Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"What? Senior, are you... marrying her? Why did you decide so quickly? Didn't you insist on good night before?"

When Song Jiajia received this call, she was completely stunned. She glanced at the worried Mu Wan'an not far away, and immediately lowered her voice:

"What's going on here? How do I feel that you guys come out one by one?"

"It's indeed a bit quick. But that's good, and Good Night won't feel that she is ashamed of me."

Li Nian, who was holding the mobile phone, put down the photo frame he was holding tightly while talking on the phone. There was a relieved smile on his lips:

"Although she didn't say it, she gradually alienated me, and I understood everything. I think this should be the best ending between us."

After returning from Jiwushan, he made up his mind to go back to the past with her. At most, he still waited silently as before, but unexpectedly, the distance between the two of them gradually drifted away.

Regardless of whether his behavior left a shadow in her heart, he didn't want to wait so hopelessly any longer.

As for his own marriage... Let it be the last time he will do something for her.

"Senior, it's good that you have figured it out. Although Ning Weiwei is a bit shrewd, I think she likes you sincerely, and I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years."

Sighing, Song Jiajia hung up the phone. She looked at Mu Wan'an who was sitting in the office not far away with her face covered by a book, walked in and said:
"Good night, the senior said she is getting married. The bride is Ning Weiwei, the owner of the dessert shop that day."

"I guessed it would be her."

The book was not even taken down, Mu Wan'an closed her eyes and meditated, "Ning Weiwei worked hard to get pregnant. With this child, it will be a matter of time before she gets married to senior brother."

"You mean she used her child to blackmail the senior? Isn't that despicable?"

Unexpectedly, there was such an inside story, Song Jiajia was shocked, and then felt something was wrong:

"I remember that senior brother has always kept himself clean. How did she conceive a child? It's really strange!"

"If a woman wants to get a man, is there any way?"

After staying by Shen Yu's side for a while, Mu Wan'an realized that she had seen the world, at least she didn't change her face when talking about these insidious methods:

"Drugging, or doing something while he's drunk, has a six-to-seven-to-ten success rate."

"If this is the case, how can the senior be with such a woman? There are so many means before entering the door. What if we are really together?"

After hearing Mu Wan'an's plain narration, Song Jiajia was a little dumbfounded. She thought for a while, and then said:

"Why don't we persuade the seniors to think about this matter clearly, so as not to regret it in the future!"

"Although Ning Weiwei used some shady means, there is no doubt that she loves Li Nian."

After going through so many things, Mu Wan'an also somewhat came to her senses. She took off the book covering her face and looked at Song Jiajia:

"This love may be unscrupulous, but it is also sincere. You think she is hateful, but because of those means."

"But……"

When the words came to her lips, Song Jiajia swallowed them back. She couldn't mention this matter at this time!Originally, good night is enough to worry about emotional matters!
"But you think, Li Nian likes me, if you marry a woman who doesn't like me and is full of schemes against him, it's not good, right?"

After saying what Song Jiajia hadn't finished, Mu Wan'an's expression couldn't be more pale. She glanced at her friend who had an approving expression on her face, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Jiajia... I usually see that you talk about other people's feelings clearly and logically. How come you can't figure it out at a critical moment?"

Before Song Jiajia could react, she shook her head again:
"Forget it, forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you. In short, it's better not to intervene in this kind of emotional matter."

As soon as she finished speaking, the little brother from the post office came to the door, and he knocked on Mu Wan'an's office lightly and familiarly:

"Miss, your flowers."

I don't know which bunch it is this month, so I took it from him, and Mu Wan'an looked at the greeting card—it was still unsigned.

"I see that your love luck is getting more and more prosperous now. I don't know who sent this flower. You are so infatuated. Have you been giving it for a long time?"

Glancing at today's daisies, Mu Wan'an also felt that the flower delivery person behind him was really unique. There were almost no duplicates in the flowers that were matched every day, and the ones she chose were her favorites:

"I think the person who sent the flowers must know me. Otherwise, how could he know my preferences like the back of his hand?"

"You said this flower...could it be given to you by Song Bingjue? I don't think he has ever given up on you. Maybe he is regretting it in his heart!"

Thinking of this possibility, Song Jiajia felt excited, and she excitedly pushed Mu Wanwan:

"If it was really sent by him, would you be moved by it and forgive him?"

"He didn't give it to you. You can stop with enough."

Taking a deep breath, the fresh smell of daisies hits my face.Let her sorrow dissipate a lot:

"He is very arrogant. He will never do these small things to please others."

