Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

After waking up from a hangover, Xu Feifei had a severe headache. She barely sat up with her body supported, but found that there were several men lying beside her.

She screamed in fright, the remaining sensations on her body made her feel extremely ashamed and disgusted, but none of these men woke up at all, she got dressed as quickly as possible, and again Fearful and shameful, he glanced at the man closest to him. He was a friend of Wang Siyi's. His family seemed to be in the building materials business. They had met several times before.

However, at this time, it was no longer the time for her to worry about these things... She had sex with so many men, and if word got out that she would not be able to marry another rich man, she endured the discomfort in her lower body and rushed out.

France, "Dragon Palace" headquarters.

Song Bingjue was ready to leave, but Han Xiu was still a little worried, he hesitated and said:

"Devon hasn't come here at this time, will we leave first..."

"He is seldom punctual. If we have to wait for him to be punctual every time, I'm afraid we won't be able to do anything."

Putting on his watch, Song Bingjue didn't intend to wait for Dai Wen to come. However, as soon as he finished speaking, an enthusiastic male voice came over:
"Song, how can you say that? I came here on time today!"

A tall French man in a flowered shirt and white suit pants leaned against the door, with an innocent expression on his face. He had blond hair and deep eyebrows, and his eyes were a mysterious emerald green. With a romantic look, he would be a standard French gentleman.

"Shit!"

Hearing this sentimental voice, Song Bingjue's complexion became even darker. God knows that he was so unhurried because he had guessed that Devon would not be punctual. Who knew that he was so damn punctual this time!
"Why, Song, you haven't seen me for so long, don't you miss me at all?"

Stretched out his hands to Song Bingjue, Devon wanted to hug him, but he flashed past him with the box, Song Bingjue's face was not very good-looking:

"Just use this set on your lovers, don't do it to me."

"Tsk tsk tsk... I recently learned a word - 'mouth dislikes integrity', which refers to people like you. You obviously want me back, why can't you be more enthusiastic?"

Devon, who was talking to himself, fell into a deep narcissism. He pressed one hand on his chest, with a look of empathy:

"The feeling is mutual. When I was in North America, I missed you terribly. I believe that you have the same feeling as me..."

Han Xiu, who was waiting by the side, almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood. If he hadn't been with the two of them, he might have misunderstood such ambiguous words. Dai Wen's skill in talking about love is really unprecedented. no one...

Kicking Devon onto the sofa, Song Bingjue really didn't have the patience to continue spending time with him. This man was in heat almost all the time:
"You should already know the specifics. I have other things to deal with, so you will be in charge here."

"Hey! It's clear that you started the purge, why should I take the responsibility in the end? Are all Chinese people such irresponsible men?"

Dissatisfied with being caught as a coolie, Devon shook his golden hair in distress, "If it wasn't for Song, you are really good-looking, according to your behavior, I would never I will be your friend!"

"..."

Hearing this sentence, Song Bingjue's face turned dark again. He didn't want to have such an unreliable partner at all, okay? !

Seeing that Song Bingjue's face was so dark that it couldn't get any darker, and fearing that the two of them would fight at this moment, Han Xiu hurriedly reminded:

"President, it's time for us to leave, Miss Mu is still waiting for you in London!"

It was said that Song Bingjue hadn't said anything yet, but Dai Wen became excited. He cast his eyes on Song Bingjue and asked with great interest:
"'Miss Mu'? Song, it seems that your life is also very colorful!"

"Devon, please don't say a few words..." Han Xiu prayed silently in his heart, he was doing this for his own good!
However, Dai Wen didn't notice Han Xiu's eyes, he walked over without fear of death, and patted Song Bingjue on the shoulder:

"Everyone is a man, I understand your thoughts, but Song you are really hidden. I didn't expect you to be so dishonest... Call me back, but you go on a date yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Bingjue pressed Dai Wen's hand on his shoulder, and threw him to the ground neatly. Looking at Dai Wen who was lying on the cashmere stall and screaming exaggeratedly, Song Bingjue took Dai Wen with him without looking back. Han Xiu left.

Han Xiu, who was following Song Bingjue, breathed a sigh of relief. Every time Dai Wen and Song Bingjue met, he would always be beaten up by Song Bingjue until his nose was bruised and his face was bruised. If you have a bad temper, you still have to look forward to it.

