Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

In the box, Shen Yu cleared his throat, looked at Anna who was already fidgeting, and said, "What, Anna and I still have some things to do, so we'll go back first."

Mu Wan'an wanted to go back with him, but Shen Yu held her down.

"Song Jiajia hasn't come back yet, you can wait for her to come back, who knows where this girl went."

Mu Wan'an sat down helplessly.

On the contrary, Song Bingjue sensed Mu Wan'an's unwillingness to spend more time with him, so he simply stood up and left a sentence.

"I still have a job." After saying that, he left.

Mu Wan'an breathed a sigh of relief.

When he was around, my heart was always trembling uncontrollably, but I still had to restrain my emotions. This feeling was really bad.

Shen Yu took a meaningful look at Mu Wan'an, and said, "Are you really making up your mind? Are you angry?"

Mu Wan'an nodded silently.

Shen Yu didn't say anything else, and said, "You wait for Jiajia, we'll go first."

He gave Mu Wan'an a quiet time for himself.

Mu Wan'an absent-mindedly hummed, and Xiao Si also obediently sat aside, looked at Mu Wan'an, and then at Shen Yu, without saying a word.

Shen Yu couldn't bear it anymore, and said, "Let's go, little guy, let's go play with uncle today."

Xiaosi unexpectedly nodded obediently uncharacteristically, and went to hold Shen Yu's hand.

Mu Wan'an was a little worried and wanted to say something, but she heard Shen Yu say: "You should calm down and think about what to do."

"If you are like this, the child will not trust you."

When Mu Wan'an heard this, she gave up and watched him leave with the child.

She sat alone at the dinner table, upset, reached for the wine glass, poured herself a glass of wine, and drank it.

When Song Jiajia came back absent-mindedly, she saw Mu Wan'an sitting alone at the table, which was full of empty wine bottles.

Song Jiajia was in a gloomy mood because of Ji Ling's incident, and almost lost her mind with fright.

"Good night, Mu! Are you a cow?! What are you going to do after drinking so much wine?!"

She hurried up, snatched the wine from Mu Wan'an's hand, and said, "Don't drink it, don't drink it."

Mu Wan'an put down the wine glass with red eyes, looked at Song Jiajia with drunk eyes and said, "Jiajia? You're back? Let's go."

After speaking, she got up and wanted to leave. Song Jiajia saw how she could make him go away, and quickly held her down and said, "Forget it, just sit here and wake up!"

She pressed Mu Wan'an, looked at her like this, and sighed: "Hey"

Looking at her drunken appearance, she thought of a sentence, and uttered the truth after drinking. Song Jiajia thought that maybe she could take this opportunity to ask her what she really thought, so she shook Mu Wan'an and said good-bye.

"Are you drunk?"

"No."

Well, well, no one who gets drunk can say he's drunk.

Song Jiaji continued to ask, "What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think much of it."

"Look, you and Song Bingjue have gone through so much, don't you want to start over again?" Song Jiajia tentatively said, "You have to know that a relationship is hard-won, and it's not good to give up so easily."

"You can't be afraid of well ropes for ten years just because you were bitten by a snake once!" Song Jiajia said anxiously, "What's more, he is such an excellent man as Song Bingjue."

"I'm really afraid you'll miss it."

Mu Wan'an was silent for a long time, then slowly raised her head and sighed, "Jiajia, I'm really not drunk, don't try to persuade me."

"I'm tired of this kind of life. I don't have to have a man. I can live a good life alone." She looked forward calmly and said, "I will take the child and leave. There will also be help from the Cheng family, no matter how bad it is, there will be Shen Yu, I don't have to have Song Bingjue."

"What's more about him." Mu Wan'an said half of what she said, but she stopped dumbly. How could she tell Song Jiajia about Song Bingjue.

She knew that Song Bingjue loved her and had her in her heart, but she didn't know how much she and her child were in Song Bingjue's heart?
What she wants is a man who loves her wholeheartedly, not a man who can take her as a pawn, a bargaining chip, if necessary.

She is tired, she can't count on Song Bingjue, even Xiaosi.

She no longer expected Song Bingjue to care about Xiao Si for all kinds of things in the past.

She just wants to take the child away now, and then give the child a normal childhood.

"You..." Song Jiajia wanted to say something, but suddenly heard her cell phone ringing, it was the voice of a text message, she picked up the phone, it was a text message from Ji Ling.

"The hospital is working overtime tonight. I'm sorry, Jiajia. I'm leaving first. I won't be going back tonight."

Song Jiajia fell silent, her heart seemed to be a little cold at this moment.

