Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Trying to control her emotions, Mu Wan'an explained the matter clearly, and Song Bingjue's brows frowned immediately. Nineteen left, and before he had time to recruit new people from Europe to protect her, At present, there are basically no clues... In an instant, many thoughts flashed through his mind, but he still said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry, I'll be there soon. Maybe Stoudemire went to play elsewhere."

In fact, they all know that this possibility is extremely small.

Trying to maintain his composure, Mu Wan'an replied yes.

Not long after, the teachers and staff who had searched around every corner of the kindergarten came back. Their faces were full of anxiety. Mu Wan'an suddenly became depressed, and the principal also said angrily:
"Where can a child go? How could it just disappear like this? Keep looking!"

Mu Wan'an cheered herself up, and she said to the principal:
"Wait a little longer, my husband is coming soon, let's see what he says first."

Hearing that Song Bingjue was coming soon, the principal became more and more panicked, and Mu Wan'an quickly comforted him:

"The responsibility for this matter is not on your shoulders. Bingjue is not the kind of person who doesn't distinguish between black and white. He won't blame you."

After hearing her words, the headmaster felt relieved a little, and she arranged for a few teachers to lead the other parents to leave one after another.

In less than 10 minutes, Song Bingjue arrived here, and his eyes immediately saw Mu Wan'an sitting there with a pale face and an uneasy expression. She was holding a bottle of water tightly in her hand, and she was in a state of panic. On the brink of collapse.

"Late night."

The crowd automatically made way for him, and he quickly walked up to her, leaning down slightly, his eyes full of worry:
"It's not your fault... the most important thing now is to find Xiaosi."

"..."

Looking up at him, Mu Wan'an had self-blame in his eyes, "I thought it was safe here, but I didn't expect Xiaosi to disappear in front of my eyes like this... Now there is no news or clues, where will he go? "

"Others want to take him away, even if you want to guard against it, you can't prevent it."

Thinking of the news that his subordinates got today, a dangerous light flashed in Song Bingjue's eyes, "Our top priority is to know who took Xiao Si away. It's useless for you to blame yourself here."

Speaking of this, his tone was a little harsher, "Since you believe that it is your fault, what you have to do at this time is to actively find a solution."

What he said made her wake up in an instant. She saw the seriousness on his face. Although she was still very depressed at the moment, she still cheered herself up, "I know, I will be fine."

After calming her down, Song Bingjue turned to look at the principal who had been holding his breath, "Where is the monitoring room? I'm going to have a look."

"We have already checked the monitoring, there is nothing special..."

Said that she also made an effort, the principal was trying to muster up the courage to say something, but was interrupted by Song Bingjue:

"I'm going to the monitoring room."

Although the person in front of him is something he can't afford to offend, but the headmaster didn't want to lose face in front of so many people, so he boldly said:
"At this time, Mr. Song should go to the police instead of watching our surveillance cameras back and forth. This is doing useless work..."

"Even if the police come, the first thing to do is to check your surveillance."

Casting a cold glance at the woman, Song Bingjue looked impatient, "Or, is there anything in your surveillance that I can't see?"

Shocked by his attitude, the principal took a step back. He shuddered, and suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was not an ordinary rich man. The Song family was so powerful that he could make this seemingly principal step down anytime. !
"Yes yes yes... I was too cautious."

He winked at a teacher next to Song Bingjue, and the headmaster had a flattering smile on his face, "Teacher Li, lead the way!"

Bringing Mu Wan'an to the monitoring room, Song Bingjue asked someone to call out the monitoring of the school gate and the back door, Mu Wan'an couldn't help but feel a little puzzled:
"What do you see the surveillance here doing? Could it be that Stoudemire from here..."

"Since the kindergarten is closed, the person who kidnapped Xiaosi will inevitably go out from these two places. The more you can't see the conspiracy, the more open and aboveboard it must be."

His eyes sank, and Song Bingjue's eyes were fixed on the screen. Everything seemed to be normal inside, and there was an endless stream of people coming in and out, until a man who was pushing a bucket of sewage and wearing a school staff uniform walked out of the gate with his head bowed.

"stop."

Signaling Han Xiu to pause, Song Bingjue fixed his eyes on this man. The time when he appeared was less than half an hour from the time when Xiao Si last appeared in the surveillance. This bucket of water can just hide a child. How can we transport the hog buckets out?

