Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

After changing into another dress that Shen Yu had prepared for her, Mu Wan'an trimmed her hair again before going downstairs.

This dress is an alizarin red wrap bust skirt, which reaches to the calf. It was originally paired with high heels of the same color, but the shoes were not brought into the dressing room, so Mu Wan'an could only wear the original pair of silver high heels first.

However, this pair of silver shoes is paired with alizarin red, which reduces the sharpness of alizarin red a little, and makes the whole person more generous and decent.

As soon as she went downstairs, she saw a few people standing beside the stairs. Shen Yu and Song Bingjue were standing in front, followed by Zhou Tingsui, Jiang Sheng and Gong Qi whom she had seen before. They were the most prestigious people in City A. The characters, standing together, attracted the attention of many people.

"You guys had a good chat before, what are you doing here?"

"Sister-in-law looks really good in this dress!"

Gong Qi, who was a little younger, spoke first, on the one hand, because Mu Wan'an was really good-looking, and on the other hand, he wanted to save some face for Song Bingjue—that brother-in-law hadn't agreed yet!

"Sister-in-law and sister-in-law call me old."

Anyone would be happy to hear someone praise him for his good looks, Mu Wan'an couldn't help showing a sweet smile, "You haven't said anything yet, what are you doing here? Go wherever you want."

"Where else can we go? Brother Song just said a few words to us, and he just wanted to come and see you. We have no choice but to come here together."

Desperately building Song Bingjue's favorability in front of her, Gong Qi glanced at Song Bingjue who was only smiling at her, thinking about this wooden fish's head, and then poked Jiang Sheng who was standing beside him:
"Er Sheng, do you think so?"

Jiang Sheng, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was suddenly poked by Gong Qi, and raised his head in a bit of a daze. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he could only nod blankly.

"I see that you are all fooling me and trying to make me happy on purpose!"

When she was in England before, she couldn't see him, and she still felt longing for him. After returning to City A, she didn't dare to see him anymore.

Seeing that she was only focused on talking to them, Song Bingjue glanced at Gong Qi who was flattering her in front of her. When Gong Qi was talking non-stop in front of Mu Wan'an, he suddenly felt a chill, and turned his head to notice Song Bingjue's eyes , The back of the neck felt cold, and then he stopped talking embarrassingly.

"Okay, let's have a drink first."

Seeing that Song Bingjue's eyes were eagerly glued to Mu Wan'an, Zhou Ting stood up and proposed, bringing along Shen Yu along the way:
"Shen Yu, we haven't seen each other for a long time, shall we go together?"

Originally, he wanted to watch here firmly, but since Zhou Tingsui met and Youya was watching here, Shen Yu just hesitated for a moment, then nodded to Mu Wan'an and said:
"I'll leave with them for a while, and we'll go home together later."

Even if he didn't say anything, she knew what she was worried about. Mu Wan'an gave him a reassuring look, "I'm not a child anymore. Besides, Ya is by my side, so you don't have to worry."

She opened her mouth to mention Ya, and only then did everyone notice the man who had been leaning on the stairs not far behind Mu Wan'an with his chest folded. Although he was wearing a well-regulated suit, his unruly aura was incompatible with the dinner party.

"You don't trust Bingjue too much. After all, City A is his territory. Here, that short-sighted person will attack your sister? Not to mention, Goodnight is Bingjue's man—"

After trying it out for Song Bingjue, seeing that Shen Yu didn't show any special expression, Zhou Tingsui couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and his expression became much more relaxed:
"Don't stand here anymore. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I also want to introduce some new friends to you. Let's go this way."

After they were completely out of his sight, Mu Wan'an withdrew his gaze, then lowered his head, counting the rhinestones inlaid on the shoes, feeling very flustered for some reason.

"Late night."

It's pitiful and hateful to see her eyes flicking here and there, just not looking at her little appearance. If it weren't for so many people here, he would have to rub her into his arms and clean up, but right now He could only look at her with restraint:
"You haven't seen me for a long time. Don't you miss me?"

Hearing this sentence, Mu Wan'an raised her head and glanced at him. It's hard to imagine that this sentence came from Song Bingjue's mouth. Although he was as stern as ever, she seemed to hear the slightest trace of it from his tone... Wronged?

"Isn't this a meeting? What are you asking these questions for?"

"I thought Wanwan would be in the same mood as me."

