Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"Are you admitting that you are interested in Song Bingjue's money?"

But the middle-aged aunt seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, grabbing a few words in Mu Wan'an's words and began to play:
"Still justifying myself, speaking as if it is noble!"

"Auntie, please listen to me too."

Even though she was aggressive, Mu Wan'an still looked at her with a smile, as if looking at an ignorant child:
"Emotions can't be proved. But if I really worship money like you said and have no feelings for Song Bingjue, after I have found my brother, I should kick him."

These words were agreed by most of the people present, and one of the more fair guests also said:

"Indeed, your brother's wealth and wealth are not comparable to that of ordinary people. It is really not something that ordinary people can do to buy a villa in the middle of the mountain with all the money."

"Thank you."

Thanking the guest who testified for him, Mu Wan'an continued to speak indifferently:

"As for what Auntie said about 'prostitutes' - I gave you a name for what you said, shouldn't you care?"

"The 'prostitute-girl theory' is too vulgar and unrealistic. According to biological research, the time for a person to continuously and strongly secrete dopamine is no more than four years. After four years, the hormones subside and love fades. From time to time, love turns into a more stable family relationship."

Looking at the aunt fixedly, Mu Wan'an showed a bright smile when she said this, a little cunningly:

"I believe that you and your husband are the same now, with more family affection and no more love. Then at this time, your husband is still giving you a family. Are you a prostitute?"

What he said was well-founded and polite, and the audience in the audience were taken aback for a while.

The person sitting in the guest seat can quit, the auntie slapped the table viciously, stood up and stared at her:
"My husband and I have obtained the certificate! Why do you say that!"

"Among the couples who have not obtained a certificate and are in a passionate relationship, is the woman a prostitute?"

With a cold smile, Mu Wan'an's whole body was full of aura, and she said without fear:

"Do you think that when a woman is with a man, she must ask for something? Isn't your words objectifying women? This kind of social cognition is really terrible. However, what is even more terrible is that the one who looks down on women the most is precisely People who are also women."

An interview that was originally intended to criticize Xiaosan was abruptly changed by Mu Wan'an.

She turned her head to look at Chen Xinxue who was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face, and said seriously:

"I'm ashamed to have been a mistress, but I don't think I've ever felt sorry for you after being mistressed. The one I'm most sorry for is myself."

"You're right..."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chen Xinxue could only pretend to be magnanimous and responded in this way. After she finished speaking, she said:

"However, I still hope that Miss Mu will stop doing such things in the future. The impact is really bad."

"With your good words, I also hope that I will never meet such a person again in the future."

With a friendly face, Mu Wan'an said sincerely:
"I also hope that Ms. Chen can grow old with President Song forever."

Walking out of the live broadcast room, Mu Wan'an's aura suddenly weakened. She walked to the bathroom, poured several handfuls of cold water on her face, looked at herself in the mirror with a tough face that seemed invulnerable, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Song Jiajia, who was following her, looked at her friend who was smiling in the mirror with cold water all over her face, and said worriedly:
"Good night, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me..."

"I'm fine...hahahahahaha..."

Mu Wan'an, who was still laughing non-stop, laughed until her stomach ached. She squatted down, and although she was still laughing, a drop of tear fell on the ground.

Seeing her crying, Song Jiajia couldn't help crying. She hugged Mu Wan'an, "Good night, it's okay, it's okay... But it's just falling in love with a scum, it's just a scum!"

"I'm so fucking blind!"

Listening to Song Jiajia's comforting words, Mu Wan'an cursed, and then laughed at herself:
"But what can I do? Jiajia, let me tell you, I'm really crazy... I thought I had forgotten him, but when I was standing on it just now, I was still thinking, if he could Come here, if you can arrive at the scene, I will forgive him... I am so useless!"

"Good night, good night, don't be like this!"

Seeing the despair gradually stained in her eyes, Song Jiajia froze for a moment, and hugged her more tightly. At that moment, she suddenly felt that she seemed to lose her forever...

"It doesn't matter if you can't forget for a while, you still have a long time, you are only in your 20s, and you will meet many people... Good night, don't do stupid things, have you forgotten your brother? Shen Yu, Ya, Jia Shu, by the way, and Xiao Si, do you want to abandon us?"

Holding back her tears, Song Jiajia choked up and said, she carefully observed Mu Wan'an's face, and saw that her mood had gradually stabilized, so she helped her up and washed her face with cold water:

"This time the matter is over, good night, Stoudemire is yours, you must cheer up."

"yes……"

As if she had found hope in a desperate situation, Mu Wan'an's eyes gradually returned to the usual spirit, she nodded:

"You're right, I still have Xiaosi, Jiashu, and brother..."