"...Since you know his character so well, you should stay with him well, and then drive that woman Chen Xinxue out! Now that villain Chen Xinxue has gained power."

Seeing that she talked about Song Bingjue in a clear and honest manner, Song Jiajia still felt it was a pity, "He didn't say that you were Chen Xinxue's substitute, why should you feel sad about it?"

"..."

Mu Wan'an couldn't help but think of Song Bingjue whom she saw that day.

Now he is like a sharp knife that has been unsheathed, cold and ruthless, maybe even he will stab himself

——This kind of person can only be viewed from a distance, and the closer they get, the more they will only get hurt.

Although I seem to know him, how do I know that he is not an iceberg under the water?

……

Seeing that Mu Wan'an was in a daze, Song Jiajia knew that she was thinking of Song Bingjue, so she suppressed her smile and withdrew from her office.

Only the silence in the room was left, and the thoughts flowed slowly along with it.

When receiving the wedding invitation from Ning Weiwei, even though she knew it beforehand, Mu Wan'an was still a little surprised:
"Getting married so soon? It seems that you don't plan to hold an engagement ceremony?"

Unexpectedly, she was in such a hurry to get married, Mu Wan'an's eyes fell on Ning Weiwei's abdomen:

"But this is also good, settle down early, so you can take care of your baby with peace of mind."

"Yeah, although I want to hold an engagement ceremony, he is more anxious than me now, and I can't help it. After all, the child is getting older."

The two are now sitting in a coffee shop not far from the studio, Ning Weiwei is sipping the lemonade in front of him, his face clearly revealing the pride after getting what he wanted:

"Anyway, I have had your help in the past few years. If it weren't for you, I think he might not be willing to marry me so soon."

Although she thought these words sounded weird, Mu Wan'an didn't think too much about it. She put the invitation in her bag, and then sincerely wished:

"I just helped a little bit. Isn't the most important thing is that the senior figured it out? I really think you are the most suitable people."

"Thank you."

Seeing her sincerely saying these words to herself, a crack finally appeared on Ning Weiwei's perfect expression, and the hand holding the water glass gradually tightened:
"You really don't know anything..."

"Ok?"

Her voice was very low, Mu Wan'an couldn't hear clearly, she looked up at her with some doubts.

"It's okay. By the way, I heard that you and Song Bingjue had conflicts again? Weren't you all fine when I went last time?"

Seeing a sluggish look of pain on her face, Ning Weiwei felt a different kind of pleasure in her heart, and continued with concern on her face:

"You must not be willful. Song Bingjue treats you so well, and his family background is not to be chosen. I have seen him travel with another woman in the past few days... Seeing how he behaves and speaks, the two of them are very close very."

"I'm done with Song Bingjue. It doesn't matter to me how he behaves with other people."

Shaking her head, Mu Wan'an knew that she was caring about herself, so she forcibly suppressed the mixed feelings in her heart:

"Forget it, don't mention him. I will definitely go to the scene to watch the ceremony on the wedding day."

Her complexion was much worse than when she came here, Ning smiled softly, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes stretched:
"If you can figure it out, it would be great. By the way, I will tell Jiajia when I see you. I don't think she likes me very much. Please bring the invitation and the invitation."

Passing the invitation to Song Jiajia, Mu Wan'an relayed Song Jiajia's invitation to her. Song Jiajia looked at the bronzing invitation in her hand and complained:
"I always feel that this woman has bad intentions. I haven't provoked her much, have I? Just say that I don't like her? I have always been polite to her. I see, the invitation to the wedding banquet is fake, It is true to take the opportunity to show off."

"Why judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain? Maybe her thoughts are really simple."

Even though Ning Weiwei's remarks today are indeed a bit uncomfortable, Mu Wan'an is not willing to make a conclusion on her easily, she turned around to go back to the office, just happened to meet the postman who came to deliver the courier, and asked with a smile:

"No flowers today?"

"It seems that something has changed today."

Scratching her head, the postman handed the things to her. Mu Wan'an looked at the box in her hand and opened it at Song Jiajia's urging.

"Eh? I thought I've sent you flowers for so long, this time there should be a big one, and I'll give you a ring directly."

Seeing that it was just a necklace, Song Jiajia couldn't help being disappointed:
"Who is this person? He has been poking around like this all the time, and he has never revealed his identity. You must have met some kind of pervert, right?"

"I think I should know who this person is."

Taking out the necklace from the box, Mu Wan'an gradually got a clue.