed either.

The anger that had subsided instantly rose, and when Cheng Wushuang saw what dish he was picking up, he stretched it over with his chopsticks, snatching several shrimps from under his chopsticks abruptly.

Regarding everything on the table, Song Bingjue and Mu Wan'an just acted as if they hadn't seen it. Mu Wan'an ate a few mouthfuls of food, and couldn't help but look at the girl in front of him with admiration:

"I didn't expect your dishes to be so delicious. I thought you were just playing tricks. This skill is much better than the master chefs in many restaurants."

"Where is it so good as you said..."

Jiang Wen laughed shyly, but she was very happy to hear someone praise her so much. She saw that Mu Wan'an liked her chestnut chicken, so she changed the dishes in front of her with the ones in front of her. "If my sister-in-law likes to eat, you can come here often. Anyway, I live here alone, and I'm free when I'm free."

"I want to come and eat together!"

Cheng Wushuang, who had just snatched a piece of salmon from Jiang Sheng's men, also said triumphantly, "Little cousin, the food you cook really suits my taste! Especially this braised prawn and this salmon!"

Seeing some oil stains on his handsome face, Jiang Sheng resisted his urge to go up to wipe him clean, but sneered:

"Eat like a three-year-old child, with a dirty face. Is this the dining etiquette of your Cheng family?"

"Sorry, our family has always believed that whoever is dining with you should be treated with the same etiquette. I have a close relationship with my sister-in-law and Brother Song, so naturally I am less restrained."

Picking up the napkin and wiping his mouth, Cheng Wushuang retorted unceremoniously: "I don't bother you to worry about such a trivial matter."

Originally, he just wanted him to wipe his mouth clean, so Jiang Sheng naturally wouldn't argue with him too much over such trivial matters, so he continued to eat the few dishes in front of him.

He no longer ate prawns or anything else, Cheng Wushuang had nothing to vent his anger on, and felt bored for a while, the dinner table finally returned to calm.

After dinner, Mu Wan'an was concerned about Xiao Si, and said goodbye in a hurry. Song Bingjue originally wanted to take her for a walk along the river, but seeing how she cared about Xiao Si very much, he gave up.

As soon as they left, Jiang Wen left by cleaning up the kitchen, leaving only him and Cheng Wushuang in the room.

The room was filled with dim retro lamps, and the warm yellow light fell evenly. His overly delicate eyebrows and eyes became more and more beautiful, and Jiang Sheng's eyes became darker in an instant, but Cheng Wushuang didn't know it. He looked at it with a face of nothing to do. Jiang Sheng, maybe because he was full of food and drink, it was a rare moment for him not to confront him tit for tat.

"What do you think of what I told you?"

He didn't want to let him go just like that, Jiang Sheng tapped on the table lightly, he looked at the man in front of him:
"You should understand that since I proposed to break off the engagement with your sister, it is serious."

Cheng Wushuang, who was in the "sage mode", heard him bring up this topic again, and didn't even bother to argue with him, so he directly refused:
"It's impossible for me and you. I advise you to die."

"You should understand that sooner or later I will let you agree."

Looking at the stubborn Cheng Wushuang in front of him, Jiang Sheng couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, but he still suppressed his anger:

"You know better than me the principle of instant gratification."

"Master Jiang, I don't understand, what do you like about me?"

With a sneer, Cheng Wushuang's eyes were full of sarcasm:
"I'm good-looking? There may not be men and women who are prettier than me in Night Desire, why don't you go there and look for it? Or do you feel psychologically fulfilled when you meet a man who is equal to you?"

"..."

It was rare for him to reason with himself, and every sentence was justified, forcing him to say nothing to defend himself.

Jiang Sheng fell into silence, he didn't want to admit his abnormality, he couldn't even imagine how contemptuously Cheng Wushuang would refute everything he said after he said it.

Even that might be true.