"Have they made any big moves these days?"

While walking quickly towards the helicopter, Song Bingjue asked while Han Xiu restrained his mind and quickly replied:

"In the past few days, Shen Yu often took Miss Mu out. Their first stop was a cemetery not far from the manor. We checked later, and it was their mother who they went to pay homage to. But what's interesting is that the Cheng family The whole family also went to celebrate Christmas for a daughter in their family who died young."

"Then?"

"I investigated Shen Yu's background, and his father should be alive. To be precise, Shen Yu's contribution to the 'Snakehead''s existence today should not be the only one. His father played a very important role in the early days, but We have been unable to find out. As for Shen Yu's mother, it is even more of a fog. Her tombstone only has the words "Shen's" and a photo of her youth, and there is nothing else. "

Although it seems that there is a lot of information, Han Xiu knows that such a result is equivalent to no investigation. He bit the bullet and said:
"We are still investigating the follow-up, and there is no more information at present, but the more confusing it is, the more it proves that Shen Yu's life experience is definitely not simple."

"It's really not easy."

When he was fighting with Shen Yu that day, Song Bingjue realized that the person in front of him was definitely not as simple as he had imagined before. He got on the helicopter with calm eyes, and said lightly:
"I actually think that all the breakthroughs should start with Shen Yu's mother. If they are so taboo, then this woman should be the favored daughter of an aristocratic family or something."

"Yes, I understand."

Han Xiu, who understood, nodded silently. Only the influential families like the aristocratic families are the ones that the "snakeheads" dare not touch lightly, so they have to be so careful.

Ever since she and Shen Yu got rid of the knot, Mu Wan'an and Shen Yu got along much more easily and naturally, and occasionally talked and laughed during meals. She originally wanted to ask where her father was, but Shen Yu didn't take the initiative Speaking of it, she was also afraid of hearing bad news, so she suppressed her curiosity.

"Wanwan, after dinner, I'll take you out for a stroll."

After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Shen Yu smiled and said, "It's not good to keep you here all the time. After the recent things are over, you can go out and play as you like, but remember to bring Ya."

Seeing Ya who buried her head in her meal, Mu Wan'an couldn't help feeling angry. She still remembered how Ya cheated on her a few times before, and she said sullenly:

"You still dare to ask Ya to protect me? Brother, are you not afraid that he will sell me?"

"Why? Ya...he cares about you very much."

Can't help but cast a glance at Yahe who pretended not to hear and said good night angrily, Shen Yu smiled indulgently:
"Good night, he cares more about you than ordinary people, so don't be willful, huh?"

"Okay... Since my brother also said so, then I will force him to stay with me."

Slowly speaking, Mu Wan'an had a very reluctant expression on her little face, as if Ya wanted to come here on her own initiative.

After eating, she got into the car with Shen Yu. Today's weather is rare and sunny, which is very suitable for going out to play. She asked:
"Where are we going? To Greenwich or Big Ben?"

Very interested in the travel plan arranged by Shen Yu, Mu Wan'an held her chin and looked longingly, "I heard that the National Art Museum is also quite good..."

Her carefree appearance pleased Shen Yu, and he rubbed her hair, causing her to hide aside with her head in her arms. She complained a little:
"You messed up my hair!"

"Even if your hair is messed up, you are still my lovely sister."

Looking at her with fondness in his eyes, what Shen Yu wanted was her energetic appearance, and he didn't want her to still think about Song Bingjue:
"My brother is going to take you to the most fun place in the world. You'll know when you get there."

Hearing his words, Mu Wan'an couldn't help but look forward to it even more, she nodded: "Okay, okay!"

Half an hour later, a Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped at the entrance of the amusement park.

Compared to the usual bustle, this amusement park was empty at this time, the boss nodded and came up, "Mr. Shen, we have been waiting for a long time."

Looking at the extremely quiet amusement park, Mu Wan'an had a bad premonition in his heart. The "most fun place in the world" that Shen Yu said was probably an amusement park, right?
She raised a very reluctant smile, and asked cautiously:
"The most fun place you mentioned, shouldn't it be here?"

"Yeah, this is what Ya told me. He said that if you want to improve communication with you, you must start from the amusement park."

Shen Yu, who was convinced of this, said seriously.