Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

If you are not guilty, why are you afraid of what someone will say in front of me?
Mu Wan'an looked at him with an extremely strange look. She tried to open her eyes to look at him, and suddenly realized a truth.

No matter how good Song Bingjue is to her, no matter how comfortable life is now, a fake is a fake, and she and Song Bingjue are not from the same world.

Why do I have any reason to question him here?

"No one said anything in front of me. It's my own overthinking."

The frustration came so quickly, she suddenly didn't want to continue arguing with her on this, she forced a smile and said:

"I encountered something today, and I'm in a bad mood."

"You must tell me something." Although he knew that the matter was definitely more than what she said so easily, Song Bingjue also knew that he would not be able to ask anything from her mouth. Can't help sinking.

"Ah."

She lowered her eyes, did not look at him, then opened the door and left.

Uncle Li, who was waiting downstairs, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when he saw her coming out of the study with a calm face, but when he looked up at her again, he felt that this calmness was a bit shocking.

When it was time for dinner, he saw that the two of them were still getting along as before, and he finally let go of his heart.

From the corner of Song Bingjue's eyes, he saw Mu Wan'an, who was buried in her meal. She seemed particularly absent-minded when eating today, and she put the celery, which she didn't usually like, into her mouth one by one.

When Mu Wan'an took Xiaosi to wash up, Song Bingjue sat at the head of the table, holding the goblet with his slender fingers, shaking it gently, the scarlet wine exuded a tempting fragrance in the uniform and powerful shaking. Alcoholic fragrance.

"When she goes out today, is there anyone with her?"

Hearing the young master's question, Uncle Li was a little surprised, but still replied respectfully:
"Driver Zhang accompanied his wife out today, so I'll bring him here right away."

After a while, the trembling driver Zhang stood in front of Song Bingjue, and he didn't dare to hide it, so he said:

"Today Madam asked me to take her to the orphanage. After Madam entered the orphanage, a middle-aged man came. He was about the same height and build as me. He pointed a gun at me, saying that he was sent by the master, and then He sat in the car. When Madam came out, he said some very bad things to Madam..."

Hearing that it was his father who did it again, Song Bingjue stopped shaking his wine glass, and narrowed his eyes slightly:
"What did you say?"

"He said, let Madam recognize his identity or something, but Madam fought back."

Such a small matter will not make her have such an abnormal phenomenon at all. Song Bingjue remembered the case of Jiang Chunmei that had not been completely concluded, and asked again:

"Only these? Go on."

Driver Zhang, who was racking his brains, suddenly remembered the last few words the man said, and hurriedly said:

"By the way, he also said that Mr. You have something to hide from Mrs. Jiang Chunmei's buying-murder-kill-someone was completely instigated by Mr. Song. He also said that he thought Mrs. was different in Mr.'s heart. It's just that..."

Uncle Li, who was standing by the side, was terrified when he heard it. He naturally knew that the old man had a strong desire to control, but he never thought that he would do such a thing. Wouldn't this push the young master out? !
Sensing Uncle Li gasping for breath, Song Bingjue raised a very ironic smile. He didn't know whether he was talking to Uncle Li or talking to himself:

"There is such a big family in charge, it's really... getting in the way."

With a chill in his heart, Uncle Li quickly persuaded: "Master is getting old, and he can't see many things clearly. He only has so much power in his hands now. Please read it on the basis of father-son relationship, don't blame me. he."

"You are really loyal to him."

With a chuckle, Song Bingjue raised his wine glass and looked at everything in front of him through the scarlet liquid.Uncle Li became more and more frightened after hearing this. He gritted his teeth and lowered his head:
"I'm already serving the young master now, so naturally I want to be loyal to the young master."

"Oh, really."

He let out a chuckle of unknown meaning. Song Bingjue obviously didn't believe his words, but he didn't want to continue wasting energy on this matter, "That's the end of this matter, I have other things now. You all go down Bar."

Seeing this, Uncle Li didn't say anything else, and left with Driver Zhang.

Looking at the already deserted living room, he thought of Mu Wan'an's indifferent attitude in the study, she seemed to be moving away from him step by step.

How could he allow... such a thing will never happen.

Sitting alone in the luxurious room with bright lights for a long time, after making up his mind, he raised his hand and drank the red wine in the glass.