Seeing her like this, Song Jiajia felt sad, but she didn't dare to shed any more tears, for fear of causing her sadness, so she just turned the topic aside:
"You performed very well today, that's all we have to do. Let's go to the hospital now. Stoudemire is still waiting for you."

"Ah."

Barely pulling himself together, Mu Wan'an walked towards the parking lot with Song Jiajia's support.

Fortunately, the parking lot was closed. When Song Jiajia drove out, she saw many reporters surrounded by the main entrance, surrounded by Chen Xinxue, who seemed to be asking something.

"This time, she really got what she wanted."

After spitting hard, Song Jiajia didn't bother to care about it, stepped up the accelerator, and drove towards the hospital.

On the way to Xiao Si's ward, many people cast contemptuous or sympathetic glances at her, but Mu Wan'an pretended not to see them, and walked quickly to the ward.

The room was as quiet as ever, but there were two more people.

The familiar tall figure standing by the window, and Ya lying on the sofa carelessly, made her burst into tears in an instant.

She choked up and asked:

"Brother... Ya, why are you here?"

Seeing her coming, Ji Yunhua presumably wanted to chat with Shen Yu for a while, so he took Xiao Si and left first.

In an instant, only the three of them were left in the room.

Seeing her wiping her tears clumsily, Yaxian was at a loss for what to do, and then handed over a pack of toilet paper:

"Wipe it."

It was hard to stop the tears, Mu Wan'an's eyes were still red, and it was hard for her to make her voice normal:

"Brother, did you come back because of my affairs? I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me. "

She still remembered that Shen Yu's identity was difficult to bleach, and every time she came to the mainland, she was undoubtedly taking risks.

Turning around, Shen Yu's face was obviously angry, but after seeing her red eye circles, the anger seemed to dissipate a lot, and finally he just let out a long sigh:
"You are my younger sister... Only when I see that you are safe, happy and successful can I feel at ease."

He walked up to her, looked at the way she was holding back tears, and felt extremely painful in his heart, but he still held her in his arms, and patted her shoulder gently:

"I've said long ago that Song Bingjue is unfathomable, and he is deep-minded and unwilling to talk to others. If you follow him, you will definitely get hurt."

"I-I know..."

After touching his warm embrace, Mu Wan'an's tears still fell, she was out of breath:

"Brother, I really hurt...I really regret...why didn't I listen to you..."

"Silly sister."

Seeing her in such pain, a trace of forbearance and gloom appeared in Shen Yu's always clear eyes:

"Don't worry, brother will definitely seek justice for you."

"Shen Yu is here?"

No surprise to this news, Song Bingjue could probably have guessed that now he wished to cut himself alive.

"Yes, according to our people, Shen Yu and Ms. Mu have been there for a long time. Because Ya is here, our people dare not go over to inquire."

Thinking of Shen Yu who is extremely sister-in-law, Han Xiu couldn't help being silent for a while, and then suggested:

"Should we tell Shen Yu about our plan, so as not to misunderstand him?"

"Do not."

Raising his hand to stop his subordinate's intentions, Song Bingjue had doubts in his deep eyes:
"The matter this time is not that simple. Except for the people of 'Dragon Palace', we are not allowed to disclose it to outsiders."

Mu Wan'an, who cried a lot, soon fell asleep due to lack of physical strength and sadness. Shen Yu looked at her who was already asleep on the bed, and said deeply:
"Mr. Ji, you followed me all the way to the Banshan Villa. If you have anything to say, it's time to say it."

Ji Yunhua, who was standing beside him, smiled lightly, and stepped forward to tuck Mu Wan'an in the quilt, "Mr. Shen should know better than me what I want to say."

"Since you know, then you should understand that she is my sister, Shen Yu, and has no connection with that family at all."

Both of them knew each other well, Shen Yu said coldly, he took Ji Yunhua's hand to tuck Mu Wan'an up, his eyes were cold:
"The Cheng family has plenty of unmarried ladies for you to choose from, but my sister belongs to me only."

"The Cheng family has entrusted Song Bingjue to search for people in the mainland. They must have gained something. I believe that in a short time, Mr. Cheng will know about your existence."

Although it was painful to be held by Shen Yu, the smile on Ji Yunhua's face did not fade away. He said softly:
"I believe your father doesn't want you to return to the Cheng family, nor does he want you to be discovered by the Cheng family."

"Are you threatening me?"

Slightly raising his eyebrows, Shen Yu looked at this man who was the same age as himself:

"Of course I will protect her, don't bother you."