Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"It seems that you know everything about domestic affairs."

Hearing her tone, Song Bingjue's eyes gradually sank, and he grabbed her neck with his backhand:

"You'd better make it clear."

"Cough cough..."

The urgency and suffocation on the neck made Chen Xinxue so uncomfortable that she could not speak. She struggled desperately and showed her favor:

"I, I just... have been asking friends in China to help me pay attention to the Chen family—"

"You'd better be as quiet as you say."

Seeing that her face was getting paler and her struggle was getting weaker, Song Bingjue let go of her hand with a look of disgust. Chen Xinxue suddenly fell to the ground, and she fell on the ground in embarrassment, coughing for a while before recovering:

"I almost thought I was going to die in your hands just now."

"If you continue to do some small things behind my back-especially move my mobile phone without my permission, I think you will indeed die in my hands."

"You know? It's just that you said something to your little lover, and you just grabbed me?"

Reluctantly supporting her body and getting up from the ground, Chen Xinxue pulled her slipped shoulder straps, and said:

"Pingping is your own son, why don't you care about him at all? Instead, it's because of such a woman that she shot at me?"

"Who does this child belong to? I think you know better than anyone else."

Unable to sneer, Song Bingjue opened the door and looked at the woman sitting on the ground:

"My relationship with you is not so close. If you come in and out of my room in the future, don't blame me for throwing you and your son out together."

"Good good-"

With a slight smile, Chen Xinxue agreed in a soft voice knowing the current affairs, and a trace of artificial helplessness flashed across her delicate face:

"However, since I've come back, can you draw a line with women like Mu Wan'an now?"

"Chen Xinxue."

His cold and endless chill voice came over:

"Don't take me for a fool, and don't try to meddle in my life, understand?"

Stirring the coffee in her hand restlessly, Mu Wan'an has been waiting here for more than an hour, and the sky is getting dark. She doesn't know if Song Bingjue will come, so she can only wait here foolishly.

She texted him... In fact, she didn't know if he would come or not.

"Good night, has he gone? No matter what, cheer up and ask all the questions you want to ask!"

Casually clicked on a message from Song Jiajia, and saw the cheering expression she sent, Mu Wan'an bent her mouth slightly, and even the depression that had been waiting for him for a long time dissipated a little:

"Do I seem to be such a timid person..."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the coffee shop was pushed open. Mu Wan'an looked up, and the person who was late for more than an hour finally appeared, and he sat down in front of her with apology:

"Sorry, the phone information was deleted by her, and I just found out."

"It's okay, I'm looking for you, it's not because there is something shady about it."

I really want to pretend it doesn't matter, but Mu Wan'an can't control her desire for the truth:
"I found that there is no way to bypass Chen Xinxue in our current conversation."

"What do you want to know?"

After a moment of silence, Song Bingjue asked, his eyes were like a deep pool, quiet and cold:
"I hope you can give me enough trust. During this period of time, you can choose to travel or expand your business abroad. I don't want you to be involved."

"Is there anything I can't know?"

Can't help but feel ridiculous at his words, Mu Wan'an frowned in understanding and displeasure:

"Song Bingjue, I'm in love with you, I'm not your vassal, do you understand?"

"I have never regarded you as a vassal. On the contrary, I have been trying to integrate you into my life. I can promise you everything else, but this one, no."

His eyes gradually sank, Song Bingjue tried to make himself look more peaceful, and held her hand on the table:

"Promise me, don't ask why."

"Keep me away for a while? How long?"

Hearing his words, Mu Wan'an's hopeful face finally gradually dimmed, and she suddenly felt that she couldn't get any warmth from Song Bingjue:

"Is it a week, a month, a year...or a lifetime?"

"Trust me, I'll take care of this right away."

Seeing her cold expression, Song Bingjue sighed, "Chen Xinrao's return this time is indeed unexpected. I don't know what purpose she came back with... Wanwan, don't make trouble."

Is she making trouble?
Mu Wan'an only felt more and more wronged, she suddenly withdrew her hand, and her tone became colder:

"I just came here today to give an explanation. I can see that all of Chen Xinxue's behaviors today are done under your deliberate connivance. She came back with your own son - that's right, but , what kind of person you are, I can't be more clear."