A trace of deep doubt flashed in his eyes, Song Bingjue asked in a deep voice:

"Will the school usually send out buckets of sewage at this time?"

"Huh? Why would the kitchen send out the bucket of soaking water at this time?"

The principal, who was waiting cautiously, also noticed something was wrong, and she immediately explained:
"Usually we only arrange to deliver the hog bucket at night. After all, there must be something wrong with this thing! I'll call the people in the kitchen right away!"

After saying that, she ordered to go on, and within 3 minutes, everyone in the kitchen came over, the principal glanced at it, and immediately frowned:
"Why did only ten come? Isn't there one more?"

"Principal, I don't know what happened to Uncle Wang who delivered the bucket of water today. When we found him, he fell on the ground and his identity is unknown. He is lying in the rest room now. If you want to see him, we can bring him here now."

The leader spoke out the facts hesitantly, and the people present immediately understood what was wrong, and the principal turned his questioning eyes to the man standing in front of the surveillance screen.

"It's useless to ask him now."

Song Bingjue frowned as he tapped his fingers on the table very regularly. He turned his head and told Han Xiudao:
"Immediately call the monitoring on the highway, and we must find out where he went."

"Yes."

After receiving the order, Han Xiu immediately went out to handle errands.Mu Wan'an was stunned by the huge amount of information. The conspiracy behind it was obvious, but who would target the Song family so frantically?

"Who would do this? Who would do this to a child?"

"It's still unknown at the moment. But if you want to attack the Song family, you should be prepared to be destroyed."

Squeezing the center of his brows, Song Bingjue showed a look of fatigue, and he said good-bye to the worried Mu Wan:
"Wanwan, let's go back and talk about something. This is really not a place to talk."

Looking at the principal and teachers who were still surrounding her, Mu Wan'an nodded, "That's fine."

Seeing that the great god was finally leaving, the obedient principal was relieved. She sent them away respectfully, then sighed, and gave a vicious slap to the restless young female teachers under her command. Warning eyes:
"One by one, they don't want this job anymore, do they? They even set their minds on Song Bingjue!"

"If our school can establish a relationship with Mr. Song, it will be beneficial and harmless..."

A beautifully dressed young woman is a bit unwilling to be authentic, her face is full of desire and shyness:

"Besides, a woman is enough for this kind of rich family? Didn't Mr. Song have an affair with a female celebrity before? I'm not bad, why can't I?"

"Hmph. Everyone still has such big ambitions."

His majestic eyes swept around the young female teachers present, and the principal intentionally woke up the female teachers in front of him who were determined to fly to the branches to be phoenixes, and said meaningfully:
"Today, his own son is missing. Ordinary people have long been holding on to this kind of stepmother. Look at Song Bingjue. Did he say anything serious to Mu Wanan after he came? If so, you Still want to be Mrs. Song? It's just a dream."

Several female teachers looked at each other, and they all saw unwillingness in each other's eyes, but they didn't dare to say it in front of the boss, so they could only lower their heads and say in unison:

"understood."

Back home, Mu Wan'an handed everything over to Uncle Li who was standing at the door to greet him, and walked in in a daze. Song Bingjue, who had been watching her silently behind her, suddenly seemed to have noticed something. Uncle Li, who hung his head and said nothing, asked meaningfully:
"Uncle Li, master has returned to China, do you know?"

"Old slave..."

Originally extremely nervous, Uncle Li suddenly said something wrong, a trace of panic flashed across his face, and then he lowered his head:

"I... I didn't know it until not long ago, it seems that Mr. has already known it."

Without saying anything, Song Bingjue was about to leave, but he paused slightly, and said meaningfully:

"I never keep people who serve the second master wholeheartedly. Uncle Li, don't forget."

"Yes."

Uncle Li was shocked, but still lowered his head cautiously, as if he didn't know anything, "This old slave knows how to measure."

"Then do you know where Xiao Si is now?"

"He was..."

Startled by this sudden question, Uncle Li almost told the truth, but replied at the last second:
"Didn't Master Xiaosi be taken to school by his wife? Why would you ask me this question, sir?"

"Ah……"

Smiling contemptuously, Song Bingjue pretended not to know anything and left here.

Watching the back of Song Bingjue leaving, Uncle Li rubbed the sweat on his brow, he sighed, Song Bingjue's aura was too strong, even a weather-beaten old man like him couldn't handle it.