Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"It is indeed respectful and rigorous. I just find it pleasing to the eye, without any unnecessary movements."

Trying to focus her energy in front of her eyes, before Mu Wan'an could react, she heard two gongs from below. At this time, the girl who had been guarding outside since no one knew when came in and sent the teacup, Time snacks were placed in front of them one by one.

These girls are all wearing well-fitting Suzhou embroidered cheongsams. They look about seventeen or eighteen years old, and they all have flat heads and full faces, and they look good.

After they all went down, Mu Wan'an couldn't help coughing twice in embarrassment to cover up her discomfort:

"It's like going back to the old society again."

It's really thoughtful, thoughtful and beautiful, and she seems to understand why rich people like to come here when they do business.

"Businessmen don't lack money, what they lack is power and elegance. This place can not only satisfy your thirst for power, but also add a touch of style to yourself by listening to opera, so it is naturally popular."

Although it is an elegant place, the business here is not very bright...Xu Shuo was slandered in his heart, but he would never tell her.

"Well……"

Nodding thoughtfully, Mu Wan'an can guess that this place is definitely not just a place for listening to operas, but she has already been immersed in society, and she will definitely not say anything to spoil the fun.

"There will be a period of routine work in the future. If you really can't sit still, you can go outside to get some air. It's okay."

Seeing that she couldn't sit still, Xu Shuo persuaded him gently. He was about to push the wheelchair to accompany her out, but she stopped him:
"No, I'm going to the bathroom. Just wait here for me."

Although her expression was gentle, there was a trace of stubbornness. Xu Shuo couldn't help being taken aback, then nodded with a light smile:

"it is good."

Led by the waitress, Mu Wan'an found the bathroom. Seeing the black veil, the sink with a wooden frame, and the wild flowers that were randomly inserted in the white porcelain vase, she couldn't help feeling:

It's really a complete set of decoration style...

Just as she was splashing some water on her face, Mu Wan'an heard the sound of steady footsteps behind her, and just as she was about to open her eyes to see who was coming, a black cloth covered her eyes, and immediately put her hands together He was also firmly grasped and buckled behind his back.

"Who are you? What are you going to do to me?!"

Suddenly feeling anxious, Mu Wan'an never expected that someone would attack her here!

The man didn't answer her, but the hand holding her was extremely hot, exuding a powerful feeling that couldn't be ignored.

Although her eyes were blindfolded, she could feel that his eyes were fixed on her.

"Someone will come here at any time, I suggest you better think about it."

Maybe it's because she has seen strong winds and waves many times, but Mu Wan'an was not too scared when faced with this situation. She tried her best to make her voice sound calmer:
"This is Changchun Garden, a place where celebrities gather. Once someone finds out, do you think you can still gain a foothold in high society?"

"..."

The man was indifferent, but his scorching eyes were still locked on him. Mu Wan'an felt uneasy, but a suspicion arose for no reason:
This person doesn't seem to want to hurt himself, could it be... him?
I don't know why, but as long as I think about it, those nervous and anxious moods disappear a little.

The small space suddenly fell into infinite ambiguity.

If someone lifts the black cloth gauze curtain now, they will be able to see a tall, handsome man with a blindfolded woman in his arms in the beautifully furnished and classical bathroom.

Song Bingjue looked down at the woman who suddenly became quiet and said nothing, his eyes were filled with complicated but extremely precious emotions.

After a long time, he sighed silently, but still bent down and kissed her extremely tenderly.

She just stood there quietly, letting him kiss again and again.

"Have you played enough?"

When he left, although his breath was still a little unsteady, and his face was flushed red because of his shortness of breath, Mu Wan'an still calmly asked:

"Enough playing, should you let me go?"

Originally clasping her hand tightly, the sudden force made her feel a little pain, but she still raised her face as much as possible, and said every word, coldly and mockingly:
"It seems that for you, stealing is a daily routine. If your wife and children are still outside, you dare to rape women in public. There is really no law in the world."

"Wanwan... You guessed it was me, right?"

The remaining hand stroked her small, white and tender earlobe. Seeing that she had already guessed it was him, Song Bingjue no longer concealed it, and said slowly:

"In city A, I am the law. Why do you need to ask more questions?"

He was very imposing, so even though he spoke so softly, he could still make people feel the weight of every word in it.