"Since you know my character, you shouldn't ask me."

He came out in a hurry, which must have aroused Chen Xinxue's vigilance. Song Bingjue pondered for a while, and said firmly:

"If you ask me out for these things, then we should not meet again in the future."

"Ah--"

Even though he had already guessed that he would not speak before coming here, Mu Wan'an couldn't help laughing at himself when he heard such words:

"What else could Chen Xinxue come back for? Money, fame, and you."

"Late night..."

As soon as the words were settled, Song Bingjue felt a little serious, and now hearing her say that again, he couldn't help calling her name.

"Actually, I don't care at all what she wants."

This is also the first time she has talked with him so openly since the trip to Osan:

"The problem between us never lies in these people and things that pop up out of nowhere, but between you and me."

"Like I said, I will take care of Chen Xinxue's matter soon. Don't worry, and don't be too sensitive."

When she said this, Song Bingjue realized something was wrong. He frowned and said word by word:

"There is no problem between us, it's because you think too much."

"In the past, you tried every means to make me be honest when I was in front of you."

She has never been a person who likes to share her thoughts, Mu Wan'an thought of those experiences when she stumbled here in the past, and she wanted to laugh:

"Now, I just want to know the truth behind this, is it so difficult? I did what you asked me to do, how about you?"

"I said, Wanwan, don't ask any more questions!"

The hands on the table couldn't help but clenched into fists. Seeing her crying silently, Song Bingjue felt extremely painful in his heart, but he still said forcefully:
"You can ask me other things, as long as I can tell you, I won't hide it from you."

"Oh, really……"

Noticing the astonished gazes of the waiters passing by her, Mu Wan'an realized that she had burst into tears before she knew it.

She quickly wiped away her tears, took out a dozen thick newspapers from her bag, and spread them out in front of Song Bingjue:
"Can you explain this to me? As long as you can explain it to me, I will never pester you again."

Looking at the stack of newspapers following her words, Song Bingjue frowned on the wedding photos published on it:
"Who told you this?"

"If you don't have ghosts in your heart, why should you be afraid of someone telling me? As I said a long time ago, there are no real secrets in this world."

Looking at his expression, Mu Wan'an instantly understood everything: everything Chen Xinxue said was not groundless.

"It turns out that what she said is true...Speaking of which, I also want to thank her."

Feelings come and go, and in the end it's just nothing.

What's more, this relationship was originally based on deception.

Silently made a substitute for someone else... He still refuses to admit it until now.

Looking at the face similar to her own on the yellowed old newspaper, Mu Wan'an felt sick, she tore up the newspaper, and then looked at him:
"Is it so difficult to admit all this? Is it so difficult to tell me frankly that you just use me as a substitute?"

"This face... that's right, I'm really stupid. A woman who was kicked out of the house, with mediocre beauty and no use value. I didn't even meet you before. I was originally from two worlds. How could I be so stupid? Do you believe what you say?"

Supporting the sofa behind her, Mu Wan'an stood up. She looked at the man who hadn't said a word since she saw the newspaper, and with the last ounce of hope, she asked decisively:

"You still won't tell me, will you?"

"You don't have to know."

Seeing her chest heaving and falling with anger, Song Bingjue's expression became more and more gloomy, and he raised his eyes to look at her:
"There are some things you shouldn't have meddled in. Pretending not to know is the best protection for you."

"Yeah, I shouldn't have interfered in the first place."

He said this to himself, and Mu Wan'an only felt that he was really crazy to fall in love with the man in front of him:

"From the beginning, you have this mentality that you don't need to let me know, right? You never thought of respecting me, and pushed me away from your world time and time again."

"I said, sometimes it's better for you not to know these things."

Today she was going to be deadlocked with him on this matter. Song Bingjue only felt a headache and felt ashamed. He looked at the stubborn woman:
"If you insist on asking, then we don't have to talk anymore. Continuing to ask endlessly like this will only lead us into endless quarrels."

"indeed."

Up to this point, I still don't want to make it clear.

Mu Wan'an was completely disheartened.

She looked at him with an extremely pale expression.

"I'm going to be honest with you for the last time."

Taking a deep breath, she felt extremely difficult to say every word below.