Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"You're leaving in such a hurry before I finish my sentence?"

Looking at the back of her decisively leaving, Song Bingjue's eyes sank, and he said lightly:
"Are you so unwilling to see me now?"

"What do you say?"

Looking back at him, although Mu Wan'an had a smile on his face, it made people feel extremely cold:

"You might as well make some other requests, maybe I can agree to you."

"Come back tomorrow and I'll give you an answer."

Without agreeing on the spot, Song Bingjue just watched her casually nod in agreement before leaving, and then sat down.

It was just over a month apart, but Wan Wan is no longer the Wan Wan she used to be.

Han Xiu, who was silently listening to all this, never expected that the Miss Cheng family they had been looking for was actually Mu Wan'an.

He used to be secretly happy when he learned that Mu Wan'an had completely left Song Bingjue... But now, he finally understands what it means to be bound by oneself.

If the lord can take the Cheng family's daughter, both the power and the company will be further expanded.

just now...

"I didn't expect Miss Mu to be the legacy of the Cheng family... Shall we tell Mr. Cheng now?"

After all, now that the person has been found, it can be regarded as an account to the Cheng family, Han Xiu frowned and suggested.

"You have to act as if you didn't hear about today's matter. The number of people who are arranged to search can only be increased, not reduced."

It was Song Bingjue's cold voice that responded to him. Han Xiuxiu wanted to ask, but suddenly realized the reason:

He wanted to keep it a secret for as long as possible.

"Are you worried about the engagement between Cheng's family and Ji's family?"

After following Song Bingjue for many years, Han Xiu naturally realized the key to this, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart, why the Lord couldn't let her go?

"President, I think it's time for you to let go. Miss Mu already hates you very much. Instead of looking at each other and hating each other, it's better to give each other a way out."

"Can you say that again."

Hearing these words, Song Bingjue couldn't help turning his head and looked at his loyal subordinates who had followed him for many years.

When he met his eyes, Han Xiu realized how big a mistake he had made, and he quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake:

"I was the one who said something carelessly, and I asked the president to come down."

"You didn't speak carelessly, you confide in your heart."

Standing up, Song Bingjue approached him step by step, seeing the nervous and frightened expression on his face, he couldn't help but sneer:
"In the past, why didn't I realize that you have such a broad mind?"

"President, all the thoughts of the subordinates are for the sake of the organization and the group."

Anyway, it has been exposed, Han Xiu simply did not do anything, and said his true thoughts:

"Ever since you met Mu Wan'an, you have been in danger all the time. For a woman, you have risked your life many times... Sorry, my subordinates cannot agree with your obsessive behavior!"

"You keep talking."

I warned him last time, but I didn't expect him to still have such thoughts. Song Bingjue would like to hear what else he thinks.

"How about it?"

Seeing Mu Wan'an coming out, Ya, who was waiting outside Yulong Bay, hurried over to ask, Mu Wan'an's expression was not good:

"Get in the car and talk."

After sitting in the car, Mu Wan'an rubbed her eyebrows, she quickly explained the situation of the negotiation, and then said:

"No matter what, Song Bingjue's attitude has softened a bit. Tomorrow...I will go to Ji Yunhua first, and come back the day after tomorrow."

"Are you going to ask Ji Yunhua for help?"

Frowning, Ya didn't agree with this approach, that man was hiding too deeply, "At least Song Bingjue really loves you, that man...we don't even know what he wants, so asking for help is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger .”

"Who said I was going to ask him for help?"

Not so stupid yet, Mu Wan'an could not wait to roll her eyes to express her contempt, "So far, the news of Shen Yu's arrest has not been released, which shows that Song Bingjue does not want to make this matter a big deal. Naturally, Ji Yunhua I don’t even know about it now.”

"You mean, you want Song Bingjue to be overwhelmed and offer a deal?"

I also understood Mu Wan'an's intentions, but Ya was still a little worried, "Song Bingjue is calm and alert, he is not so easy to fall for."

"It's not a trick, I just made him restless."

With a faint smile, Mu Wan'an remembered the shock that flashed across his face when he took the initiative to reveal his relationship with the Cheng family just now, and felt more confident in his heart:
"Let's go, go back first. Stoudemire is still waiting for us at home."

The next day, Mu Wan'an went to Ji Yunhua's place first as planned.

He was a little curious about the fact that Mu Wan'an hadn't left the country yet:

"I remember that you were on the flight the night before yesterday. Why are you still here? Are you planning to go back to France?"

"No, Stoudemire was a bit hesitant to go to France with me that day. I thought it was related to his life, so I simply waited and let him make his own choice."

