Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Mu Wan'an thought that this was just a very ordinary meeting, the two of them let go of their previous suspicions, and they might never have the chance to meet again, but they didn't expect that this incident would also cause an even bigger surprise.

She had a rare and peaceful sleep, but was woken up by the phone ringing again and again.

The ringtone was like a reminder, endless, Mu Wan'an had no choice but to get up and answer the phone.

"Hello?" she asked dazedly.

"Good night!!! You are still asleep!! Go and read today's headlines!"

Mu Wan'an was sobered up by Song Jiajia's roar, and said a little strangely: "Headline news? What's wrong?"

While muttering, she turned on the TV, which was showing the news.

"Mrs. Song had a tryst with her ex-husband in the middle of the night, and she was very affectionate. It seems that the relationship is going to continue?!"

The hot topic made Mu Wan'an stunned. On the TV, the scene of her talking with Xu Shuo was filmed. She couldn't see her face, but she could see Xu Shuo's loving and gentle expression.

People who don't know really think that they want someone to continue their relationship!

He even took a picture of the scene where she and Xu Shuo hugged each other. The appearance was not suspicious, but the appearance of unrequited love. I have to say that the angle and the capture of the details simply confirmed the words of the title.

Mu Wan'an took a deep breath, closed her eyes, feeling annoyed and desperate in her heart.

"Good night, good night, what's going on!!" Song Jiajia knew her well, and of course she wouldn't believe what the media wrote. She was just worried that the already precarious relationship between Mu Wan'an and Song Bingjue would get worse again.

"Is it Xu Shuo's fault?!" Song Jiajia gritted her teeth and said, "This bastard, he treated you like that before, and now you are well and want to bully you!"

Mu Wan'an actually had some guesses in her heart, but she still said: "Jiajia, I will take care of this matter, don't worry."

After comforting Song Jiajia, Mu Wan'an immediately called Xu Shuo. To her surprise, Xu Shuo didn't run away, but got through the phone very quickly.

Xu Shuo on the other end of the phone said in a nasal voice with apology and guilt: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I didn't expect that there would be a reporter standing guard."

Mu Wan'an had prepared a temptation, but there was no way to say it out. She took a deep breath and said, "I will find a way to deal with it. I hope you can also clarify."

Xu Shuo responded again and again: "I understand, I won't trouble you, don't worry."

Although Mu Wan'an still has doubts about him in his heart, but he said so, Mu Wan'an can only keep his own guess.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Wan'an looked up at the embellished plots on TV, and sighed, what a troubled time
I don't know if Song Bingjue will see it/But then she laughed at herself, of course Song Bingjue would know, but...he didn't question himself again, did he think it was unnecessary, or did he believe it?
There was a slight chill in her heart.

Of course, Song Bingjue had already seen the news. He sat on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, and the sound of the news broadcast on the TV filled the whole room.

Han Xiu looked at Song Bingjue silently, raised his hand and turned off the TV.

"President Song." He didn't know what to say. Although he never had a cold for Mu Wan'an, it didn't mean he would treat Mu Wan'an in a wrong way.

"Ms. Mu is not so unintelligent. Choosing Xu Shuo is a media hype."

"I know." Song Bingjue, who had been silent all this time, said.

When Han Xiu heard what he said, he closed his mouth and did not continue.

Song Bingjue opened his eyes, which were full of irritability and displeasure.

He knew that Mu Wan'an would never break ties with Xu Shuo again, and he knew that even if Mu Wan'an had conflicts with him, he would not choose Xu Shuo.

But what made him angry was that even though Xu Shuo had done so many things, Mu Wan'an could get along with him as if nothing had happened, but treated him like this
He took a deep breath, stood up, and walked out. Han Xiu pushed his glasses, hesitated for a while, but still chose to ask in a puzzled manner: "Mr. Song, do you still want to dismiss today's work?"

"Push it off." Song Bingjue said indifferently, and then left.

At nightfall, Jiang Sheng walked into Yeyu drunk, and said loudly: "Go and kick everyone out. Today, I, Jiang Sheng, have reserved the venue. What I hate the most is when others steal things from me."

He pointed to the happy men and women in the hall and said, "Get out of here."

With Jiang Sheng's identity again, the person in charge of Yeyu naturally didn't dare to offend him, and quickly cleared them out. Jiang Sheng raised his head in satisfaction and said, "Open the best box for my lord."

But this time the person in charge said with a bit of shame and embarrassment: "This can't work, Mr. Jiang."

"What's the matter, are you looking down on me?!" Jiang Sheng yelled fiercely, grabbing the collar of the person in charge.

The person in charge quickly said with a smile: "Then how can it be, Mr. Song is here."

