Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Not long after, a group of people came silently.

People go to the empty alleys, and the faint smell of blood permeates and hides in the stench.

In the crowd, a strong man with a scar on his face sniffed the smell in the air, frowned, then looked at the overturned trash can, and said to the leading man, "Head, they should have just Leaving soon."

In the lead, the man has handsome features and slightly raised phoenix eyes. He is wearing a dark Chinese tunic suit, and his figure is as tall as a bamboo.

He was leaning on a slender cane in his hand, with a prostrate golden dragon lying on the top of the cane, which was held in the palm of a snow-white hand.

Hearing what the strong man said, his expression was indifferent, and his tone was cold: "Since we left, let's go back too."

The strong man paused, a little unwillingly: "But, Mr. Smith..."

Hearing this, the man's phoenix eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his head slightly to look at him, obviously there was no disturbance, but it still made people feel a little fear: "A wine barrel, what are you afraid of?"

Just a man who can only bully women.

If he remembered correctly, the failure of Smith's cooperation this time was entirely his own fault, and he didn't find it ridiculous to want to vent his anger on that woman.

After the words fell, the strong man kept silent, but his slightly grim face still showed a bit of reluctance.

Seeing this, the man was about to turn around, and said coldly: "A dog must know who its master is. If it doesn't even recognize the master, then it's fine..."

Saying that, he turned to leave.

Behind him, the face of the strong man changed drastically. Seeing him leaving calmly, he felt icy cold. After gnashing his teeth for a while, he lowered his head and said harshly: "Head, I was wrong, I will go to the dark hall to receive the punishment..."

The price Smith offered was high, so he decided to accept the order, and he didn't want the mission to fail.

It's just that he didn't expect that the man next to the woman would easily solve the person they arranged...

It was just a businessman from the east, and he was naturally ashamed that he stumbled on such a simple list.

However, he almost forgot that their leader never cared about these things...

And just when he was disheartened, the man in front of him suddenly stopped, as if he had thought of something, his phoenix eyes moved slightly: "To make amends, go find out who that man is..."

Those who can easily solve them must not be simple...

Hearing this, the strong man's eyes lit up, he immediately nodded, and quickly went to work.

……

this end.

The car drove smoothly.

When Mu Wan'an woke up from the nightmare, the man's brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were closed and he was sleeping lightly.

Her eyes were dull, thinking of everything that happened before, the ups and downs, the emotions in her heart could not be calmed down for a long time.

Her body became stiff, and she moved slightly, which seemed to disturb Song Bingjue. The man's brows furrowed even deeper, and his arms holding her tightly prevented her from moving.

She paused, and sniffed the nose pressed against his chest, and smelled a faint smell of blood.

Thinking of the injury on Song Bingjue's back before, Mu Wan'an's face wrinkled...

……

Although she was frightened, the most serious thing on Mu Wan'an's body was just scratches.

On the other hand, Song Bingjue, because of tossing back and forth, the injury on his back ruptured again, and when he arrived at the hospital, he showed slight signs of fever.

After the wound was treated, the doctor was still treating Song Bingjue's wound.

Instead of going back to rest, Mu Wan'an stood guard outside the ward.

She was wearing a hospital gown, and her face was pale from the outside. Under the light, she was as transparent as paper.

Her face was full of self-blame.

The one on the knee and the hand, clenched tightly.

Seeing this, Han Xiu on the side spoke to comfort her: "Miss Mu, the president will be fine."

Hearing this, Mu Wan'an just shook her head, and after a moment of silence, she lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Secretary Han, Mr. Song was injured several times because of me. There are some things that can't just pass without incident."

She always wanted to keep a distance from Song Bingjue.

But now, after the other party injured her one after another, she began to suspect that the so-called keeping distance was just her self-righteous hypocrisy.

Even, she didn't know how to face the relationship with Song Bingjue next.

She pursed her lips tightly, and the abrasions on her body hurt everywhere, but what she knew more clearly was the appearance of Song Bingjue coming to save her.

Seeing this, Han Xiu didn't say much, and stood aside dutifully, like a door god.

It wasn't until the doctor came out of the ward that Mu Wan'an recovered from her thoughts and stood up quickly: "Doctor."

"Mr. Song's injury is under control. If he doesn't have a fever again after tonight, he should be fine." The doctor took off his mask and said.

Mu Wan'an and Han Xiu nodded, and walked into the ward after listening to the doctor's instructions.

In the ward, Song Bingjue was still awake, Han Xiu sat for a while, and saw that Mu Wan'an insisted on staying, so he planned to leave.

"Miss Mu, then I'll go back first." Apart from the follow-up matter in the alley just now, he still needs to deal with the matter on De Lun's side.

As for the president's place, if he stays here, the president will probably find him an eyesore.

