Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"Yeah, I haven't seen you once."

Seeing him looking back at her, Mu Wan'an simply took off her sunglasses and the wig:
"Are you thinking about me like crazy?"

Seeing her standing there generously and allowing him to look at her, as if she was determined to eat herself, Song Bingjue looked away with some displeasure:

"You said it yourself, I never said anything like that."

"Since you don't want me, I won't use it in the future."

It's rare to see him with such a childish appearance, Mu Wan'an deliberately moved a few steps towards the door, and deliberately twisted the door handle.

"Don't leave!"

Hearing this movement, the woman actually wanted to leave, and he turned around a little annoyed:

"I haven't pursued the fact that you haven't come to see me for so long. It's good for you, but you are about to leave after a word of disagreement."

What met her was Mu Wan'an's innocent eyes, she was still some distance away from the door, she shrugged:

"I was just lying to you, but you are still serious. It can be seen that you really miss me these days."

"Why are you wearing Jiang Ning's clothes?"

After glaring at her, Song Bingjue calmly withdrew his eyes and changed the subject.

"How can I get in without wearing such clothes?"

Sighing, Mu Wan'an walked towards him with a sullen tone:

"I don't know where I offended your subordinate Protector Han. He strictly forbids me to come here to harm you. But think about it, after you are with me, you will become more and more troubled..."

"Don't listen to his nonsense."

Song Bingjue has seen the power of her wild thinking, and his tone softened:

"So, you came to look for me once, but you couldn't come in because Han Xiu stopped you?"

"What do you think?"

Walking up to him, seeing that he was still in good spirits, Mu Wan'an put away her joking expression, and said with concern:
"Are you okay? When we were locked in the closet, I found you had a wound on your chest and was bleeding. When did you get hurt? Did Leon make you like this?"

When she saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, she couldn't help feeling a little worried, and she tightened her grip on his clothes:
"Why don't you speak? Is it serious? I said, why are so many people guarded here? Something must have gone wrong..."

Seeing her babbling like a little old woman, Song Bingjue felt a warm current in his heart, and he held her hand:
"If I knew that as long as I got hurt, you would worry about me so much, I would get hurt more."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Seriously doubting whether he had a high fever that burned his brain out, Mu Wan'an touched his forehead and then his own, and said suspiciously:
"Did your wound get worse? That's why you talk about him so much? Don't hide anything from me. "

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Shaking his head, Song Bingjue looked at her with deep eyes like a deep spring:
"I just think it's fine now."

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Wan'an understood what he meant, and her ears turned red in an instant:
"When did you learn to say those words? I don't remember you ever being like that before."

"Maybe it's because of the rest of my life that I understand more about what you mean to me."

He liked her shy look with her head down. He took her into his arms and looked at her shoulder-length hair:

"Why did you cut your hair short?"

"I broke up with you at that time, so I went to cut it in a fit of anger."

Speaking of it now, she still feels a little pity, her hair grows slowly, and she finally got such long hair:
"Isn't there a saying, 'Start from scratch'? At that time, I felt that my life was a mess, and I should have a new look."

Seeing the look of regret on her face, Song Bingjue couldn't help but grabbed her hand, and he whispered:

"It's my fault. In the future, I will always be with you and watch your hair grow back."

"So, are we rebuilding?"

Leaning in his arms, Mu Wan'an looked at him expectantly, with pleading eyes.Her pitiful appearance made him laugh:
"We have never been apart, and I swear, I will never let you go."

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door, and Mu Wan'an jumped out of his arms in fright, frantically looking for her wig and sunglasses.And Han Xiu's voice came from outside the door at the right time:
"President, I have something to report to you. Is it convenient for you now?"

After finally putting on the wig and finding the sunglasses, Mu Wan'an hurriedly begged in a low voice:

"No, you can't let him in! Tell him it's inconvenient now!"

"It's very convenient, you can come in now."

Under Mu Wan'an's mournful eyes, Song Bingjue agreed to let Han Xiu come in. He looked at the re-disguised woman with a smile on his lips.

"President, this is a project that the Song Group needs your approval recently. This is from the city government..."

