Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"In the past, when you looked at Xiaosi more than once, you felt disgusted. Why are you clamoring to see him now?"

Not showing any mercy to him, Song Bingjue knew that his sudden mention of Xiaosi at this time definitely had another purpose, so he said calmly:
"Xiaosi went to play."

"Where did you go to play? Call him back quickly. Grandpa is here, shouldn't he go home and have a look?"

Knowing that Xiao Si is definitely not going out to play, Mr. Song calmly said, originally Xiao Si's bargaining chip was prepared by him to completely take Mu Wan'an away, but now he can only use this as a request to let him let Chen Xinrao go.

Looking fixedly at his father who was holding the winning ticket, Song Bingjue laughed softly, and said directly without going around the corner:
"It seems that you took Xiaosi away."

"What are you talking about?!"

There was a surprised expression on his face, Mr. Song looked extremely innocent, his brows were tightly frowned, "From what you mean, Xiaosi didn't go to play at all? He disappeared?"

"Yeah, the grandson you have been hating for a long time is gone. Do you feel that one thing finally goes your way?"

Watching him continue to act coldly, Song Bingjue said in a cold tone, "It seems that God is still kind to you."

"What nonsense are you talking about here? Although Xiao Si has flaws, he is also my grandson! The Song family can afford to support him!"

Frowning, Mr. Song tried his best to show his importance and love for Xiao Si:

"He just can't talk!"

"You're wrong again."

Slowly interrupting his words, Song Bingjue patted Mu Wan'an's hand that was holding him tightly because of anger, and then turned to look at Song Zhenguo:
"Stoudemire can talk, but he doesn't talk to people he doesn't like."

His face flushed red with anger from his words, Mr. Song tried his best to stabilize his emotions, and looked at him:
"It doesn't matter whether he likes me or not, I am his grandfather, this is irrefutable! Could it be that grandfather can't even see his own grandson these days? How can there be such a reason?"

"Why do I feel something is wrong? Listening to your conversation, is Stoudemire missing?"

Trying to bring the topic back to Xiao Si, Chen's father looked at Song Bingjue in shock, and turned his condemning eyes on Mu Wan'an:

"It's because we trust you, because Xiaosi likes you, that we have been swallowing all your behaviors. I didn't expect you to lose Xiaosi! My poor Xiaosi...he is the only thing my eldest daughter left me. I thought about it..."

Speaking of the emotional part, Chen's father even shed two tears, which looks really touching!

Being accused of other things by him, Mu Wan'an can go back with confidence, but only in the matter of Xiaosi, she can't do this.

She was silent.

"My grandson!"

Seeing that the sharp-tongued Mu Wan'an had nothing to say, and Chen's mother also knew that Xiao Si was her Achilles' heel, so she also waved a small handkerchief and burst into tears:
"It took eight lifetimes of bad luck to meet this kind of nanny! Enjoying such good treatment, I lost my precious grandson in the end! I suspect that she did it on purpose because she wanted to become Mrs. Song. Lost it!"

"I'm not! Madam Chen, before you find out the truth of the matter, I advise you not to spout blood."

Although she was very guilty of losing Xiao Si, Mu Wan'an was unwilling to let others maliciously speculate on her. She looked at Mother Chen who was crying extremely falsely, and said firmly:

"If you are really worried about Stoudemire, what you have to do now is not to keep accusing me here, but to find a way to find Stoudemire."

"It's reasonable for you to lose the child, right?"

Knowing that she couldn't speak against her, Chen's mother gave her a contemptuous look, and said bluntly:
"Bingjue, you must give us an explanation for this matter. Xiao Si is not only your son, but also our grandson. You can't even give up your own son just because you like Mu Wan'an!"

"A person who can give up his own daughter for the sake of wealth, what right does he have to teach me here?"

He was merciless towards his father, and Song Bingjue would not show any face to this "mother-in-law". He just glanced at her lightly and then turned his attention back to Song Zhenguo who was still angry:
"It seems that the status of that woman in your heart is still as high as ever. If you didn't retain a trace of reason, you might just give up the Song Group to the Chen family."

When Chen's father and Chen's mother heard this sentence, they were stunned for a moment, and then they looked at each other, seeing deep doubts in each other's eyes. The son who is known to have spoken out all his thoughts, his eyes are full of anger after being told about the incident:
"What nonsense are you talking about here? What do you think you know? I advise you to ignore these things! Don't think about saying these things to change the subject!"

