Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Too lazy to talk to him, Cheng Wujiu couldn't tell what it was like, thinking of himself who was the same as Cheng Wushuang before, he really regretted it.

No matter how messed up Cheng Wushuang is, he is the eldest son of the Cheng family in the limelight. The ability is a head shorter than the uncle.

Heart gradually sank, Cheng Wujiu's whole body fell into an ice cellar, her complexion was very ugly, Cheng Wushuang who was beside her noticed her abnormality, and patted her on the shoulder:

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

"Um……"

Responding absent-mindedly, Cheng Wujiu broke out in a cold sweat when he remembered how he and Cheng Wushuang looked the same before.

Seeing that she was always looking out of the sky, Cheng Wushuang didn't bother to talk to her, and he looked at Song Bingjue with a smile:
"It seems that you have been recognized by my grandfather, and it is just around the corner to marry Sister Wan'an back!"

"I'm afraid there is still a long way to go."

The current situation is not clear. Although Song Bingjue had a plan in his heart, he never showed it. He said lightly:

"If Cheng Gong doesn't let go, I won't leave here."

"For the sake of good night, sister, you can do this. As a man, I feel very touched... Sister, you should feel sorry for him, and at least give him a good face."

While talking, Cheng Wushuang looked at Mu Wan'an who had been standing by the window. Although he knew that she was his cousin who had been missing for many years, to him, there was not much change:

"My Brother Song has never been like this before. When he meets you, he is fascinated. Only you have such magic power... No matter how Brother Song offended you, you also think that he treats you For the sake of deep love, please forgive him!"

He has always been glib, but when he speaks for Song Bingjue, he is unexpectedly sincere. Even if Mu Wan'an doesn't like Song Bingjue, he can't take his anger out on others.

So she just looked at him and smiled softly, "I don't have any disputes with him, I think you just want me to quarrel with him."

"Then why don't you sit with Brother Song? I remember that you two were very affectionate before, but you didn't envy us single dogs to death!"

With innocent eyes open, Cheng Wushuang's face was full of disbelief. Mu Wan'an had no choice but to walk towards Song Bingjue step by step:

"If you get too close to him, grandpa won't let him go first. Instead of making grandpa feel dissatisfied with him, it's better to keep a distance now."

Cheng Wushuang was satisfied with this explanation, and he nodded in great agreement, "That's right, so it turns out that sister, you are thinking about long-term solutions... much more than I think. It's all because my brain is useless!"

As he said that, he knocked on his head in frustration, and his self-pity made Mu Wan'an smile even more, "What does it have to do with you? This is our own business, but let you follow us Worrying together is my fault."

As she said that, she sat down beside Song Bingjue very naturally, and the two of them were intimate, and they didn't seem to have any discord.

"Yes, yes, you used to be like this!"

Seeing them sitting together, Cheng Wushuang smiled until his eyes narrowed, but after a while, his face fell down again, looking very depressed, "But I always feel that there is something wrong... Where is it?"

Being stared at so directly by him, even Mu Wan'an, who prides herself on being so good at face, is inevitably nervous and embarrassed at this time, she couldn't help but say:
"Is there anything wrong? I think you did it on purpose."

"Ah, I know!"

Couldn't help clapping his hands excitedly, Cheng Wushuang stepped forward, under Mu Wan'an's puzzled gaze, took Song Bingjue's hand, put it on Mu Wan'an's waist, and pushed Mu Wan'an towards Song Bingjue .

After doing all this, he said with satisfaction:
"You should be like this, this is much more pleasing to the eye than just now!"

Looking at him childishly, Mu Wan'an didn't know for a moment whether he did it on purpose or just unintentionally, but since he didn't expose him, she could only endure the warmth on her waist, "You are the only one at home. You have a lot of ghost ideas, you have the time to stare at me every day, why don't you think about the important things in your life for yourself."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Cheng Wushuang's expression froze. He froze for two seconds and then shook his head:

"Why do I think about these? Grandpa and my dad will naturally take care of everything for me. I don't want to toss so long like you... just marry back when the time comes."

It was easy to say this, but Mu Wan'an only felt sad when he heard it. Maybe this is the helplessness of the big family?Marriage is not a choice, and most of the time marriage is treated as a transaction.

"I think you just need a wife to control you well. They are all in their 20s and haven't been in shape all day long."