After reporting to Song Bingjue one by one, Han Xiu saw the smile on his face and said with great relief:
"It seems that the arrival of Miss Jiang Ning can really make you happy. President, Mu Wan'an is not the only woman in the world. If you look at others, you will find that Mu Wan'an is not your best choice."

"Well."

Hearing his faint response, Han Xiu became more excited. In the past, if he said such things to him, he would be kicked out... Han Xiu turned and looked at "Jiang Ning" who was sitting on the sofa at the entrance:
"Miss Jiang, thank you so much, the president hasn't been this happy for a long time."

He nodded stiffly, indicating that he heard it.

If it weren't for the fact that she was playing Jiang Ning now, Mu Wan'an would have wanted to beat this Han Xiu who kept beckoning her man Amway to other women!

"In the house, Miss Jiang Ning also wears sunglasses?"

Some doubts, but Han Xiu soon felt relieved, celebrities always have some strange habits.

It's just that such a quiet Jiang Ning... is really rare.

After Han Xiu left, Mu Wan'an immediately threw the wig aside, pretending to be vicious on purpose:

"When I'm not around, does he recommend other women to you every day?"

"It's not every day."

I like to see her anxious look the most. Song Bingjue deliberately hesitated to make Mu Wan'an even more displeased:
"Tell me, tell me, what's going on!"

"He's taking his chances every moment."

Deliberately deceiving her, Song Bingjue waited to see her frantic look, and sure enough, the next second she started to run wild on the spot:

"Is Han Xiu and I against each other? Why is this person trying to get in trouble with me! I didn't do it on purpose, and I want to make up for it now... He just has a lot of things!"

"Well, his words won't affect me. I'll criticize him later."

She was so distressed that her small face was tightly wrinkled, and Song Bingjue couldn't bear to see her so troubled all the time. When he was about to walk towards her, the door was pushed open again, followed by Han Xiu leading the way. With an apologetic voice:
"Sorry, President, I left a document here just now..."

Before he finished speaking, he came face to face with Mu Wan'an, who had short hair and a fierce expression, and his words trembled a little:
"Why are you here? Isn't Jiang Ning here?"

After glancing at the wig not far away and the sunglasses in her hand, he understood everything:
"It seems like a coincidence that the president just woke up when you came."

Seeing his smiling face, Mu Wan'an couldn't help shivering, she ran behind Song Bingjue a few times, and said with a guilty conscience:

"You were the one who lied to me first, and said that he was resting when I came... No, he didn't rest all day long!"

"Han Xiu, don't you have any explanation for this?"

Raising his eyebrows, Song Bingjue decided to take this opportunity to speak out:

"You suddenly have such a big prejudice against her, I need a reason."

"...The president can be understood as my selfishness."

Glancing at Mu Wanan, who was lying on Song Bingjue's shoulder and looking at him quietly, Han Xiu only thought she was a witch, and he said firmly:
"In the past, I didn't realize that Mu Wan'an had a great influence on you. But what happened these few times... With all due respect, your behavior is that you don't love Jiangshan and beautiful people."

Mu Wan'an, who was crowned with the title of "beauty", was a little flattered, she waved her hands again and again:
"I'm really embarrassed that you praise me so much. My appearance is actually very ordinary..."

Choked by her words, in the end, Han Xiu could only stare at her bitterly, and then continued to say to Song Bingjue:
"I don't have any opinion on your love life, but, for a woman, regardless of your own body, you have to do everything about her yourself. I really think it's a bit too much."

"is it?"

He asked lightly, Song Bingjue didn't mean to blame him, "Continue to talk."

"If she could give you the same in return, I wouldn't be so angry."

Sighing, Han Xiu lowered his eyes. Although the sight of the two lying in the closet covered in blood and hugging each other shocked him, he would never compromise because of this:
"There are so many women who like you in this world, and women who are more beautiful, better-born, and smarter than her abound. I think it's really not worth spending energy on her."

"Finished?"

Listening to his calm voice, he didn't seem to be angry, Han Xiu raised his head in surprise:
"……Yes."

"What you think is not only thinking for me as your subordinate, I have heard your concern."

After a short pause, Song Bingjue grabbed Mu Wan'an's hand on his shoulder, and said in a flat tone:

"I'm very happy, but I don't need others to judge my life, and I don't want you to intervene in my feelings."

"……Yes."