The word not going back tonight hurt her. It was not like this happened before, but every time she felt that she had to focus on work, but this time, she saw such a scene.

Did you really go to work?

Is it really overtime?
How many times before?
She didn't dare to think anymore, trust is sometimes thinner than paper, as long as there are clues, everything in the past can't be deduced and recalled.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she calmed down a lot and said, "Forget it, I won't persuade you anymore. Only you know about feelings."

Mu Wan'an was stunned for a moment, looking at her expression, she suddenly felt a little weird, and couldn't help asking: "Jiajia, are you?"

Aware of Mu Wan'an's suspicion, she panicked at her performance just now, and said quickly: "What, I have persuaded you many times, but it is useless? I am too lazy to persuade you, I just hope you can take care of yourself." too."

Seeing Song Jiajia's helpless look, she breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Jiajia with a smile and said, "Okay, my Jiajia will be fine too, I'm waiting to drink your wedding wine. "

Wedding wine? Song Jiajia's eyes dimmed. In the past, this glass of wine represented joy, but now, maybe it is just a form of wedding.

Mu Wan'an finally returned home and stumbled down on the bed.

She is the only one here, without Song Bingjue.

She nestled herself in the quilt, smelling the breath inside and feeling the temperature.

Maybe it was because she drank too much, she always felt in a daze that she was still in Song Bingjue's arms, she opened her eyes, took the phone, hesitated a little, and called Song Bingjue.

It took a long time before the phone was connected.

"Hello~" It was a sweet and greasy woman's voice, Mu Wan'an couldn't hear it clearly.

"I'm looking for Song Bingjue." She said stubbornly, with tears in her eyes.

"Mr. Song~?" The woman giggled, as if she was saying something, but Mu Wan'an couldn't hear clearly because of the alcohol.

She just felt so sad in her heart, so sad.

What is Song Bingjue doing?Is it because of her resoluteness to leave?
Mu Wan'an choked with sobs, and she didn't know how long it took before she heard Song Bingjue's voice appear on the other end of the phone.

She got stuck in her throat, and she wanted to ask Song Bingjue why there was a woman by his side, why did he let a woman answer the phone.

But she couldn't ask.

"Good night?" Song Bingjue's voice came, "What's the matter?" The voice was serious and serious, as if he was dealing with business.

Mu Wan'an kept her tears silently, and this question also made her sober. They really should be in such a estranged relationship.

She cleared her head, swallowed her tears, and said calmly, "I just want to tell you that Xiao Si is playing at Shen Yu's house today, so you don't have to worry."

Song Bingjue hummed and said nothing else.

Mu Wan'an laughed silently in her heart: "Sure enough, is this man so indifferent to Xiao Si?"

"It's okay." Mu Wan'an said lightly, hung up the phone, curled up on the bed, and closed her eyes.

It really should be over.
I didn't know how long I slept in a daze, when suddenly my phone rang.

She woke up suddenly, her first reaction was whether Song Bingjue had called, but when she took the phone, she was disappointed to find that it was not.
It was almost dawn, but he didn't explain and didn't care all night.

Maybe he's ready to start over.
Mu Wan'an sniffed, only then did she notice that it was an unfamiliar number.

She hesitated for a moment, but still connected the phone.

"Hey?"

"It's me." A kind and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Did I disturb your sleep?"

Mu Wan'an froze for a moment, then began to search in her mind, and then suddenly remembered who was on the other end of the phone.

"Master Cheng Cheng." She murmured.

"It's me." Old Master Cheng seemed to have noticed something, and asked a little strangely: "Good night, your voice is a little strange, what's wrong?"

"It's okay. I just woke up." She changed the subject and said, "Why did you think of calling me?"

"I thought of you." Old Master Cheng said, "I know Shen Yu has returned to China. Is he planning to bring you back?"

"I want to ask you, do you want to come back and live with us? After all, we are a family. It's better to live together."

Mu Wan'an looked out the window, was silent for a while and said, "I'm going to go back, but maybe... maybe I won't go back to Cheng's house."

"Are you ready to come back?" Mr. Cheng was a little surprised. He thought it would take a lot of effort to persuade Mu Wan'an to come back, but he didn't expect Mu Wan'an to agree directly.

"It's okay if you don't go home to live. It's good to come back to accompany me occasionally." The old man said happily.

Mu Wan'an hesitated for a moment and said, "I will take the child back together."

"Child?" Old Master Cheng was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "What child, are you going to bring Song Bingjue's child back? Why bring someone else's child back?"

Mu Wan'an pursed her lips and said, "No. It's my child. That child is actually mine."