Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Xu Shuo's seemingly light words were like a pebble thrown into the calm water, causing countless ripples.

"Are you saying that I'm old?! Xu Shuo, are you crazy? I'm only in my twenties... How can I have to have my skin tightened?"

That being said, she was so flustered that she couldn't care less about competing with those Filipino maids, so she threw herself in front of the dressing table:
"Am I old? Am I old..."

The longer he spends with Wang Siyi, the more he knows her lifeline. He looked at the woman whose spirit seemed to be two points out of order, and frowned in disgust:
"You were promiscuous and took drugs when you were a teenager, and now you want your skin to look better?"

"...No, no, Xu Shuo, did you say that to me on purpose?"

Suddenly understanding something, Wang Siyi looked at Xu Shuo, with a sneer on her face:
"If I were Mu Wan'an, would you still despise me so much? What's so good about that woman? Why didn't you cherish it before? Why did you suddenly wake up at this time?"

Signaling the group of Filipino maids to go down first, and when only the two of them were left in the bedroom, Xu Shuo gestured to Wang Siyi to please sit down. Wang Siyi looked pale, but heard him speak unhurriedly:
"It seems that you are really a pig's brain. I never woke up - I have always loved her."

Hearing these words, Wang Siyi's face instantly showed a furious expression, but after thinking about Xu Shuo's words, she laughed eccentrically again:
"If you really loved her, would you indulge Jiang Chunmei and Xu Feifei to bully her for three years? Would you marry me for my Wang family's property?"

"It seems that you are quite self-aware. You also know that I married you for the sake of the Wang family's business."

There was a gentle smile that was harmless to humans and animals, but there were merciless words in his mouth:
"Up to now, there is nothing to hide from you. The Wang Enterprise, which you are proud of and has been cleaning up the mess for you, will soon change hands."

"What did you say? Xu Shuo, do you really think everything will go smoothly?"

As if hearing some joke, Wang Siyi proudly touched her slightly protruding belly, her face was full of complacency:
"This child is yours, no matter how much you deny it, you can't deny it. Speaking of which, thanks to me, a devotee, you can continue the incense..."

"Then take good care of your baby. Save more property for your child."

This woman is really disgusting. Seeing that she was still immersed in her dream, Xu Shuo didn't say much. He just smiled and pushed his wheelchair out of the bedroom.

When passing the living room, Xu Feifei sat upright and watched TV with a sluggish expression, but her eyes were slack and she didn't have the slightest energy.

If you look carefully, you will find that her arm is also covered with new wounds and old scars. Xu Shuo left indifferently without saying a word.

After Li Nian came to the office to report for three consecutive days, Mu Wan'an was really scared. She hid in a milk tea shop near the studio half an hour before Li Nian came.

She was sitting by the window and could monitor effectively. As soon as Li Nian left, she would go back to work.

The woman sitting by the window seemed to have come out of the previous gloom. She had cut off her long hair and only had short hair that reached her ears. She looked younger and brighter.

At this moment, she was biting the straw, staring vigilantly in a certain direction, sometimes worried and sometimes distressed, her little expression was so agile that a faint smile appeared on the lips of the people in the car.

"President, you have been out long enough today."

Han Xiu, who was sitting in the front row, couldn't stand it anymore, and he tried to persuade:

"The most important thing at this time should be to take care of your body, not mess around here with Master Xiao Si."

Glancing at Xiao Si who was staring helplessly at the car window, Song Bingjue coughed twice, holding back the surging blood:
"Nothing, just wait a little longer."

Although he really wanted to knock him out and drag him back, seeing the joy in his eyes, Han Xiu had no choice but to give up.

"Take advantage of this time to report on your work."

Seeing the gloomy look on his subordinate's face, Song Bingjue thought he was worried about the group's affairs, so he spoke lightly.

"It's already this time, where is the mind to report to work?"

After enduring and enduring, finally couldn't take it anymore, Han Xiu punched the steering wheel heavily:
"President, with all due respect, I know you value Mu Wan'an, but in order to save her, you only lost half your life! At this time, she still misunderstood you! I beg you, go back and take care of yourself now. Come out and deal with Li Nian again, can't you?"

"fool."

Han Xiu originally thought that he would be punished for saying such presumptuous words, but he didn't expect Song Bingjue to say such two words lightly.

"what?"

He didn't understand what the president meant.

"I can tell at a glance that you are a stunned young man, and you have never experienced the taste of love."