Can't help but sigh, Song Bingjue has a sad look on his face, people who don't know him think he is really heartbroken, Mu Wan'an knows that he is just deliberately coaxing himself to say what he wants to hear, so he hardens his head Shengsheng turned aside, "Hurry up and put away this look, let those women who eagerly want to be Mrs. Song see it, and don't know what to say. Make it look like I'm sorry for you."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at the crowd, many celebrities were looking at this side expectantly, Chen Xinrao hadn't left yet, her eyes were fixed on Song Bingjue eagerly.

A sudden anger rose in her heart, she knew it had nothing to do with him, but she still turned cold and said:
"Those girls are looking at you. They miss you more than I do. You'd better talk to them!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a little regretful, but when she looked up at the girls again, she still couldn't help but sulk, so she simply ignored him, lifted her skirt slightly, and went to the garden behind the hotel.

Her anger was so unreasonable, but Song Bingjue couldn't help but smirk slightly, he was disgusted by her because of his popularity?It's really interesting.

Seeing her walking back with an angry look, his eyes brought a little smile. After returning from England, she was much more honest than before... Before he had time to think about it in the future, he started to follow her she.

When he came to the garden, the temperature sensed by his body dropped suddenly. Mu Wan'an took a breath of fresh air with a cold floral fragrance, and his whole body seemed to be plunged into a head of cold water, waking up from the anger just now.

What was she angry at him for?He has never flirted with women, but because of his wealth, appearance and ability, he will naturally provoke our women to jump on him.

When she was wondering whether to go back to him, she heard the man's casual laughter:
"When did Wanwan start to be so entangled?"

Suddenly being poked into the center of the mind by the person involved, Mu Wan'an was angry and annoyed, she said angrily:
"Who are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"I'm talking about ... a person who has not only learned to struggle, but is now increasingly dishonest."

Walking behind her, Song Bingjue looked at her back, probably really angry with him, she didn't want to turn around to look at him, he could only half coax and half threaten:
"It seems that I am less and less inviting Wan Wan to see you. You used to be willing to look at me more than Wan Wan, but now you despise me so much. If so, then I'd better go."

As he spoke, he raised his footsteps, as if he was about to leave.

After walking two steps in this way, there was indeed movement behind her, and she had a somewhat eager voice:
"Where did I say that I despise you? It's all your own fabrication!"

He stopped, turned around and looked back at her, with slyness in his eyes, but an innocent face on his face:
"Looks like I misunderstood it. I saw that Wan Wan didn't want to look back at me, so I thought it was me who made you unhappy."

"You are right, okay?"

Couldn't help laughing out loud, Mu Wan'an looked at him, the gloom in his heart dissipated, and he looked a little more serious, "What happened just now is my fault, I shouldn't lose my temper with you."

"When did we have to talk about this in such a serious way?"

Walking in front of her, Song Bingjue looked down at her condescendingly. Under the moonlight, she could see every detail of her face clearly. He reached out and held her hand:
"Why are your hands so cold? The temperature in City A has dropped drastically recently, you should wear more clothes."

After speaking, he took off his coat and put it on her body.

Mu Wan'an grabbed the hem of her coat, and suddenly didn't know what to say, maybe because she hadn't seen her for a few days, she suddenly felt a strange feeling.

The expression on her little face changed back and forth, making Song Bingjue a little funny, and he didn't speak, and the face of the little woman covered by his coat gradually turned crimson... Mu Wan'an felt the heat on her face, He quickly raised his eyes to look at him, and whispered:
"Why are you staring at me? Could it be that flowers have grown on my face?"

"I'm thinking……"

He deliberately lengthened his voice, making her couldn't help but raise her ears to listen. After seeing that she was fully focused on him, Song Bingjue said contentedly:
"I'm wondering if I've lost all my charm in Wanwan. Wanwan only looks down at her shoes, and doesn't want to look at me any more?"

"..."

Blushing by his words, Mu Wan'an's voice was lower than that of a mosquito:
"I didn't mean not to look at you..."

"Why did you refuse to talk to me that night?"

Seeing that she couldn't help lowering her head again, Song Bingjue held her face and forced her to look up at him. The two looked at each other, and he could see each other's eyes at a glance. He saw that her eyes were full of himself. reflection, "Huh?"

Mu Wan'an also couldn't understand her feelings. She was always looking forward to the person she could meet in front of her. She should be happy, or in other words, the two of them should get along in the same way as before... But I don't know why, I can't remember any of the questions I wanted to ask before returning home.

Just like when I was in the orphanage, a toy that I had been thinking about for a long time, when I really got it, I didn't know what to do with it.