The woman who used Xiao Si as a shield could not see the slightest guilty conscience on her face, and Ji Yunhua couldn't help but feel relieved when he thought of her unique tolerance for children:

"Indeed, after all, Xiaosi lived with Song Bingjue since he was a child, and he must be a little bit reluctant to leave suddenly. By the way, I prepared Eucommia tea for you, why don't you drink some?"

Nodding absent-mindedly, Mu Wan'an took the tea Ji Yunhua made for her, "By the way, can you tell me what kind of person that old gentleman from the Cheng family is?"

Seeing her mentioning this topic, Ji Yunhua guessed that Shen Yu should have told her everything, so he no longer concealed it:
"Mr. Cheng is a hero. It can be said that without him, the Cheng family would not have the detached status in the UK today. However, contrary to his methods is his character. He treats his grandchildren very well."

……

Listening to him talking about the Cheng family all morning, Mu Wan'an thought that it was almost done, so she took the initiative to leave.

Just after sending her out, an old servant who had been with him for many years couldn't help but said happily:
"Miss Mu came to you many times, she must have listened to what you said that day!"

"No, the purpose of her coming is not for me."

During the conversation, Ji Yunhua could clearly feel that Mu Wan'an was a drunkard who didn't want to drink, as if he came here specially to pass the time... Or, to put on a play for some people.

Good night, good night, is there anything you can't ask me for?

Thinking of this, Ji Yunhua couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

As soon as he returned to the Banshan Villa, Mu Wan'an saw Han Xiu standing at the door like a door god, and that expensive luxury car.

"When did Assistant Han become my doorman? It's really surprising."

Mu Wan'an didn't have a good look at this assistant who was not used to her. She naturally understood that Han Xiu didn't like her because Song Bingjue valued him too much, and he couldn't help him due to his family background.

"Miss Mu, I have offended you so much in the past. Please don't remember the faults of villains and forgive me."

Bowing deeply to her, Han Xiu apologized expressionlessly, which made Mu Wan'an even more amused:
"Han Special Assistant, if you don't really apologize, don't come to apologize. I don't need your apology either. Why put on such a condescending appearance to displease others?"

As she said that, she walked in without turning her eyes. Sure enough, she saw the man who was sitting on the sofa with Xiao Si in the hall.

"Don't come here without any problems, Mr. Song."

She was betting that he would come over irresistibly. When she saw Han Xiu just now, she knew that she had already gained the upper hand in this round.

Throwing the bag on the sofa, Mu Wan'an sat down on the sofa opposite Song Bingjue, with no surprise on her face:

"You are here, what's the matter?"

"Didn't you agree to come over today to discuss the terms of the deal? Miss Mu suddenly broke the appointment. It seems that you don't care much about your brother's affairs."

Remembering that he had been waiting at home for a long time this morning, but what he was waiting for was the news that she had gone to Changchun Garden, Song Bingjue felt angry. He looked at the woman in a cheongsam and managed to restrain himself:
"I came today to know, what is your acceptance range?"

"The conditions must be according to your wishes. However, you should stop talking about asking me to marry you. I will not marry you. "

Looking at the man in front of him, Mu Wan'an said plainly, as if he was just talking about some daily life:
"My attitude was already very clear yesterday, I hope the conditions you put forward today can be more realistic."

"Since this is the case, I can only retreat to the next best thing."

He knew that there was a trap waiting for him, but Song Bingjue still came. He looked at Xiao Si beside him, his eyes gradually softened:

"Stoudemire should be recorded under the names of both of us. He is our common child."

"..."

Things have gone around in circles, isn't it back to the same place again?
Doesn't it mean that two people have to register their marriage under the names of two people?

Can't help frowning, Mu Wan'an was about to refuse, but heard Song Bingjue speak again:
"That's my bottom line, in the same way you don't have to fulfill your marriage obligations, you can go to France or never come back."

"Are you going to lock me up forever?"

This condition was both strict and loose, and Mu Wan'an couldn't understand what Song Bingjue was thinking.

"It's also locked me up for the rest of my life."

He murmured in a low voice, then raised his head, "A marriage in name only can bring Shen Yu's safety... I don't think there is a better deal than this."

"I'll have to think about it."

Even so, Mu Wan'an didn't want to agree to him so quickly, she always felt that there was some kind of trap behind it.

"If you are worried, we can sign a contract."

Taking out the paper and pen, Song Bingjue looked up at her, the obvious distrust on her face hurt his eyes deeply:

"With the guarantee of the contract, I can't deny it."