Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

At 05:30 in the evening, she pushed the wheelchair by herself again. However, the black-clothed bodyguard guarding the door still told her politely:

"I'm sorry, but the president doesn't see you at this time."

"Is he awake yet? Has the wound worsened? Has his high fever subsided?"

Even if she couldn't get in, Mu Wan'an wanted to know about his recent situation. At this moment, a male voice interrupted her worry:

"Ms. Mu, you don't have to worry. I've already sent someone to invite Miss Jiang Ning. At that time, Miss Jiang Ning will come to take care of the president's daily life. Don't bother you."

It was Han Xiu again.

If the previous words were just connotations, this time's behavior was to declare to her clearly that she would not come again.

Looking at Han Xiu with an indifferent face, Mu Wan'an couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and she asked:

"Assistant Han, have I ever offended you?"

"No."

In her puzzled eyes, Han Xiu continued to speak slowly:

"Although Ms. Mu didn't offend me, your actions have caused great distress and harm to the president. As his subordinate, I must make you no longer appear in his life."

"You mean, I am the source of danger?"

She couldn't help laughing softly, Mu Wan'an understood Han Xiu's thoughts, she looked at Han Xiu:

"Han Special Assistant, I hope you can understand one thing."

"what?"

Frowning, Han Xiu didn't understand why the woman in front of him didn't leave, he said it so bluntly.

"It's true that I hurt him, but I want to make amends now."

Looking at him sincerely, Mu Wanan swore that this was the first time she tried so hard to make others believe what she said:

"Maybe you will be dissatisfied with me continuing to pester him, but this is between me and him, and has nothing to do with you."

"..."

She is indeed a difficult woman, Han Xiu's eyes could not help but darken, and he smiled politely again:
"I don't understand what feelings are like. My duty is to protect the president and prevent him from getting hurt."

After finishing speaking, he didn't talk nonsense with Mu Wanan, but said to the group of security guards:
"I didn't give you such a high salary to make you daze, and I opened my eyes one by one!"

This is really another face-to-face humiliation!

No matter how good his temper is, he will be angered by his words and deeds. Mu Wan'an watched him disappear from her sight, and couldn't help but sigh.

After a few days of rest, her body finally regained some strength, and she was not so tired when walking. Song Jiajia heard that she had lost too much blood, and piles of blood-enriching soup and food were delivered to her:
"Drink some chicken soup with red dates and wolfberries. I asked my mother to put Ganoderma lucidum in it, which is a great tonic!"

She was forced to drink several bowls. If she couldn't drink anymore, Song Jiajia would definitely let her eat two more bowls of rice.

"You finally escaped from the den of thieves, why are you unhappy? Are you frowning every day?"

While packing the lunch box, Song Jiajia observed her expression:

"What's the matter? Are you having trouble with Song Bingjue again? If you're still fighting with him, it's because you're hypocritical. They really have nothing to do with you. I stopped by to visit him before I came here, and he's recovering quite well." nice..."

"Can you go in? Did Han Xiu stop you?"

Unexpectedly, Song Jiajia went in to visit him, and Mu Wan'an's spirit rose instantly. She grabbed Song Jiajia's hand and asked:
"How is it? The wound on his chest is nothing serious, right? It really scared me to death that day..."

"Shouldn't you tell me that you haven't seen him yet?"

Looking at Mu Wan'an strangely, Song Jiajia muttered to herself:
"I never realized that you are such a little white-eyed wolf!"

"Han Xiu won't let me go in... I ask every day, but he always asks people to stop me."

Thinking of this, Mu Wan'an's eyes dimmed. Like a deflated balloon, she was lying on the bed playing with thread:

"Maybe I made a mistake before. The mistake was that I didn't listen to his explanation and didn't understand him more... But why didn't you let me see him? I should make up for what I did wrong."

"Is there such a thing? You are not allowed to visit?"

Somewhat surprised, Song Jiajia also became worried for her. She remembered the news she had eavesdropped on the bodyguard at the door:

"Then it's over for you. I heard that starting tomorrow, Jiang Ning will come over to take care of Song Bingjue himself. When he was weak, you were looking forward to it, but you didn't come to take care of him, and the other woman asked for his health..."

"No way."

Even though she said so, Mu Wan'an was still a little uneasy, she said firmly:
"I'm sure they won't have anything."

Even though he believed that the relationship between the two was innocent, Mu Wan'an still couldn't hold back his emotions, and guarded outside the ward early the next morning.

It was only five o'clock in the morning, and the bodyguards standing guard outside were helpless. He persuaded:
"It's still early, and the president hasn't woken up yet. You'd better go back."

"No, I'll just wait here. I want to know, when will the president wake up? When can I see him?"

