Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"Why should I be responsible to him? Mu Wan'an, you are too holy."

While inspecting her son's injuries, Chen Xinxue laughed at her innocence, her eyes flicked across this expressionless little monster:

"It's a great kindness for a sick child to grow up in Song's parents, receive the best education, and enjoy all the glory and wealth. You want me to be responsible for his life? Why?"

"you!"

Unexpectedly, she spoke so viciously, Mu Wan'an couldn't help but look at Song Bingjue, with her last hope:
"Song Bingjue, don't you have anything to say about this?"

"He... indeed, he is my own son."

Glancing at the boy in Chen Xinxue's arms, Song Bingjue's eyebrows were heavy, and his tone was heavy:

"As for Xiaosi, I will naturally continue to take care of him, so you don't have to worry."

"what do you mean?"

Mu Wan'an only felt that something suddenly collapsed in her heart, and she looked at him in disbelief:
"Even if Xiao Si is not your child, but you brought him up with your own hands, can the feelings of the past few years really be erased at will?"

"We've all decided to keep and raise this child. It's not about relatives, it's not for reasons. We've done our best to let him stay here. What's not enough for him?"

Seeing that Mu Wan'an wanted to fight for Song Xiaosi, Chen Xinxue couldn't help interjecting, she stared at the woman who was protecting the dead child:
"Birth is naturally different. What's more, in what capacity are you saying these things here? Who are you to this child? When will it be your turn to speak about the internal affairs of the Song family?"

"me……"

She almost blurted out that she was Song Bingjue's girlfriend, but seeing that he didn't mean to speak for her, and that Chen Xinxue was his ex-wife, she could only reluctantly say:
"I'm Song Bingjue's friend, and I also watched Xiao Si grow up. Xiao Si is not a bad boy, he just couldn't accept this fact for a while."

"You can treat my son like this if you can't accept this fact?"

Once again, Chen Xinxue fiercely gouged the dead child, and put her child on the ground, then looked at Mu Wan'an:

"I see that you are also very concerned about Xiaosi. I heard that you adopted a little beggar before? It's not surprising to adopt another one now. If you really like this child, take it back!"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Mu Wan'an quickly covered Xiao Si's ears. She didn't know what else this woman would say:
"He already has his own father, so why does he need me? If there is such a day, I will take him away without hesitation."

"Bingjue, did you hear that?"

She was confronting herself right now, Chen Xinxue had a cold smile on her face, and said sweetly:

"She is blaming you. Speaking of which, since we have agreed to let Xiaosi stay, why are you so aggressive?"

"...If Ms. Chen can uphold the heart of a loving mother, let alone treat her as her own, as long as she doesn't treat him as a thorn in her side, I still have nothing to say."

Staying with Song Bingjue is undoubtedly the best choice for Stoudemire.

Glancing at Xiao Si who cast his eyes on Song Bingjue, Mu Wan'an felt a twinge of pain in her heart. She was really powerless to deal with the current situation.

"Miss Mu is too worried."

Seeing that she was finally unable to hold on anymore, Chen Xinxue finally showed a smug smile, she smiled and said:
"As long as you don't come here often to say these annoying things, I will naturally treat Xiaosi well. Don't get me wrong—you will still come here often as a guest in the future. I welcome you very much."

"No need."

Her hypocrisy is already obvious.

Glancing at the man with a dignified face, Mu Wan'an could only temporarily hold back even though she was full of doubts and doubts:

"Since you still have things to deal with, I'll take my leave first."

After finishing speaking, she whispered a few more words in Xiaosi's ear, then picked up her bag and left quickly.

All of this happened too fast today.

Mu Wan'an suppressed her thoughts. First, Ning Weiwei came to visit with a strange expression, and then Chen Xinxue, who had come back from the dead, came back with Song Bingjue's real son...they talked for a full three hours.

For these three hours, she was trembling below, walking on thin ice.

But I don't know what the end result will be.

the next day.

I was in a daze at work all day, and Mu Wanan made mistakes in the data several times when drawing. Song Jiajia didn't know why, so she couldn't help laughing at her:

"Are you suffering from lovesickness? Why are you so out of your mind? Isn't it just a few days after reconciliation, why is it like this again?"

Sighing, Mu Wan'an took a look at the results of her work, and simply put down the work at hand, she said lightly:
"You don't know yet, Song Bingjue's ex-wife is back. She also has a child with her."

