Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

By the time she had arranged everything and sat in the study, it was already half an hour later.

When the two of them passed the living room with a sullen expression and the other cautiously, Uncle Li was about to go up to serve her, but he stopped him, held her by the shoulders and led her to the bedroom on the second floor.

After the two of them took a bath and dried their hair, it was almost three o'clock in the morning. Song Bingjue looked at the well-behaved little woman sitting on the sofa, and couldn't help but snorted coldly:
"Mu Wan'an, your wings are stiff now."

She didn't say anything, and she didn't dare to say anything in this situation.

"I said, what's going on in your head? When you encounter this kind of thing, you don't want to get help from your husband or the person next to you, but you want to find Cheng Wushuang? For this reason, you specially recognized him. A cousin?"

Thinking of her strange brain circuit, Song Bingjue became very angry. He knocked on the table and said solemnly:
"More importantly, you actually kept it from me? What's the point of hiding this kind of thing? Do you trust other people more? By the way, I forgot. You didn't even tell your best friend, Song Jiajia, and How could you tell me?"

Hearing what he said, Mu Wan'an felt very uncomfortable. She didn't deliberately want to hide it from him, but, but... When he first told her about the origins of those girls in Ye Yu, didn't he seem very dismissive ? !
The more she thought about it, the more wronged she became. No matter how she thought about it, Mu Wan'an felt that the fault was not all on her own shoulders. She raised her head and looked at the man who was very angry, and her voice inevitably carried a cry:

"If you didn't show that you didn't care about the lives of those girls at the beginning, how could I ask others for help? You didn't realize that there was a sinful deal hidden behind them, or you didn't care about it. For you It might be a commonplace thing, but for me, it's unusual!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but shed tears, but she still insisted:
"I know you're just a businessman and you can't change these things, so I don't want to implicate you. I made my own decision, and I don't want to implicate anyone!"

After listening to her, Song Bingjue looked at her, and then asked:
"Are you finished?"

Not knowing what he meant, Mu Wan'an nodded foolishly. He picked up a tissue and wiped her face. Although his tone was much softer, he could still hear the anger in it:

"Maybe your original intention of hiding it from me is for my own good, but have you ever thought that what I need may not be so good?"

"What, what do you mean?"

Hearing his words, she couldn't help being stunned, and sniffed vigorously: "Then what do you want?"

"I want your real trust."

Holding her by the shoulder, he looked directly into her eyes, "Compared with you trying to do my best, I hope you can think of me the first time you encounter something, just like this time, if you can Trust me, tell me what you think, tell me what you want to save Lin Weihai. I promise - I won't veto it right away, but discuss the feasibility of each plan with you. "

"But……"

She still wanted to say, don't you obviously not care where and how those girls came from?Before he could say anything, he firmly held her eyes and said seriously:

"As you can imagine, I don't care about these things myself. Some things are deeply ingrained, and I can't change them overnight if I just care about them. But I know that you care. For you, I will try my best to help you achieve it."

Having said that, he put his hand on her shoulder to touch her face, rubbing it one by one:

"Wanwan. You have to trust me. Really."

She lowered her head, maybe it was what he said: she didn't believe him, that's why she pushed him so resolutely out of her plan.

The excuses I made, such as why I want to be independent and not to involve people around me in danger, are all just manifestations of selfishness.

After a long time, she said with difficulty:
"Actually, even if I promise you now, I'm not sure if I can really do it. Over the years, I've been alone, and I've gotten used to it from group work to work. "

Under his encouraging eyes, she sighed, "I know this time, I actually did it with a kind of selfish feeling. But, I can't control my selfishness. Is it abnormal to solve it by myself?...I feel like I'm going to be tortured by myself."

"It doesn't mean you're necessarily wrong."

He saw her suffering and struggle, and Song Bingjue stroked her back to make her relax:

"Wanwan, people are not isolated islands suspended in the ocean, they are individuals closely related to their surroundings. You are not alone, and there is me in your life."