Mu Wan'an nodded, glanced at Song Bingjue who was on the bed, and said, "Okay."

……

The night is cold as water.

After Han Xiu left, Song Bingjue showed signs of burning. Mu Wan'an was worried, and went back and forth several times. After confirming that Song Bingjue's condition had stabilized, he was completely relieved. Under the persuasion of the nurse, he slept in the next bed.

When I woke up the next day, it was just dawn.

Mu Wan'an woke up early, looked at the time, and saw that Song Bingjue was still awake after washing, so she asked the nurse to check his temperature. Song Bingjue woke up just after the temperature was taken.

"Are you awake?" Mu Wan asked softly after seeing him open his eyes.

"En." The man nodded, his black eyes flickered, leaving only a slight indifference.

Just like last night, the expressions of the two after they finished talking.

She had expected the other party's reaction in her heart, but Mu Wan'an felt something stuck in her throat for no reason.

She paused, and after a while, she found her own voice: "The wound on your back has burst, the doctor said, during this time, you'd better lie down and not move around..."

She lowered her eyes and realized that her voice was hoarse. She pursed her lips and turned around to pour water.

Then he thought about it, poured two glasses, and placed one on the cabinet next to Song Bingjue.

"Yes." Song Bingjue still responded lightly.

There was an awkward silence in the air.

Mu Wan'an only felt that there was an invisible pressure constantly pressing down on her heart, making her unable to calm down.

The atmosphere between the two of them seemed to have returned to the original politeness and alienation.

Even, there is a little more estrangement.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Wan'an couldn't find anything to say, so she had to sit in her ward.

Near noon, Han Xiuxing came over in a hurry.

Last night, Mu Wan'an's lost bag and mobile phone were found together, and Mu Wan'an was surprised.

"The thief has been committing crimes nearby on weekdays, and the local police know him well," Han Xiu explained.

Seeing that Mu Wan'an was checking things, he turned to Song Bingjue, vaguely aware of the strange atmosphere between the two of them, he thought for a while, didn't ask any more questions, but said to Song Bingjue, "It's been found out, it's the people sent by Smith. .”

What happened to Mu Wan'an yesterday may have been an accident, or it may have been premeditated.As Song Bingjue's assistant, Han Xiu habitually preferred the latter, so after the incident, he immediately found someone to investigate, and sure enough, he got some clues from the thief.

Hearing this, Song Bingjue pursed his lips, his eyes showed a bit of coldness: "Do those people know who they are from yesterday?"

The foreign forces are complicated. Mu Wan'an was rescued last night. The other party didn't succeed the first time, and he will definitely attack the second time.

Han Xiu shook his head: "It hasn't been found yet."

Seeing this, Song Bingjue looked cold.

Their words did not restrain themselves deliberately, and Mu Wan'an, who had heard their words in his ears, paused suddenly, and after a long while, he asked: "What happened last night..."

If she heard correctly, what happened last night was not an accident, but... Smith did it?

why?
She didn't expect that if the cooperation could not be reached, the other party would use this method to retaliate.

What's more, if the cooperation is not successful, isn't it the other party's own problem?

"Smith wants to test the relationship between you and me." Song Bingjue opened his lips, and he raised his eyes while speaking, those deep and heavy eyes met Mu Wan'an: "Unfortunately, the truth is not what he imagined."

As if she understood the meaning of his words, Mu Wan'an's face paled, but she didn't know why, and she was a little annoyed, and blurted out the question that had been suppressed in her heart: "Since we are not what he imagined, why did you let him Misunderstand?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the ward suddenly froze.

Realizing that she had said something wrong, Mu Wan'an bit her lips tightly, and her face, which had just recovered its color, was about to turn pale.

Not wanting to look at Song Bingjue again, she staggered her gaze and closed her eyes.

Sure enough, in front of Song Bingjue, all the rationality and calmness she wanted to maintain were bullshit.

She is not a fool.

If Smith set up a game from beginning to end, then why not Song Bingjue?
A person who has never had a female assistant, but this time he suddenly brings her along, what else can he do other than flaunt her specialness?
Smith wanted to test her relationship with him because her relationship with him was not so pure, not to mention, what if Song Bingjue didn't plan to cooperate with Smith from the beginning?

So, with her as the starting point, all the games may be Song Bingjue's game in the game, isn't it?

She doesn't want to think people are so bad and complicated, but she can't figure out Song Bingjue from the beginning to the end. All these things point to his deliberate intention...

The atmosphere was deathly silent.

Her questioning was unexpected, Han Xiu's eyes flashed with astonishment, and then he looked at Song Bingjue.

On the bed, Song Bingjue's dark eyes had become turbulent, and the emotions inside were unimaginably violent.

He closed his eyes, let out a deep breath, and asked hoarsely, "So, you think I'm using you?"