Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

The emotions in his heart were flooding, as if a hand was holding his heart invisible. He endured it for a long time before he suppressed that emotion and answered his mother's words coldly:
"Siyi went abroad to play with her friends during this time, and she came back a month later..."

After finishing speaking, instead of looking at Jiang Chunmei's reaction, he asked the driver to push him into the room and closed the door.

……

Compared with his and Mu Wan'an's wedding room, his and Wang Siyi's bedroom is three times as big as it used to be.

The wheels rolled silently on the carpet.

Xu Shuo looked at the wedding photo of him and Wang Siyi hanging on the bedside, his eyes were suddenly stunned, and then the pain condensed bit by bit...

I don't know how long it took before he endured the soreness in his heart, and slowly closed his eyes...

……

On this side, after discussing good things with De Lun, Mu Wan'an went to the bathroom.

Han Xiu went to the basement to pick up the car, and Song Bingjue was waiting for her outside the corridor.

The phone was left in her bag, and it rang for a long time. Song Bingjue paused before taking out the phone from her bag.

Entering the eyes, the three words "Jiang Chunmei" jumped on the screen.

Song Bingjue frowned heavily as the woman's acrimonious appearance flashed across his mind.

Just as he was about to hang up, the phone had rang for a minute and automatically hung up. Just as he was about to put it away, Jiang Chunmei called again.

Hit, hang up, hit, hang up.

After hanging up three times, he calmed down, and when the fourth call came, he answered it decisively.

Sure enough, as expected, Jiang Chunmei's sinister voice came over——

"Muwan, you..."

Before the words fell, his tone seemed extremely cold, and he spit out: "Get out!"

"Ms. Jiang, if you dare to call to harass me again, you will bear the consequences..."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party to respond, he conveniently landed and hung up the phone.

There was still a little bit of air-conditioning between the brows.

After a while, Han Xiu called after picking up the car: "President, the car has already arrived..."

"We'll go down later." Song Bingjue said, and then said: "After returning to China, cancel all the cooperation projects with Xu."

Hearing this, Han Xiu was taken aback for a moment, then said "yes", and immediately called the domestic company to make arrangements.

And Song Bingjue hung up the phone, thinking of Jiang Chunmei's arrogant tone on the phone just now, the coldness between his eyebrows became more and more intense...

……

On this side, Mu Wan'an washed her hands and came out of the toilet.

Seeing Song Bingjue still waiting in the corridor, he froze.

She thought Song Bingjue would go back to the car, but she never thought that he would be willing to wait for her.

The lights in the corridor were a bit chaotic. The man was tall and tall, with a long shadow falling on the wall. His side face was perfectly curved, and above the high bridge of his nose were eyes that made it impossible to see emotion.

At that moment, Mu Wan'an's breathing was stagnant, and some inexplicable emotions were spreading in his heart.

She herself forgot how long she had been waiting for others instead of others waiting for her.

"President Song." After watching for a long while, she came back to her senses and walked over.

Hearing the voice, Song Bingjue turned his eyes to look at her, those eyes were deep and heavy.

It wasn't until Mu Wan'an walked in front of him that he straightened up and handed the bag to her: "Let's go."

Mu Wan'an nodded, took the bag in his hand, and followed behind him.

Speechless all the way.

The man obviously suppressed a wave of emotion, Mu Wan'an felt a strange feeling, paused, and asked: "Mr. Song, what's the matter?"

As the words fell, Song Bingjue, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly.

She was caught off guard and stopped hurriedly before bumping into him.

"President Song?" She looked confused.

As the shadow fell, Song Bingjue turned to look at her.

She raised her eyes, and saw the man's eyes stained with anger, deep in the depths, several wisps of restrained anger were beating and spreading...

Her heart skipped a beat, and before she could ask what was the matter, she heard Song Bingjue say, "Mu Wan."

He paused word by word, yelling every word so seriously.

Mu Wan'an's heart trembled violently.

"Ok?"

Seeing that she was still in a daze, the anger in Song Bingjue's chest stagnated suddenly. He pursed his lips tightly, looked at her for more than a minute, closed his eyes, then opened them, and pinched her face with love and hatred: "You fool."

She is a fool.

If you are not stupid, why have you endured in the Xu family for so many years.

Being bullied so dead, even if you leave, you can't get rid of the shadow.

Thinking about how she would be bullied by Jiang Chunmei if it wasn't for the call he answered just now.

As soon as the words came out, the suffocation in his chest was completely relieved.

The touch in his hand was delicate, he couldn't hold back, and squeezed again.

Mu Wan'an: "..."

"Song Bingjue, are you naive?" Seeing that he did it on purpose, Mu Wanan's eyes widened.

Song Bingjue hummed and withdrew his hand.

"You are not stupid, would you disagree with my previous proposal?" he said.

Generally, when a smart woman hears his proposal, she agrees without even hesitating.

Only she needs to think about it for so long.

Mu Wan'an was speechless, and after a while, she finally said, "I'm called being responsible for my life."

When the words fell, Song Bingjue was noncommittal.

This time, he wasn't annoyed anymore, and held her hand as he left.

Mu Wan'an struggled twice, but she didn't break free and let it go.

I don't know if it's because of habit that she has lost the tweaking she used to.

Habits are really scary things.

……

Here, Song Bingjue and Mu Wan'an left.

In the CEO's office on the top floor of De Lun, Robert overlooked the busy traffic below and asked the secretary behind him, "They left?"

The secretary nodded, and then said, "The snakehead said to send the manager back in the afternoon."

Smith's position at Deren is Project Manager.

You don't need to think about it, but when Smith comes back, he will only have half his life left.

Hearing this, Robert sneered, his green eyes faintly shining.
……

After leaving Deren, the three returned to the hotel.

On the road, the road was smooth, and Mu Wan'an was fascinated by the scenery outside the window.

But they didn't know that after they came out of Deren, there was an Audi following them like a shadow.

Han Xiu noticed it immediately and started to circle around quietly.

When she drove to a fork and saw that Han Xiu was not heading towards the hotel, she realized, "Secretary Han, where else should we go?"

Secretary Han's face was serious, and before he could answer, Song Bingjue opened his lips: "Someone is following us."

At the end of the sentence, Mu Wan'an's eyes widened in disbelief.

The next second, Song Bingjue held her hand tightly and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid."

His tone was calm, and he calmed down Mu Wan'an's heart that hadn't had time to fluctuate in the future.

She nodded, but she was a little worried after all, and asked, "It's all right, why would someone follow us?"