Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Night, goodnight kiss?

Mu Wan'an was a little dumbfounded, but she said what she said just now, so she could only bite the bullet, stand on tiptoe, and put a kiss on his lips like a superficial kiss, then broke free from his embrace and ran out.

Along the way, her face was burning hot, she felt the temperature on her face, and knew how red her face looked without looking in the mirror...

Lying on the bed tossing and turning, she looked at the well-behaved Xiao Si who was sleeping next to her. He stretched out his hand and touched her elbow unconsciously, as if he could find a little peace of mind in this way.

"Xiao Si will grow up quickly..." After growing up, she can leave the Song family with peace of mind.

She stared fixedly at his cute side face, couldn't help sighing after a while, and finally fell asleep.

After getting up the next day, the three of them sat at the dining table to eat. Xiao Si looked at his mother who was carefully peeling the eggshells for him, and then at his father who had an obviously happy expression on his face. He jumped down from the dining table, and in Mu Wan's voice, he finally brought a painting, which was the one of a family of three he painted yesterday.

He looked at the two of them, and wrote a word on the paper: School.

Looking at Xiaosi who was staring at her eagerly, Mu Wan'an sighed, and she touched Xiaosi's little head:
"Small Si wants Mom and Dad to send you to school together, right?"

Xiao Si nodded hurriedly, and then looked at her with those big moist eyes. Mu Wan'an thought for a while, she had already offended the team leader anyway, no matter whether she was late or not, she was going to pick her up anyway .It would be better to follow Xiao Si's wish...

"Okay, Mom and Dad can send Xiaosi to school today, but you must be obedient and finish today's breakfast, okay?"

Looking at the food such as milk and eggs on the table, Xiaosi thought about it seriously, nodded again, sat down on the chair obediently, and began to eat his breakfast seriously.

Song Bingjue had already finished his breakfast. He looked at the woman who was looking at Xiaosi tenderly, and couldn't help laughing:
"It seems that it won't work for me to come forward for anything in the future. You must move your son out before you will compromise."

I was stunned for a moment, realizing the change of identity between his words, Mu Wan'an was still a little uncomfortable, but seeing that Xiaosi seemed to be looking at him, he smiled:
"How old are you, why do you still compete with your son for favor? A son is a son, and you are the child's father, so can't you worry about it?"

Seeing Xiaosi obediently lowering his head to eat again, Mu Wanan breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Song Bingjue say again:
"Just disclose your identity when you go to the company."

She didn't quite agree with this point of view, and was about to refute something, when his words dispelled all her doubts:

"You are Xiaosi's mother, there is no need to hide this matter. I don't want Xiaosi to hear some bad news from others, which will be detrimental to his growth."

After speaking, he glanced at his son who was listening to them curiously: "Xiaosi, isn't it?"

Looking at the two of them innocently, Xiao Si grabbed Mu Wan'an's hand and stared at her all the time. The pitiful look made her unable to bear to say a word of rejection, so she could only smile in compromise. smiled:

"Yes, I am Xiao Si's mother. Everyone knows about it."

Having said that, she had a lot of doubts in her heart: Xiao Si was obviously the child left by his ex-wife Chen Xinxue, so no matter what... it couldn't have been born by her!What is Song Bingjue trying to do?
After eating, the two sent Xiaosi to the kindergarten together. Along the way, Xiaosi held their hands tightly, his eyes not squinting. Although his small face was as expressionless as ever, Mu Wan'an was Glad to see it from the inside.

When he came to the door of the classroom, Xiaosi let go of their hands, but still looked helplessly at Mu Wan'an and refused to go in.He didn't speak, just looked at her, Mu Wan'an sighed, knelt down and touched his head, with a slightly coaxing tone:
"Xiao Si, go in to class obediently, and the other children should sit down in their seats obediently."

Xiaosi still didn't go in, but just looked at her with those big glazed eyes, very stubborn.

I don't know who this temper is following.

Distressed and helpless, Mu Wan'an found a piece of candy from her pocket, peeled off the wrapper, and fed it to him. He swallowed it obediently, but still looked at her.

It seems to understand where the problem is.

Mu Wan'an thought for a while, then smiled and said:
"As long as Xiao Si attends class obediently today, Mom and Dad will come to pick Xiao Si home. Don't you think so?"

He gave Song Bingjue a look, and Song Bingjue nodded in agreement. He looked at his coquettish son who refused to enter the classroom, and said unintentionally:

"Mom likes Xiaosi the most who listens carefully to the class."

