Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

The bright sun shone into the cafe.

Mu Wan'an raised her hand to block a little sunlight, and she cherished her peaceful life.

The door of the cafe was pushed open, and Ante helped Xu Shuo walk in.

Compared with Xu Shuo's appearance before, he is even thinner now.

Mu Wan'an thought that if he saw Xu Shuo again after going through such a thing, he might look gloomy or full of hatred.

But now Xu Shuo is extraordinarily calm, but there is no smile, and the calm makes people feel as if they are about to disappear.

After seeing Mu Wan'an, his eyes were also peaceful.

Xu Te helped him to the table.

Xu Shuo glanced at her legs and said, "You're fine."

Mu Wan'an nodded, thought for a while and said, "I heard from Bingjue that you didn't inject me with the medicine that Leon gave you, but just an anesthetic."

"So?" Xu Shuo asked lightly, "Because of this, can you forgive me?"

Mu Wan'an was silent for a moment, shook her head and said, "No, I can't forgive what you did to me. I just choose not to hate you."

When she said this, Xu Shuo sighed and said, "I know you can't forgive me."

He looked out of the window with some gloom and asked, "In that case, why do you still want to meet me?"

"Before the accident, I thought for a while that even if I got divorced, you would still be my former lover. Even if I hated you, I would eventually soften my heart to you."

Mu Wan'an took out a document from her bag and handed it to Xu Shuo, "I have discussed with Li Nian for a long time and found a solution that can treat your legs."

"Why is this necessary?" Xu Shuo asked with narrowed eyes.

"This is what I planned to do, and now I have to finish it." Mu Wan'an raised her head and said, "For you, I am open and frank, Xu Shuo, you should let it go."

After finishing speaking, Mu Wan'an stood up and was about to leave.

"Good night." Xu Shuo stopped her behind him.

He said in a bitter tone: "I will take the divorce agreement to a notarized divorce, and you are free."

Mu Wan'an bit her lip, did not speak, opened the door of the cafe and left.

The wedding was huge.

Song Bingjue is going to mobilize almost all resources for this wedding.

He prepares for the wedding excitedly every day. In comparison, Mu Wan'an's affairs are much simpler.

Mu Wan'an said that she also wanted to participate in the wedding, but was rejected by Song Bingjue.

"Your body is just right, how can you be tired? I'll just get ready, you have a good rest!"

Mu Wan'an suddenly thought of it, it seemed that he hadn't seen Han Xiu for a long time, it was a little strange.

Although Han Xiu had done a lot of excessive things to himself, he was Song Bingjue's right-hand man after all, and it might be better if he could help Song Bingjue share the burden.

"Where's Han Xiu? Why haven't you seen him recently?" Mu Wanan asked while lying in his arms.

Song Bingjue froze for a moment, put down the wedding list in his hand, and said, "Don't you hate him? He did a lot of excessive things to you."

Mu Wan'an said: "Of course I hate him, because of him, I almost missed you."

"Then why do you still ask about him?" Song Bingjue shook his list and said, "The company has expanded its business in a new region, so I sent him there."

"I was wondering if you would be too tired to worry about it alone." Mu Wan'an turned over and hugged him and asked, "Which country have you expanded your business in?"

"Business in Africa." Song Bingjue replied solemnly.

Mu Wan'an was taken aback for a moment, but laughed out loud.

This man is really childish and cute.

Although Mu Wan'an didn't have to worry about other things, but as the wedding approached, another thing made her start to worry.

Stoudemire still doesn't know that she is his biological mother.

She still doesn't know how to explain this problem to her child.

She talked about this matter with Song Bingjue, and Song Bingjue's attitude was very calm.

"He will always know, and besides, he has always wanted to have a mother. If he knows that you are his biological mother, it will be a good thing for him."

But Mu Wan'an didn't think so. After all, the mother who was born but not raised suddenly appeared by his side, and she still refused to tell him her identity. This is for a mother who was longing for a mother but met the worst mother. For children, there will be anger instead.

She didn't want Xiaosi to become an angry child, and even had conflicts with her and Song Bingjue.

This matter has been buried in her heart all the time, making her more and more depressed. She scribbled and sketched in her notebook how to explain it clearly, but the more she got to the end, the more inappropriate she felt.

Song Bingjue was still busy preparing for the wedding, Mu Wan'an didn't want to distract him, thinking about it, he thought of Song Jiajia.

She asked Song Jiajia to meet, but Song Jiajia booked her a place at the bar.

Mu Wan'an felt helpless and distressed, she didn't know what happened to Ji Ling and her, the current situation of the two made her very worried.

Fortunately, when I saw Song Jiajia, I saw that she still had a smile on her face. Although she didn't have the playfulness and madness of the past, she looked very calm.

Mu Wan'an asked her about her and Ji Ling, and Song Jiajia talked about the matter between the two very calmly.

