Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"I believe!"

Just when Mu Wan'an was being criticized by thousands of people, and everyone was waiting to see her jokes and wait for her to make a fool of herself, the man walked out from behind, let go of Mu Wan'an's hand, and came in front of everyone.

Song Bingjue gave Mu Wan'an a comforting look, and when he turned to Wang Siyi, his gentle eyes suddenly became strange and cold.

"Miss Wang, you keep saying good night, cheated in marriage, and fell in love with another man within a few days of divorce. Could it be that Mr. Xu also found another woman in less than a few days, and married this woman so much? wine?"

While speaking, Song Bingjue turned his disgusted eyes on Wang Siyi, as if he was looking at a disgusting garbage.

Wang Siyi didn't expect that Song Bingjue would stand up for Mu Wan'an. The dangerous oppressive aura emanating from the man made her hold more vicious words in her throat, unable to utter them.

Xu Shuo's dark eyes lingered from Song Bingjue to Mu Wan'an, but as the protagonist of the topic, no one paid attention to him at all.

She stared at Wang Siyi with scorching eyes. She couldn't bear the man's majestic and oppressive gaze, and she retreated to Xu Shuo's side, putting her hands on Xu Shuo's shoulders. With him around, she seemed to be a lot harder: "We are condemning Mu Wanan now. Regarding the matter of pushing Feifei down the stairs, Mr. Song, you can't turn right and wrong in order to protect her, and let Feifei suffer this innocent disaster in front of everyone, right?"

"Conversing right and wrong? Miss Wang's words are serious. Whether it's good night that pushed people down, you don't count..." Song Bingjue was condescending, his lowered eyes were full of contempt.

"Why not!" Wang Siyi said anxiously.

"It doesn't matter what I said. There are cameras everywhere in the venue. Instead of being suspicious of each other here, it's better to call out the surveillance." Song Bingjue glanced at the position above the stairs just now.

There seemed to be a 360-degree rotating camera installed there, and the position where Mu Wan'an was standing before was not a dead spot for monitoring, the whole process must have been recorded by the camera.

Everyone's gaze followed Song Bingjue's upwards, and only then did they realize that after the incident, the Wang and Xu families had been blaming Mu Wan'an all along. The truth of the matter could only be seen through the monitoring.

Just when the monitoring was about to be called, the unique siren of an ambulance sounded outside the hotel, and everyone's attention was attracted. Jiang Chunmei even rushed to the door of the hotel, grabbed the doctors and nurses who had just got off the car, and was in a hurry He brought people to Xu Feifei's side.

"Doctor, hurry up! My daughter was pushed down from the upstairs, please save her quickly, and don't let anything happen to her!" Jiang Chunmei kept begging.

The doctors and nurses wearing masks couldn't see the expressions on their faces clearly. They formulately asked Jiang Chunmei to stand far away so as not to affect their transfer of patients.

Curious crowds also gathered around, wanting to see how Xu Feifei was hurt.

For a moment, Song Bingjue and Mu Wan'an were squeezed out of the crowd.

Mu Wan'an looked at the man's knife-like handsome profile, and thought of what he said in defense of himself just now, she was a little moved and moved.

"Song—Bingjue."

Changed from Mr. Song to Song Bingjue again, the corners of the man's lips curled slightly, and the smile on his face was almost imperceptible.

"Huh?" He turned around.

"Let's go back." Mu Wan'an took one last look at Xu Shuo from the crowd, and after saying this to Song Bingjue, she turned and left without hesitation.

Song Bingjue did not miss her last decisive and indifferent glance, since the goal has been achieved, there is really no need to stay any longer.

Three steps in parallel, Song Bingjue caught up with Mu Wan'an, and the two left side by side.

The crowd dispersed, Xu Shuo watched Xu Feifei get into the ambulance and turned back, Mu Wan'an was no longer there, even Song Bingjue was gone.

He looked for the two of them calmly, but Wang Siyi's distraught voice came from behind: "This Mu Wan'an is really annoying, I just wanted to invite her to our wedding, I didn't expect her to be so vicious, not only It hurt Feifei and messed up our wedding!"

As she said that, Wang Siyi leaned against Xu Shuo coquettishly, as if she wanted to get some comfort from the man.

Xu Shuo withdrew his gaze, straightened Wang Siyi's body without any trace, and pushed the wheelchair: "I told you back then, don't invite that woman over, you just won't listen!"

Wang Siyi quickly followed, pushing Xu Shuo's wheelchair, with a soft and soft voice: "I just don't want her to cling to you and think about you all day long. I want her to know that you are mine, and let her give up on you!"

He raised his chin proudly.

The man's body froze, a faint light flashed in his deep eyes, his face was still full of love: "Today is our wedding, don't let her spoil our good deed, go back to the wedding and continue."

Wang Siyi nodded heavily, pushed Xu Shuo back to the hotel, gathered the guests who had dispersed in twos and threes, and the wedding went on as usual.

……

Mu Wan'an waited for Song Bingjue to park the car and walked home together. The small figure at the door had never missed an appointment, quietly waiting in front of the door, and a black shadow several times his height was projected on the ground.