Rejecting his proposal, Mu Wan'an waited until seven o'clock before Han Xiu came late. When he saw Mu Wan'an standing outside, he frowned:

"Miss Mu, let's go back. At this time, the president is still resting."

"Han Special Assistant, in your description, he has turned into a vegetable. You are looking at me to bully you, right? Countless times a day, you say he is sleeping?"

With a cold smile, Mu Wan'an looked at the man with an uneasy expression, and continued:
"What a coincidence, he didn't sleep when others came. When I came, you didn't even look at him and said he was resting."

"It seems that Miss Mu is still self-aware."

Being exposed by her on the spot, Han Xiu didn't show any embarrassment or embarrassment on his face, he even showed a smile:
"I just don't want you to see the president, so what? As long as I stop you, you will never be able to get close to him for the rest of your life."

"It seems that Assistant Han is really confident in himself."

How could I make him so disgusted?
Mu Wan'an looked at him, and suddenly said:

"You'd better hide him in this ward all your life, otherwise, I will see him sooner or later."

As soon as she finished speaking, a female voice as clear as a stream broke in:
"What are Miss Mu and Special Assistant Han arguing about here? I think you have all forgotten that this is a hospital."

Looking towards the visitor, Mu Wan'an's breathing was stagnant. Jiang Ning, who was wearing a smoky blue double-sided woolen coat, walked over, and the corners of her eyes and brows were filled with aura:

"What's there to argue about? Good night sister, don't worry, I'll take care of him for you."

With that said, Jiang Ning held Mu Wan'an's hand, looking like a sister.

Looking at Jiang Ning like this, Mu Wan'an was a little strange, and stared at her blankly.

"Ms. Mu should have seen it, right? Someone like Ms. Jiang deserves to stand with our president."

Seeing Mu Wan'an's dumbfounded expression, Han Xiu spoke with complacency, and he deliberately told her to retreat:

"As soon as Ms. Jiang heard that the president was ill, she immediately dropped the notice in her hand. This is something you can't compare to."

"When will it depend on whether you are compatible or not in a relationship?"

Originally, she wanted to leave here quickly, but after hearing Han Xiu's words, Mu Wan'an couldn't help complaining:

"I have to tell you that what Chen Xinrao said to me the most before was that she deserves to stand beside Song Bingjue... Special assistant Han has also become that vulgar person, it's really sad!"

After making Han Xiu's face livid with anger, Mu Wan'an hurriedly slipped away. After leaving their sight, she found the women's bathroom and unfolded the paper dumpling that Jiang Ning had stuffed into her hand just now.

"At ten twenty, see you in the women's bathroom on the east side of the thirteenth floor."

At [-]:[-], Mu Wan'an appeared in the bathroom on time, and after a while, Jiang Ning came over.

She handed her a paper bag and urged:
"Hurry up and put it on. Han Xiu is out on errands at this time. I specially wore a pair of sunglasses today. Then you can get in."

Looking at the clothes in the bag that were exactly the same as Jiang Ning's, Mu Wan'an instantly understood, and she asked doubtfully while changing clothes:

"Isn't today your first time here? How do you know that Han Xiu won't let me in?"

"I have my own eyeliner, so don't worry about it so much."

After Mu Wan'an was fully dressed, Jiang Ning put another wig on her head, and explained with a smile:
"Now that you are willing to take the initiative to take care of him, you must already know that the front is just a show. Good night, sister, please don't blame me for not telling you."

Now I am 12 grateful to her, Mu Wan'an said with an embarrassed smile:
"Although I was very angry at the time, I found out later... It's just that I have been losing my temper."

"Okay, hurry over."

Pushing her out of the bathroom, Jiang Ning couldn't help showing a smile when she looked at the woman who was [-]% similar to herself after wearing sunglasses.

"Miss Jiang, you are back!"

As soon as she walked to the door, one of the security guards said with a bitter face:

"The president is calling you, what have you been doing for so long."

Fearing that they would hear that he was someone else from the voice, Mu Wan'an could only nod pretending to be cold, expressing that he knew, and then pushed the door open.

Just as the door was closed, Song Bingjue's cold voice came from sitting by the window:

"What? She hasn't come to see me today?"

"I don't know the 'she' you mentioned, but which one is it?"

Is this how he passed the time when he wasn't here?Mu Wan'an felt a little funny, and then deliberately imitated Jiang Ning's voice:
"Mr. Song should tell me something accurate, so that I can go and see what's going on with her."

"Of course it's Mu Wan'an, that heartless woman! It's been a long time since I've been here... It's really fattening her courage."

With a heavy snort, Song Bingjue was about to ask Jiang Ning to see what was going on, but he realized something was wrong belatedly.