"Ji Ling and I broke up, and the wedding was cancelled."

Mu Wan'an sighed, and said: "Ji Ling asked me to persuade you before, and I was wondering if you were too persistent."

Song Jiajia laughed and said, "A lot of things happened, so I thought about it. Ji Chen is gone. I should take good care of his family. Since Ji Ling wants to take revenge, I can take revenge. If you don't want to take revenge, let him go." Bar."

Mu Wan'an clinked glasses with her and asked, "Then what will you do in the future?"

"I don't know." Song Jiajia said very brightly: "I originally said that you were going back to England, and I wanted to go with you. Go to England to hang out with the handsome British guy. Now it seems that I can only go by myself. gone."

Mu Wan'an said with a smile: "You go, remember there is a handsome guy to show me."

Song Jiajia laughed loudly, and said, "By the way, what is the reason you came to see me today?"

Only then did Mu Wan'an think of business, and told Song Jiajia about Xiaosi. Song Jiajia thought for a while, and agreed with Song Bingjue's point of view.

"I think Mr. Song is right. Xiaosi is his son anyway. He is the same as him. He is extremely rational. If he knows that you are his biological mother, he will be very happy. You won't think about it." That kind of rebellious."

"Really?" Mu Wan'an bit her lip and was still not sure.

"Listen to me, that's right!" Song Jiajia handed her a glass of wine and said, "You are going to get married soon, today is our bachelor party!"

Mu Wan'an smiled helplessly, she didn't want to get drunk at all, she still wanted to go back and see Xiaosi.

Song Jiajia didn't care about her, and happily drank one cup after another.

Mu Wan'an could only accompany her, but seeing her so happy, she didn't say anything.

It's just that a man accidentally passed by and knocked off the platter in her hand, and the platter fell on her skirt, staining the white skirt red.

The man apologized again and again, then turned around and said to go to the bar to get wet wipes for her.

Mu Wan'an looked on indifferently, but Song Jiajia held Mu Wan'an's hand excitedly and said, "Did you see that? That man is definitely a mixed race! He's so fucking handsome! I have to hook up with him."

Mu Wan'an let out a snort, and thought about the side profile she saw just now. It was indeed not bad. She shook her head helplessly and didn't say anything. Over there, Song Jiajia excitedly pulled the handsome guy who came over with a wet towel to deal with the clothes. stains on it.

Mu Wan'an watched them walk away, smiled and sighed.

Among the crowd, a man's figure appeared.

Mu Wan'an squinted her eyes and always felt that they looked familiar, but when she took a closer look, she was a little surprised.

"Ji Ling?" She whispered, "Why did Ji Ling come here?"

Ji Ling didn't seem to like this kind of place very much, he frowned and looked around, saw Mu Wan'an froze for a moment, seemed a little hesitant, but still walked forward.

"You are here too. I came here with my friends today."

"Uh..." Mu Wan'an nodded, thinking that Ji Ling would agree to come here to play.

It's just that Ji Ling seemed to be looking for something. After looking around, he frowned and asked, "Where is Song Jiajia? Where did she go?"

"." Mu Wan'an felt something was wrong, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Jiajia? Why did you ask her? How do you know she's here?"

Knowing that he said something wrong, Ji Ling pursed his lips tightly.

Looking at his lonely appearance, Mu Wan'an sighed, stood up and said, "I still have something to do, you can wait for her here, she will be back later."

After speaking, he automatically moved out of the way and sent a text message to Jiajia.

She thought about these two people in her heart and returned home.

Tonight Song Bingjue was still on the spot debugging the last things, preparing for the wedding the day after tomorrow.Mu Wan'an thought about this point, Xiao Si should have fallen asleep, but she didn't expect to see his small body lying on the sofa when the light was turned on.

Hearing the sound of her coming back, Stoudemire rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"Xiao Si?" Mu Wan'an was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward to hug him: "Why are you sleeping on the sofa? You'll catch a cold!"

Xiao Si rubbed his eyes and opened his palms. In his hands were a few crumpled pieces of paper.

Mu Wan'an froze for a moment, then thought of something.

"Mom. You are my mother, right?"

Mu Wan'an was very bitter and worried. She looked at Xiao Si with worried and careful eyes and said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Si, mom hasn't told you about this. Mom didn't hide this from you on purpose."

Xiaosi sighed, hugged her and said, "Mom. In fact, when I first saw you, I knew you were my mother."

Mu Wan'an's eyes turned red, her nose sore, and she hugged Xiao Si tightly, tears almost falling down.

"Stoudemire, my child"

With a click, the entrance door opened.

Song Bingjue looked at the mother and daughter standing in the living room hugging each other with red eyes and crying with a surprised look on his face.

"I'm just going home late and I'm going to cry so badly?"