When Mu Wan'an was a little sad, Song Bingjue, who had been silent all this time, said lightly with admonishment, "No one can be a child forever, and now the Cheng family can clean up the mess for you, but when you take over the family responsibility , can you take responsibility for yourself?"

"Then wait until Grandpa and the others choose a good wife for me!"

In a nonchalant manner, Cheng Wushuang grinned with disapproval.

He looked at the two of them again, and then joked:
"You haven't married my sister yet, and you've always regarded yourself as my brother-in-law, and now you're starting to control me... How anxious are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the old man's angry voice from above his head:
"He can't marry me Wuxia, and he wants to take her away just after Wuxia came back? No way!"

Everyone looked at the second floor as if waking up from a dream. The old man who walked out of the study room slammed the ground heavily. He stared:
"There are traitors like you in the family! You and your father are not good things to me! You are helping this kid behind the scenes! I think you are trying to drive Wuxia away!"

"Oh my grandpa, you can call me a wolf-hearted dog, but my dad likes sister Wuxia. Since sister Wuxia came back, my sister and I have to stand back!"

Speaking of this, Cheng Wushuang couldn't help pouring out his bitterness, "If I had known what Aunt Wen looked like, I would have brought her back to show you, so that my father would not always say that I wasted time, I didn't bring Sister Wuxia back earlier to have a look."

Seeing his distressed appearance, the old man couldn't help showing a smile. He walked down slowly with the support of his eldest son, and said:

"I'm to blame for this matter. When Wuxia came back, I was only interested in being happy, but I ignored your feelings... Wushuang Wugui, how are you doing lately?"

"I'm like that anyway, neither good nor bad, grandpa, you have to make it up to me."

The first to speak was Cheng Wushuang, and as soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Lixin couldn't help but glared at him:
"I think it's you, kid, who is out of control again, and you're not too big or small in front of grandpa!"

Raising his hand to stop his son from stopping, the old man was cheerful, and he said nonchalantly:
"I see children have to be so noisy, don't you have to become a little old man like you to be happy?"

After finishing speaking, the old man looked at Cheng Wujiu again, his tone was gentle, "How is Wujiu recently?"

"Grandpa, I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

Cheng Wujiu, who was asked, quickly stood up and replied, Mr. Cheng looked at her so cautiously, although he sighed in his heart, he still praised her face:
"Wu Jiu is much more sensible than before, which is good, after all, she is a big girl."

Cheng Wujiu, who was praised by his grandfather, smiled, and then sat down quietly.

It was the first time Mu Wan'an saw such a peaceful Cheng Wujiu, so she couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

It was raining outside, and the old man was a little tired. Seeing this, everyone left with interest. Mu Wan'an and Song Bingjue were going to play the inseparable couple. Naturally, they walked together, while Cheng Wushuang and Cheng Wujiu is walking behind them.

Someone followed, Mu Wan'an could only chat with Song Bingjue casually, she asked in a low voice:
"How did you arrange Xiaosi? You have been out for so long, is it really good to let him stay in the country alone?"

"Everyone has to learn to grow up. He is no exception."

For Xiaosi's arrangement, Song Bingjue was only concise and to the point. Although his hand was always on her shoulder, his tone was indifferent:
"If I'm not mistaken, your brother has returned to France now. There is no other problem except for his health and general needs."

"Then his identity..."

Can't help but frown, Mu Wan'an doesn't know what he should do in the future, if he goes back to France directly like this, wouldn't the mainland notice anything?

"He is no less scheming than me. Since he did this, he must be fully prepared. I am not in the country now, and I don't know what specific arrangements he has made."

The voices of both of them are very low, so they don't worry about being overheard by others, but it shows that the two are very close.

"Sister Wuxia and Brother Song have such a good relationship."

Feeling emotional, Cheng Wushuang couldn't help frowning when he saw that his cousin walking beside him had been staring at Song Bingjue:
"Wugui, don't think about it in the wrong way. Your grandpa and second uncle will naturally have a conclusion about your marriage. Besides, that is sister Wuxia's boyfriend, and she will also be her future husband."

"What are you talking about?"

A little guilty, Cheng Wujiu looked away, Cheng Wujiu didn't expect that even a careless person like him could see his thoughts, so grandpa and the others...

His face turned pale with fright, Cheng Wujiu hurriedly explained:

"I just think that my sister and Mr. Song have a good relationship, and I feel very envious, so I take a second look. Who do you think I am?"