Even though there was a dull pain in the chest every time he said a word, Song Bingjue's words were filled with a hint of a smile:
"If you really like someone, even if you are hurt to pieces by her, you can still have fun."

"If you said these words to Miss Mu, how could she misunderstand you?"

Han Xiu actually didn't know much about what happened that day, so he sighed and continued to wait here.

It wasn't until Mu Wan'an returned to the studio that Song Bingjue gave the order to go back.

"came back?"

Seeing that one big and one small came back, Jiang Ning raised her eyebrows, and directly ignored the stupid big man who followed Song Bingjue and Xiaosi:
"Continue to act with you like this, and my acting career will be over."

"It will take a while, but you don't have to come here every day to report."

Sitting down on the sofa, Dr. Ning immediately came over to check on his injury. Seeing that it had healed a lot, he couldn't help laughing with satisfaction:
"In about half a month, the wound will heal. At that time, you don't have to be so careful. During this period, you still can't touch the water."

"..."

Seeing the hideous and terrifying wound on his body, Xiao Si frowned, instinctively showing a distressed expression.

Facing Xiaosi, who had always been paralyzed, showing such an expression, Song Bingjue couldn't help smiling, and reached out to touch his little face:

"It's okay. When Dad's wound heals, I'll get Mom back. Before that, Xiao Si must be obedient."

"Well."

Rarely uttering a monosyllabic word, Stoudemire took out the pen and paper that he carried all over his body, and wrote what he wanted to say:
"Then can I secretly find Wanwan to play by myself?"

"Of course you can."

Stretching out his hand to touch his head, Song Bingjue's eyes were pampered, but more lonely.

When the people around him dispersed, Jiang Ning looked at the man sitting opposite her, his brows were stained with a touch of worry, and couldn't help laughing:

"Before the implementation of your bad plan, I reminded you that it's a pleasure to abuse your wife for a while, and chase your wife to the crematorium. Sister An was very angry that night. I think you are all unlucky this time."

"You don't need to talk too much."

As long as she would make trouble, Song Bingjue glanced at her coldly, and Song Bingjue was also thinking about what he had seen in the past few days.

Except for the day of "catching rape", her mood had obvious ups and downs. In the next few days, she... was too dull.

"I always think it's strange what Sister Goodnight asked that day."

Taking an apple and chewing on it, Jiang Ning was also worried about the progress of their relationship, so she took the initiative to express her conjecture:

"Her attitude seems to be waiting for you to say 'This is fake'. And her sentence 'Ask you one last time' is even more so."

"She is not an unreasonable girl. After these matters are settled, I... will explain to her personally."

When Jiang Ning mentioned it, Song Bingjue also felt more and more uneasy. He rarely had such strong emotions, and it actually made him feel like fear.

"You still don't understand women too well."

Sighing, Jiang Ning shook her head as soon as she thought of Mu Wan'an who was leaning on the wall and resolutely leaving:

"Sometimes it takes a woman to make a decision in an instant. If you break her heart, it will be hard to get back. No matter how long it takes to make up for it later, it will be irreparable."

"..."

Song Bingjue didn't speak any more, he just closed his eyes and rested his mind.

"This is?"

After receiving a large bouquet of roses from the postman, Mu Wan'an accepted the bouquet under the gossiping eyes of all the employees.

"I'll come and see! Who sent you off!"

The other employees didn't dare, but Song Jiajia couldn't stop her gossip for a moment, snatched the greeting card from the flower, and read it aloud:

"I hope you can be happy every day. The best wish to you. Who sent it? Oh~ It's our senior Li Nian!"

After finishing speaking, Song Jiajia winked at her, as if she had something with Li Nian.

"I think brother is confused."

Shaking her head involuntarily, Mu Wan'an touched the flowers, which were still covered with dew, very fresh:
"Divide these flowers and put them in your own vases."

"Hey! These are the flowers that the senior gave you. Is that how you divide them?"

Seeing her holding such a large bouquet of flowers and distributing them around, Song Jiajia felt a little pity for her senior:

"He likes you so much. If you divide the flowers he gave you like this, he won't know how sad he will be."

"I don't like him, but accepting these flowers will cause him to misunderstand and will only cause more harm."

They were handed out from desk to desk, and soon there were only a few perfume lilies left in her hand. Mu Wan'an sniffed the fragrance of the flowers, and inserted them into her vase.

"Senior Li Nian is so good, do you really not think about it?"

Following behind Mu Wan'an, Song Jiajia still felt that it would be too violent to miss such an infatuated seed player:
"Just waiting for you for so many years for him, I think he will treat you well."