Mu Wan'an wrapped the naked Xiaosi in a towel, and then hugged him out of the bathtub.Today's Mu Wan'an is much quieter than before, and Xiao Si seems to have noticed it too. He tilted his head and looked at her, as if he was puzzled.

"I know. You must have guessed that I'm in a bad mood right now."

Being stared at by him so motionlessly, Mu Wan'an was a little embarrassed after being exposed. Although Stoudemire doesn't like to communicate with the outside world, he has keen observation skills.

"Small Si, the adult's world is much more complicated."

While helping him dry the water stains on his body with a towel, she said vaguely:
"I feel bad right now...but I know I shouldn't feel bad."

She raised her eyes and looked at him, as if she saw comfort from his expressionless little face, she smiled self-deprecatingly, "It seems that I shouldn't tell you these things, after all, you can't understand..."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Si rushed over, his wet and steamy hair gently rubbed against her neck, like a docile puppy.

"Thank you, thank you..."

The sudden response made her so excited that tears almost flowed down. She stroked Xiaosi's back lightly. At this moment, she woke up from the strange man's words, and she suddenly felt that she and this world, There is a deep connection.

Song Bingjue stood outside Xiao Si's room, through a slight crack in the door, he saw Xiao Si nestled on Mu Wan'an's shoulder, and there was a faint sobbing sound.

After coaxing Xiaosi to sleep, Mu Wan'an sat alone in the living room for a long time, and Uncle Li was in the dark corridor watching the TV screen but obviously distracted by his wife, and finally knew the difference between her and the young master. During this period, there was probably a conflict, and it seemed serious.

"lady……"

After hesitating again and again, he came out of the darkness step by step, and stood beside Mu Wan'an cautiously, "I don't know if I should say something, but I still think you need to know."

"Uncle Li, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Seeing that it was Uncle Li who came, she admired this housekeeper who took care of the entire Song family's housework and took good care of herself. Mu Wan'an cheered herself up:

"Uncle Li, sit down, you don't have to be so restrained."

"Thank you ma'am."

Although he thanked him, Uncle Li still didn't sit down, he stood there with his head bowed, and said softly:

"I probably already know what happened this time. To be honest, I was also sent by the master."

Uncle Li is also from Mr. Song's side?
Mu Wan'an looked at him in disbelief, and muttered to herself in surprise: "How could it be..."

"It's true."

Thinking of the past, Uncle Li's eyes became a little dark, and he sighed heavily:

"The master is a very capable person. He created such a big career when he was young, and he can be regarded as an omnipotent figure. So even though he is old, he still has a strong desire to control. I hope he can Take control of your son's life."

A little taken aback, Mu Wan'an didn't expect such a tangled relationship between father and son, but she was not qualified to speak on this kind of matter, so she just kept silent.

"How can someone like the young master obey the master's arrangement? So since he took over the family affairs, he has been building his own power and fighting against the master's strength. In order to better control the young master who has already supported the Song Enterprise alone, I was sent here."

After briefly describing his identity and the relationship between Song's father and son, Uncle Li looked at Mu Wan'an, and said apologetically:
"The incident this time is also a manifestation of the master's desire to control. He likes the second lady of the Chen family very much, but the young master likes you. In order to make the young master obey his arrangement, he did such a thing... I don't agree Quite a surprise."

Suddenly, such a large amount of information flooded her brain, Mu Wan'an was a little hard to calm down, she looked at him emotionally:
"I never want to get involved in this kind of thing, whether it's the game between their father and son, or who will be the last Mrs. Song... Well, I just, I just think, don't you think, because I want to If Chen Xinrao successfully married Song Bingjue, would she be able to buy-murder-kill-someone? Would she be able to humiliate another person over and over again?"

Seeing Uncle Li's face full of guilt, Mu Wan'an realized that she was too excited, she sighed, and leaned back somewhat dejectedly:
"Sorry, I haven't been in a particularly good mood recently, and I apologize to you for my behavior."

Uncle Li was very frightened, he shook his head and replied: "Ma'am, you are too polite, I took the liberty to find you today, and told you this again, just to let you believe that the young master treats you... it is true Very carefully."

After speaking, he quietly retreated.Mu Wan'an recalled his words, and couldn't help feeling very sad. The reason why Uncle Li thought so was because he didn't know about the agreement between her and Song Bingjue.

As mediocre as her, how can she be taken seriously by him?