Glancing at Mu Wan'an, who was tightly protected by him, the old man snorted coldly, "This woman has lost the blood of our Song family, and she can no longer stay by your side no matter what... As for Xinrao, I'll ask you In a word, are you going to let it go or not?"

"This question is beyond my ability to answer."

As if with a business-like attitude, Song Bingjue said slowly:
"She broke the law, and she should ask the public prosecutor about this matter, instead of asking me here. Or, father, do you think this is still City A that you controlled by yourself back then?"

"Whether this is City A that I controlled or not, you are my son, there is no doubt about it! If you want to continue to maintain this peaceful state, you must give me a word today, Chen Xinrao, you To let it go, or not to let it go?"

The tall man in front of him is the successor brought out by himself. He is as indifferent and courageous as he wants, but if he doesn't listen to his own words, then it's useless!
Seeing the cold light reflected in the old man's eyes, Song Bingjue's expression gradually cooled down, and he put forward his own conditions with a sense of casual sarcasm:

"Since you gave way first, then I won't ask for more, and send Xiaosi back."

"Didn't Xiao Si lose this woman, Mu Wan'an? Why is she here with me?"

Seeing that he was loose, Mr. Song still couldn't be reconciled. He had an expression that was none of his business, "A woman who doesn't care about your son, why do you keep her by your side?"

"Not to mention that Wan Wan doesn't care about Xiao Si, if according to your theory, a grandfather who doesn't care about my son, will I kick you out too?"

Looking at Song Zhenguo's face that was instantly livid with anger, Song Bingjue showed a smile, extremely alienated and indifferent:

"Since you tried your best to get Xiaosi to you, then I won't pick it up. After three days, if Xiaosi doesn't come back, then you can wait for Chen Xinrao's news to be broadcast!"

"Master, this...if this happens, Xinrao will be completely ruined!"

Hearing what he said, Chen's mother was taken aback. At this stage, she didn't expect to be able to drive this vixen away. Anyway, Jiang Ning was equally threatening:

"We still agreed!"

"Then what do you mean, when Xiaosi finds him, you will release Xinrao?"

He didn't expect that he was pressing so hard, but he still protected that Mu Wan'an!
There was a trace of unwillingness in Mr. Song's eyes, but there was no better way right now, so he could only agree:

"As long as Xinrao can come out safely, I won't pursue anything else. As for Xiao Si, he will come back later."

"So, it's really you who picked up Stoudemire?"

There was no trace of unnaturalness or shame on the old man's face. Seeing Mu Wan'an was very angry, Song Bingjue grabbed her hand and asked:

"Throwing a child into a bucket of boiling water and bringing it out, and then using it as a threat...Father, you are really my good 'dad'."

Song Zhenguo's face, which had just recovered a little bit, sank again when he heard these words of guns and sticks, and he patted the sofa, "If you didn't even listen to me, why would I make such a bad move? Even if there is something wrong with Xiao Si, it is also the blood of my Song family!"

"Old man, as I said before, Stoudemire is not sick. Like all children of the same age, he can run and jump, he can be sad and happy, what gave you the illusion that he is" What's wrong?"

Hearing him repeatedly emphasizing that Xiao Si "has something wrong", Mu Wan'an frowned tightly, her face was full of questioning:
"What's wrong with him? It's also the blood of your Song family. I think you don't want to admit the existence of Xiao Si at all?"

"Where is it your turn to intervene in the matter here?"

Not wanting to argue with a woman like Mu Wan'an, Mr. Song snorted contemptuously:
"Are you pregnant and gave birth to him in October, or are you the wife Song Bingjue is marrying? You are nothing, what position do you have to ask me here? I really don't know what to say!"

"Because she is the woman I, Song Bingjue, identified."

Noticing her slightly tense body, Song Bingjue knew that she was annoyed by Mr. Song's attitude towards Xiaosi as if he treated an object, so he directly issued the order to evict:
"If you come here to humiliate my wife and children, then please leave. Keeping you here will only make us unhappy."

"I'm back in China, why, don't let me live with my son, do you want me to live in another place?"

I didn't expect him to be so rampant to himself now, Mr. Song felt a little embarrassed, and when he was about to say that he would stay here and not go anywhere, Song Bingjue said quietly again:

"It's been a few days since you returned to China, and you haven't come back here?"