Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"...I, I know..."

Shocked and took a step back, Chen Xinxue embarrassed her pale face, "I will definitely be cautious in my words and deeds in the future."

The police who were waiting for them to deal with the internal conflict did not expect that the host would just let the violent woman go, and asked hesitantly:
"Mr. Song, Ms. Chen's behavior violated—"

"This is the Song family's family business, so don't worry about the police comrades."

Before the police finished speaking, Song Bingjue's eyes made him speechless, and his cold eyes gradually sank:

"Everyone has worked hard for today's incident. I hope that follow-up reports on the incident will not appear in the media."

Arriving at the Second Hospital, Mu Wan'an looked at Xiaosi who was lying on the bed and fell asleep, and couldn't help reaching out to caress his little face, and then retracted after a long time.

When she walked out of the ward, Mu Wan'an's face was full of gloom. If it wasn't for the hospital's ban on smoking, she would have wanted to buy a pack of cigarettes to relieve her stress.

"You care about that kid?"

Ji Yunhua, who was following her, saw that the corners of her eyes and brows were full of sadness, and asked softly:

"May I ask why?"

"I don't know why... probably because I grew up in an orphanage."

Mu Wan'an also felt a little confused about her strange state of mind, but then she felt relieved:
"It's knowing that every kid doesn't want to be abandoned that's why he's been so kind to him."

Looking at her determined and soft eyes, Ji Yunhua's words came to his mouth, but he still didn't say it in the end, he moved his eyes away a bit:

"Then have you ever thought about what to do in the future? Judging by the situation, Chen Xinxue will never treat this child well; Song Bingjue is like ignoring everything. He wants to grow up safely and smoothly. Difficult."

"According to the normal procedure, the top priority is to find his biological parents."

With a sigh, Mu Wanan knew that this was tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack:

"But several years have passed, and I'm not sure if I can find it smoothly. I'm really not at ease if I continue to let Xiao Si stay in Song's house."

"Have you ever thought about adopting him yourself?"

This is the only feasible method right now, and it also depends on whether the Song family is willing to let him go, Ji Yunhua said calmly:

"Although there are age requirements for the guardians of adoptive children in China, I can clear up the relationship for you. The only thing to consider now is Song Bingjue."

She knew what he meant.

Mu Wan'an's heart is desolate now, she pulls herself up and thanks him:
"It's getting late. Thank you anyway today. I'll take care of Stoudemire."

"Don't push yourself too hard, just ask if there is anything I can help with."

With a gentle smile, Ji Yunhua left first.

The corridor of the hospital was cold and long. Mu Wan'an looked at the twilight sky and sat on the bench outside the ward.

Stoudemire has been in a coma. According to the doctor who made the rounds, the child seems to have not had a good rest for a long time, so he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he fell asleep.

These words made Mu Wan'an feel even more distressed. She didn't sleep well for a long time and was hung upside down. How did Chen Xinxue usually treat this child?
She didn't dare to go back, so she just sat on the chair outside.

"What's going on at the hospital?"

Back in the study, Song Bingjue took off his coat and handed it to the housekeeper who was following him, "Keep an eye on that side secretly, don't let anyone find an opening."

"Yes."

After responding, the housekeeper's usually mean and indifferent face showed a trace of hesitation, and finally said boldly:
"My lord, Miss Mu is guarding outside the hospital now, do you want to go over and have a look? By the way, clear up this misunderstanding."

"No need."

After saying this, Song Bingjue's hand unbuttoning his clothes gradually stopped, and finally said:

"Arrange it and don't let her know my whereabouts."

"Yes."

Unexpectedly, Song Bingjue would agree, a gleam of joy flashed across the butler's face, and then he restrained himself and said:
"I'll go down and make arrangements."

The night is already deep.

There was silence in the corridor of the hospital. Occasionally, a night nurse would pass by. Mu Wan'an couldn't sleep at all. The current situation made her unable to close her eyes.

Song Bingjue... Now that this name is mentioned, Mu Wan'an only has a deep sense of powerlessness, tearing away the eyes of him when he was passionately in love, he turned out...to be such a person.

Did you notice the steady footsteps coming from the other side of the corridor? Mu Wan'an thought it was a nurse who came to check the night, but she just lowered her head and didn't raise her eyes.

Until a pair of shoes appeared in her vision.

Raising her head in surprise, Mu Wan'an looked at the person, her face turned cold instantly:
"What are you here for?"