After hearing such words, Xiao Si immediately obediently ran to his seat, so obedient as to make people feel distressed.

Mu Wan'an stood up and looked at Xiao Si who had been looking at them eagerly. Although she was very reluctant in her heart, she still forced herself to leave.

It's late now, so I can't delay here any longer. Mu Wan'an got into the car with Song Bingjue. On the way to the Song Group, she finally couldn't help the doubts in her heart and asked:

"Everyone knows that Xiao Si is the child left by your ex-wife. If you say that I am Xiao Si's mother, it would be too ridiculous. I'm afraid they won't believe it."

"You don't have to worry about that."

Song Bingjue, who was driving the car, handed her a document on the center console, and she accepted it inexplicably, but it was a paternity test. She couldn't understand the previous data, but the last summary was It's very simple and clear: "After the identification of our hospital, Mu Wan'an and Song Xiaosi are mother-child relationship."

"What's with this report?"

Looking at Song Bingjue with a calm face in surprise, Mu Wan'an said to herself suspiciously:

"Could it be that this is the power of capital?"

"Isn't that what you see?"

Replied vaguely, Song Bingjue said to himself:
"Didn't you be an exchange student in Europe before? I should have been in Europe at that time. If someone asks, you can say that we met and fell in love in Europe, Stoudemire, and you were born at that time. It's just that because something happened Something, you forgot about this experience... until now I found you again."

"OK?"

Still with some doubts, Mu Wan'an has no better way right now, she muttered:
"Forget it, let it be. If they come to question my statement, I'll let them ask you..."

"Okay, then leave it to me."

Song Bingjue glanced at the little woman sitting beside him with a smile. She could finally think of herself when something happened, and she was somewhat excited and relieved, "I wish you could trouble me more."

Looking at him strangely, Mu Wanan's inner OS: ...the president of the dignified Song Group is a fool, right...

When they arrived at the downstairs of the Song Group, Song Bingjue, who was defined as a fool by Mu Wan'an, took her out of the car together. The two had just walked into the gate of the Song Group. I froze in place.

After a moment of silence, the disbelieving and surprised eyes were thrown over. The employees just heard that Mu Wan'an seemed to have met some great senior management personnel, and they didn't understand it with the president... After all, it is possible to make Han Xiu, who is a "close minister of the Son of Heaven" who comes forward in person, should also have a fairly deep background.

It's just that I didn't expect that the president and her would appear in front of everyone so swaggeringly!
Seeing the silence and stiffness of the audience, Song Bingjue frowned without a trace, and said lightly:

"What? Don't they all have to work?"

The tone of this sentence sounds flat, but the employees of the Song Group, who know his style of work, all lowered their heads and began to busy themselves with the matter at hand, but all of them still had their ears open, hoping to hear What kind of explosive gossip.

After dismissing the group of restless employees, Song Bingjue took her directly to the president's special elevator. As soon as the elevator door closed, chattering voices came from the hall:

"I read it right just now, right? Is it the president?"

"Damn it! The woman next to him is the new employee of the translation team that is rumored to be arrogant and defiant?"

"There's something wrong with the two of them! There must be something wrong!"

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The moment the elevator door was closed, Mu Wan'an heard something, she sighed, and looked at the man beside her with a calm face as if she hadn't heard anything:

"It's all right now, my peaceful life is about to change completely."

"What are you afraid of? I have everything."

Song Bingjue looked at her fondly, the elevator door opened at this moment, and under her puzzled eyes, he led her out:

"Send you to work."

"This, this is still unnecessary..."

Thinking of the hostile colleagues in the translation team, if they see it, what kind of moths they will make... Mu Wan'an instinctively wanted to refuse, but Song Bingjue grabbed her hand, with serious eyes:

"Today's incident will not be just the beginning. As long as you have a relationship with me, you will suffer more pressure. Could it be possible to avoid this by blindly escaping? I hope you can think about it carefully and understand it before Tell me your answer."

Hearing what he said, Mu Wan'an also felt suddenly enlightened, her life was her own, and she didn't care what others said.All she can do is to perform the duties of this identity well during these five years.

"Since you've said that, I won't hide it anymore."

Under his encouraging gaze, Mu Wan'an smiled sweetly: "Let's go."

Seeing the confident smile on her face, Song Bingjue couldn't help but smile, she is real who is so fearless.