"Isn't his ex-wife dead? How come he came back with a child?"

Hearing this news, Song Jiajia's eyes widened. She didn't expect such a thing to happen at this time:

"Could it be that he cheated death in the past? Or is this person a fake?"

"If it's a fake, how could Song Bingjue not be able to see it? She has a paternity test, and Song Bingjue also looks like the two have known each other for a long time, which shows that it is indeed true."

Closing her eyes, Mu Wan'an felt that her mind was full of chaos and there was no clear spot. She leaned back on the back of the office chair:
"Actually, I also feel that there is something strange about it, and I want to try my best to understand him... But, I don't want to be concealed so silently. I just want to wait for an explanation now."

"Didn't he explain or communicate with you after this incident?"

Puzzled by Song Bingjue's behavior, Song Jiajia couldn't help asking out loud, and she also noticed something wrong with the way the two got along:
"Is he always like this? Or is it just on this matter?"

"It's always been like this... Sometimes I also reflect on it, am I not tolerant enough for him? Am I caring too much?"

The whole day today, Mu Wan'an has been waiting for her cell phone to ring, but she has never waited for it. Her clear eyes are full of deep disappointment:

"But, I'm an ordinary person. I can't keep myself out of it. He doesn't want to tell me anything. Why?"

"Maybe he doesn't want you to get involved in these things? After all, his ex-wife is not a person easy to deal with, and this deliberate concealment may have good intentions."

Although the Internet is usually "persuading to leave but not to persuade", but when she met in real life, Song Jiajia still couldn't see her missing such a "not bad" man:

"You find a chance to ask, maybe he will tell you."

"When I came back from Jiwu Mountain last time, I asked him what exactly Li Nian used to threaten him."

Thinking of what happened last time, Mu Wan'an supported her head, feeling more and more disheartened:

"At that time, I just reconciled with him, and it was the time when we were in love, but he still refused to tell me. I was thinking at the time, is there anything I can't know? Why do you keep it from me? You know, This feeling of being concealed from the whole world is really too bad."

"If it happened to me, I can't accept it."

Sighing, Song Jiajia didn't know how to comfort her. She picked up the phone from the table and handed it to Mu Wanan:
"But no matter what, I think you have to ask him. Whether he will tell you is one thing; whether you ask or not is another matter."

Taking the phone and looking at the column of Song Bingjue in the contacts, Mu Wan'an hesitated several times, but still sent her own question:
"Can you tell me what happened? I want an explanation."

After sending it, she breathed a sigh of relief, but she became more and more worried:
"I'm afraid that this text message will disappear forever and never return."

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone rang. Song Jiajia was taken aback for a moment. After seeing the name of the caller displayed on the screen, she quickly motioned to her:
"Quickly answer the phone! What are you doing in a daze?"

Under her urging, Mu Wan'an answered the phone, and Chen Xinxue's calm and triumphant voice came from over there:

"Miss Mu, the text message you sent to my husband was a bit too ambiguous, right?"

"Miss Chen, you have gone through the formalities of remarriage so quickly? My relationship with Mr. Song is not over yet. I think, whether it's for you or for me, I have the right to ask him for clarification."

Unexpectedly, she answered the phone. This phone is Song Bingjue's personal phone. Why is it in her hand?
The hand holding the phone gradually tightened, and Mu Wan'an's face was mocking like never before. Song Jiajia, who was on the side, saw something was wrong, and when she found her, she clenched her other hand tightly.

"The remarriage procedure and ceremony will be announced after a while. Good morning Mu, just wait and see. As for the explanation you want, of course I can tell you, but do you think you can bear this fact? "

Glancing at the man taking a shower, Chen Xinxue walked out of the room with her mobile phone, and closed the door again:

"There may be some things you don't want to know."

"What else can't I bear now? Whether he remarries you or not, shouldn't he be responsible for our relationship?"

Her words made Mu Wan'an uncontrollably suspend her heart, she pretended to be calm:
"Do you want to say that if it wasn't because I can take good care of Xiaosi, that's why he would be with me?"

"If this is the case, you can be regarded as somewhat practical. It's a pity that the truth is far worse than you think."

An inexplicable smile appeared, and Chen Xinxue looked at the servants playing with her son, as well as the luxuriously decorated living room, all of which finally returned to her hands.