Seeing that his expression was as cold as ever, Mu Wan'an suddenly felt an unspeakable grievance and resentment, but his face became more ironic:

"If you don't enjoy the joy of your family at home, what are you doing here? Do you come here to give your father's love? Or, do you think, at this time, you still want to enjoy the blessings of everyone?"

"You calm down."

Seeing the agitation on her face, Song Bingjue frowned, his hand reached out to hold her shoulder, but she opened it all at once.

"Don't touch me!"

Opening his hand, Mu Wan'an felt sick looking at him now, she stood up and turned her head to look at him:
"Don't you feel disgusted? You look like a good father and husband in front of you, but you are doing these things in the back... I am really blind, so I will leave Xiaosi to you with peace of mind."

"I said, calm down!"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became. During her struggle, Song Bingjue pressed her shoulder forcefully, forcing her to stare into her eyes:
"It's not what you and I want to see when things develop to this point! Do you understand?"

Maybe it was this sentence that brought back some of Mu Wan'an's rationality. A lot of tears welled up in her eyes, and she stopped struggling. After knocking his hand off her body, she said word by word:
"I don't know."

Both of them looked at each other with vengeance, Mu Wan'an looked at Song Bingjue's cold and angry face, and suddenly calmed down.

"I've thought about it a lot. Maybe you have difficulties, maybe you have some unavoidable reasons... As long as you tell me, you tell me now, I, I can understand."

This is also her last hope, and also his last self-esteem.

After staring at each other for a long time, Mu Wan'an was the first to look away in disappointment, and her spirit was also the first to collapse:
"I should have known... I should have known."

Looking at her disheartened, Song Bingjue moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just said coldly:
"There is no difficulty, and there is nothing for you to understand."

"I see."

Seeing him like this, she withdrew her gaze in disappointment, waved her hands indifferently, and Mu Wan'an said lightly:

"I only have one request now."

"what?"

"I want to adopt Xiaosi."

Looking at Song Bingjue, Mu Wan'an's tone no longer had the excitement just now, as if he was talking to a robot:
"You have also seen that Chen Xinxue will never let Xiaosi go. I didn't mean to be against you on purpose... If Xiaosi can cut off the relationship with the Song family, it will be good for you and me."

"Do you think I'll let him go at this time?"

What she meant by doing this was to completely disown the Song family and herself. Song Bingjue's eyes darkened, "For the sake of the Song family's reputation, I will never let him leave the Song family at this time."

"The Song family's reputation? Do you think it's appropriate for you to talk to me about this at this time? Is it meaningful?"

As if hearing something funny, Mu Wan'an sneered, "Chen Xinxue will naturally reveal the Song family's affairs clearly to the media, you just need to keep an eye on her, don't worry, I adopted Xiaosi No one else will know."

"Impossible is impossible."

Not knowing how to refute her words, Song Bingjue felt at a loss for the first time and was at a loss for words. In the end, he just turned around in a little embarrassment:
"I have nothing to tell you, you should die."

Watching Song Bingjue's leaving back, Mu Wan'an's originally high fighting spirit collapsed in an instant, and she even bent her back slowly, squatting on the ground and sobbing silently.

"Song Bingjue..."

The whole person curled up on the cold floor, and Mu Wan'an thumped the floor hard, feeling only endless coldness.

"Will I live with you in the future?"

Seeing what Xiao Si wrote on the paper, Mu Wan'an, who was taking out the shredded chicken porridge from the thermos, couldn't help being stunned, and then looked at the child sleeping on the bed with complicated eyes.

How much did Xiaosi hear the conversation between her and Song Bingjue last night?

"Would you like to live with me?"

This matter cannot continue to be kept hidden from him, Mu Wan'an organized his language before asking him:
"If you live with me, you may have to leave the place where you grew up, and you may not be able to live the superior life before... You will not have a father in the future. In this case, are you still willing?"

"Ah."

Without hesitation, Xiao Si nodded, and he tilted his head to look at her, and wrote down the question in the notebook he carried:
"Will you find me a new father?"

"This……"

Looking at this question dumbfounded, Mu Wan'an gently touched his little head:
"I don't know about these things, but if one day I meet someone, I will definitely ask Xiao Si for advice, okay?"

Nodding heavily, Xiaosi stopped talking, and Mu Wan'an waited for him to take a nap before walking out lightly.

"Have you thought it through? Have you really thought it through?"

As soon as she called, Song Jiajia's excited voice came over:
"You have to think clearly! What will others think of you if they find out about this?"