Holding her cold hand, Song Bingjue frowned, trying to simplify his words:

"If things were revealed today and Xie Ning wanted to settle accounts with you, would he let go of the boy who is his ally? Would he not target Song Jiajia, who is your good friend? I am your husband. What do you think, thank you Will Ning come to me?"

"But...you didn't know it beforehand."

She felt a little uneasy and wanted to withdraw her hand. If the result she worked so hard to maintain was broken, what should she do?
"Wanwan, it's not that we can escape without knowing. This society has never paid attention to these things. They only care about who is close to you, who may help you, and who is your close person."

Looking at her paler and paler with a bit of pity, although he felt a little bit reluctant, he wanted to let her know that this society is far more cruel than she thought:
"If I were just an ordinary person today, and you, as a wife, planned such a case, even though I didn't know about it from the beginning to the end, when they came to my door, I would have no choice but to be slaughtered. On the contrary, if you can Tell me everything from the beginning, and with my help, maybe the plan will not go wrong."

Nodding in doubt, Mu Wan'an said softly:

"I see, I won't make such a mistake in the future. I promise."

"It doesn't matter if you make a mistake, I will support you when the sky falls, but you must tell me what happened."

Caressing her face, Song Bingjue saw a look of sleepiness on her face, so he picked her up and walked towards the master bedroom:
"I know you are tired today. I was angry when I came back today. I was a little fierce to you. I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, he kissed her lightly under the corner of the temple:
"Wanwan, you can't leave me... I just thought you were going to leave me."

Her drowsiness gradually came up, and she couldn't remember what he said to her for a while, so she fell asleep in his arms.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Song Bingjue sighed, put her on the bed, added some soothing ingredients to the incense, and then went downstairs.

The atmosphere in the living room was extraordinarily tense. Nineteen, who was wearing a black tights, was kneeling on the ground. Her complexion was pale. Uncle Li probably knew what she had done from her mouth, so he ignored her and kept his eyes down. Standing aside, waiting for Song Bingjue to come down and punish her.

"You still dare to come back."

After saying this in a flat tone, Song Bingjue took the handkerchief from Uncle Li, wiped his hands, and then sat down on the sofa facing Shijiu, "Tell me, what do you think. "

"Subordinate, subordinate..."

After hesitating for a while, Nineteen didn't know whether she should say it directly. She stared at the ground in front of her, but heard Song Bingjue say again:

"Say what you think."

"The subordinates think that Miss Mu is not worthy of the Lord!"

Biting her lip, she ignored Uncle Li's hint of winking at her desperately, and said what was in her heart:
"She has neither a prominent family background, nor can she help the Lord in her career. Her appearance, talent, and ability are not outstanding in any aspect. If you look for such a person in the crowd, you can find it. Many... I don't understand why it's her."

"Why her?"

After repeating this interesting question, Song Bingjue smiled with a little warmth:
"According to the conditions you gave, there may be many people who meet the conditions. However, Wanwan is Wanwan. She is unique and irreplaceable. There is no reason, but I want her."

He looked at Nineteen, who clearly had an expression of unwillingness on his face, and said:
"My woman, you don't need to have a prominent family background, and you don't need to be able to give me a hand. As long as I like it, she is your wife. Nineteen, your thoughts are too broad, no matter what you have in mind , hide it all for me! If in the future, I hear something unfavorable to Madam from you..."

Having said that, he paused meaningfully, and then said:
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Uncle Li, who was by his side, naturally knew Mu Wan'an's position in his heart. His old but sharp eyes looked around at the people present, and said sharply:
"Did you hear that? Madam is Madam. When she is at home, if any of you feel negligent, don't blame me for disregarding the old friendship!"

"why……"

Nineteen kneeling on the ground whispered in disbelief, her beautiful eyes were full of disappointment and heartbreak:
"I have been learning martial arts with you since I was a child, and I started to go on missions when I was nine years old. At that time, you said that you wanted me to fight for you... Since when did you become 'you', but still demand my loyalty as always? The only master I serve is you, and it is impossible for me to protect that woman who was killed halfway! She is not the wife I should protect with all my heart!"