Hearing his shameless and arrogant answer, Mu Wan'an sneered in his heart, but his face became more calm and rational:
"You've kissed me before, why don't you ask Mr. Song to show you your hand and let me go to the theater with my friends."

"It's rare to get together, are you going to drive me away now?"

Rubbing her ear carefully, Song Bingjue took her cold tone lightly, as if he didn't hear a single word she said:
"But Wanwan has always been duplicity, and I know it."

His tone was frivolous and indulgent, which Mu Wan'an had never seen before. She knew that she couldn't compete with his thick skin no matter what, so she simply shut her mouth honestly and stopped talking to him.

"I used to think that Wan Wan would be determined and she would never do anything that would turn her back on her. I never thought...you would come here as soon as Mr. Xu invited you. This really disappoints me."

The bodies of the two were very close, and Mu Wan'an could feel the continuous heat coming from him. She didn't know why he acted like this suddenly, so she just kept her mouth shut.

"You acquiesced?"

Having said so much by himself, she didn't even change her expression at all. Song Bingjue was inevitably a little angry, but he was more at a loss. He looked at the woman who looked so indifferent as if nothing had happened, and suddenly felt a feeling that he had lost. how she feels.

"It's just an incompetent person who got up by relying on a woman."

After a long time, he spoke again in a low voice, with a hint of indifference, "Since he was able to achieve today with my connivance, I can also pull him down and throw him into the mud."

"..."

What he wants to do to Xu Shuo is a matter between them.

Mu Wan'an still didn't make a sound. Xu Shuo's scheming to get to where he is today is simply not within the scope of her concern.

"It seems that you really have a heart of stone. I originally thought that you would..."

Looking at her who was indifferent, Song Bingjue felt a sense of defeat in his heart, which made him walk on the verge of rage.

But with good self-control, he finally said nothing.

Just when the two were at war and the atmosphere was condensing, there was a sudden sound of a wheelchair passing across the ground outside, and Mu Wanan knew that it was Xu Shuo who had come.

Xu Shuo, who was pushing the wheelchair, finally stopped half a meter away from the bathroom, and he lowered his voice and said:
"Good night, are you in there?"

"I'm here."

The cloth only covered her eyes, but did not cover her mouth. Mu Wan'an responded calmly:
"You go back and wait, I can come out right away."

I didn't expect her to be so obedient, looking down at her very calm face, when Song Bingjue's mouth was raised, he heard Mu Wan'an continue to say calmly:

"A dead mouse came from nowhere in the bathroom here. I have to drive it out first."

"What? There are mice? Did it scare you? I'll call the security over right now!"

Hearing what Mu Wan'an said, Xu Shuo who was outside couldn't help feeling anxious, and besides that, he also had a little doubt:
Ji's family has done an excellent job of sanitation, how could there be mice sneaking into the bathroom?

"No need, this mouse has been killed by me and thrown into the trash can. Don't stay at the door anymore, what does it look like?"

Even if she didn't have to think about it, Mu Wan'an could probably guess that Song Bingjue's face should be full of anger at this time, and she smiled at a place she couldn't see, as if she was showing off her claws:
"I'll be right back."

"Okay, take care of yourself."

Although she didn't quite believe her words that there were mice, Xu Shuo also knew that if he forcibly debunked or questioned her at this time, it would only make their current paper-like friendship collapse in an instant.

Unwilling, Xu Shuo pushed his wheelchair and left slowly.

The wheelchair moved. After confirming that he had left, Mu Wan'an asked lightly:

"Do you want to lock me here for the rest of my life?"

"It's not impossible."

Seeing her cold expression, Song Bingjue was extremely angry, but he also knew that this was not a place to stay for a long time. He slightly left her body, and both of them sweated a little because they were too close.

"Wanwan...you are mine."

With a sigh, Song Bingjue looked at her jade-like face and said so.

"Why did you come back after going for so long? Did something happen?"

When Mu Wan'an hurried back to the box, the play was about to start, Xu Shuo smelled an inexplicable strange smell around her, his heart sank, but he still asked in a friendly manner.

"It's nothing. I just feel a little stuffy here, so I stayed in the bathroom for a while."

In fact, she kept washing her red and swollen lips with cold water from being kissed again and again, so she wasted time.

Naturally, these words cannot be said to Xu Shuo.

Mu Wan'an absent-mindedly looked at the troupe waiting for their seats on the stage, completely oblivious to Xu Shuo's increasingly gloomy expression.