Jiang Sheng was stunned for a moment, and said with some doubts: "Song Bingjue? Who is he with?"

"No one, only Mr. Song."

"Hey, hey! Master Jiang, Mr. Song won't let people pass!" Seeing Jiang Cheng walking towards Song Bingjue's box with a smile, the person in charge hurriedly stopped him.

"What does it matter, Mr. Song and I have a different relationship." Jiang Sheng murmured, "I just happen to be short of a drinking buddy, so Song Bingjue won't have to drink alone."

"Song Bingjue!" Jiang Sheng laughed and pushed open the door, but he felt the icy coldness in the room, which made him shiver subconsciously, and he didn't dare to continue to be presumptuous, and walked to Song Bingjue's side with a smile Said: "You also drink alone."

Song Bingjue didn't even bother to lift his head, drinking one sip after another, Jiang Sheng touched his nose, sat beside him and said, "I guess you, like me, tsk tsk tsk, hurt by love."

He didn't care if Song Bingjue ignored him, and just said alone: ​​"That Cheng Wushuang is really boring. She doesn't like a man like me? Huh, no wonder I'm at this age."

He said angrily, glanced at Song Bingjue and said, "Your family is also of the Cheng family's blood. In my opinion, this woman named Cheng is a bunch of people who don't know what to do!"

He stopped talking halfway through, because seeing Song Bingjue's murderous gaze, he touched his nose and closed his mouth.

After drinking for a while with a sullen head, Jiang Sheng quit. He rolled his eyes and slapped his thigh in a muttering voice again, "If you want me to say, this emotional injury can only be healed by Xinhuan!"

He slapped the bell, and almost instantly, the door was knocked, and the person in charge asked obsequiously, "What do you two need?"

Jiang Sheng waved his hand and said, "Bring me all the most beautiful girls here!"

The person in charge looked at Song Bingjue in a daze. After all, everyone knew that Mr. Song loved Mrs. Song very much. Even if such a scandal was exposed today, it seemed that Mr. Song came to drink to relieve his worries. Now this At this time, I don't know how President Song will react.

Song Bingjue frowned, and impatiently wanted Jiang Sheng to get out to play, but he heard Jiang Sheng say: "Mr. Song, don't refuse, you have to know that sometimes, the more you spoil her, the more you push your nose." On your face, you have to let her know that she is not the only one who knows how to cherish you."

Song Bingjue was silent.

Jiang Sheng hit the iron while the heat was hot, and he said it with joy.

"You can see if she is in a hurry tomorrow. Let me tell you, if you stimulate her, she will definitely know how to turn around."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Bingjue to refuse, he quickly waved to signal the person in charge to go out.

The person in charge quickly pushed it out, speechless.

"Do you know? Mr. Song is afraid that he will be separated from Mrs. Song." He whispered to the people beside him.

"What happened?"

The person in charge said tut-tsk: "He wants a girl, and he doesn't know which lucky one he will take away tonight."

The surrounding girls who accompanied the wine immediately became excited when they heard this.

"I go!"

"Hey! I'll go, I'll go!"

A charming girl twisted her waist and said, "Hmph, brother Jie, let me see, I'll go, they don't understand these men."

Brother Jie rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Jiaojiao takes the lead, you all go over."

After finishing speaking, several gorgeous girls twisted their waists and walked in excitedly.

Jiang Sheng looked at the fat and thin beauties with great interest, patted his thigh happily and said, "Is this what I should do?"

He raised his hand and said, "Come here!"

As he said that, he took a few girls into his arms, feeling very happy.

A girl who looked charming looked at Jiang Sheng, and then at Song Bingjue who was drinking with his head down. When she rolled her eyes, her mind became active.

Although Jiang Sheng is a well-known rich second generation, he can't compare to Song Bingjue's status. Besides, Song Bingjue is famous for his infatuation. If she can pamper Song Bingjue and make Song Bingjue fall in love with her, wouldn't it be
Thinking of the life of Mu Wan'an, a second-married middle-aged woman, she was jealous, and made a decision immediately, twisted her waist, turned around and walked towards Song Bingjue, approaching Song Bingjue's arms softly and bonelessly.

"Mr. Song, let me drink with you. I will accompany you no matter how you want to vent your feelings." She said softly.

Song Bingjue said without looking at it: "Go away."

Liu Mei gritted her teeth, sat up aggrieved, and said coquettishly, "Then I'll drink with you like this."

Song Bingjue ignored her, and drank one cup after another. Liu Mei next to her was like an air. She was angry and anxious, her face changed back and forth, and she didn't know what to do.

Seeing this, Jiaojiao from before smiled disdainfully, sat beside Song Bingjue, and said softly, "Song is always emotionally hurt, some things can't be relieved by just drinking."