"Small."

Song Bingjue walked up to the child, habitually wanting to pick up the child, but Song Xiaosi sideways, avoided Song Bingjue's hand stretched out towards him, and stood straight in front of Mu Wan'an.

A pair of innocent and clear eyes stared at Mu Wan'an, her heart almost softened, she softened the expression on her face, bent down, and hugged Song Xiaosi in her arms.

"Xiao Si, good boy, did you have a good meal tonight?"

She didn't forget the child's dependence on her during this period of time. Neither she nor Song Bingjue was at home at night, and she was quite worried that the child would not eat obediently at home.

Song Xiaosi buried his head in Mu Wan'an's neck, sniffed the warm and pleasant smell on the woman's body, and nodded imperceptibly.

Mu Wan'an stroked the child's back twice, and was about to walk in with him in her arms, when she looked up, she saw the man's slightly sullen expression.

Only then did I realize that Song Xiaosi escaped Song Bingjue's embrace and threw himself towards him...

She suddenly felt happy and guilty.

Does he feel like he's taking his baby away...

"Let's go."

The man's dullness was only for a moment, and he returned to his previous cold and alienated appearance, walking ahead of the two of them first.

The scene just now, I have to say, was beyond Song Bingjue's expectations, but he didn't feel that Mu Wan'an had snatched his child away.

On the contrary, when he saw the two of them embracing each other, a warm feeling of home came from the bottom of his heart. When he turned around, the slightly upward arc of the corner of his mouth showed his good mood at the moment.

"Sir." Seeing Song Bingjue walk into the living room, Uncle Li put down what he was doing.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Wan'an walked in with Song Xiaosi in her arms.

"Uncle Li, prepare some food for us." Song Bingjue ordered while loosening his tie and walking upstairs.

"Miss Mu, didn't you go to the wedding banquet of Wang and Xu's family? Why, aren't you full?" Uncle Li couldn't help being curious.

Mu Wan'an shook her head: "I didn't eat at all."

"Then I'll get the kitchen ready." Uncle Li maintained the butler's good rest, and asked questions to the limit, focusing on the needs of the master.

"Just get some." Worried that the kitchen would cook too many dishes, Mu Wan'an followed into the kitchen worriedly.

By the way, I asked, "Has Xiaosi eaten tonight?"

"You are not here, the young master only ate a little tonight." Uncle Li answered truthfully.

Mu Wan'an, who was hugging Song Xiaosi, heard this and frowned pretending to be angry, "Little boy, you are not good, even if Dad and I are not at home, you should eat well, you know!"

Song Xiaosi just looked at Mu Wan'an with big clear eyes, not sure if he listened to her words.

Seeing Song Xiaosi's serious and cute appearance, even if Mu Wan'an pretended to be angry, he couldn't pretend to be angry for long, and he defeated him in one fell swoop, messing up the child's soft short hair as if venting his anger.

"Cough cough."

Song Bingjue, who had changed his clothes, happened to see this scene and coughed lightly.

Mu Wan'an quickly straightened Song Xiaosi's hair, and walked out of the kitchen with the child in her arms.

"The kitchen is already being prepared. Stoudemire didn't have a good meal tonight. Let him eat with us later."

Song Bingjue nodded, took the initiative to take Song Xiaosi and put him on the chair, and sat across from them.

The food was prepared in the kitchen and served, Mu Wan'an thoughtfully picked up the food for Song Xiaosi before picking up her own bowl, and was about to deliver it to her mouth when a peeled lobster suddenly appeared and landed in her bowl.

Mu Wan'an was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head to look at the calm and calm man in front of her without knowing why.

"Eat more, you are too thin."

With that said, Song Bingjue put a few more ribs into Mu Wan'an's bowl.

Mu Wan'an couldn't refuse, her eyes flickered as she looked at the dishes in the bowl.

Regarding Song Bingjue's attitude, she was afraid that she would think too much and end up being sentimental, but she was also worried that if she kept pretending to be stupid, what if it was true...

Holding the bowl, she secretly glanced at the man who was eating seriously.

She has just come out of a failed marriage, and she has no extra energy to deal with feelings.

Song Bingjue noticed that Mu Wan'an hadn't moved his chopsticks, and the obvious struggle on her face made him realize that his actions were a bit hasty.

He winked at Song Xiaosi, who was eating quietly, and Song Xiaosi, who was a kid, immediately understood, but he remained calm as if he was teasing Song Bingjue's appetite.

Song Bingjue's eyes sank, and he picked up Song Xiaosi's most hated carrot and put it in his bowl, with an obvious threat.

Song Xiaosi had no choice but to take his short chopsticks and put a piece of ribs in Mu Wan'an's bowl. In order to let her see, he even knocked on the side of the bowl. The crisp sound brought Mu Wan'an back to his senses. .

Seeing that it was Song Xiaosi who picked up the food for herself, Mu Wan'an smiled lovingly, touched the child's head, put the food in his mouth and chewed it lightly, and gave Song Xiaosi a thumbs up encouragingly: "It's delicious!"