Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"What has nothing to do with money, it's obviously because of money!"

His tone was as if the child was completely hopeless. Chen Xinxue slapped the table hard, making the doctor tremble in fright.

Her slender eyes stood upright, staring at him viciously:
"No matter how expensive medicine or equipment, you will use it for me! I don't believe that my child will really...Since I have returned safely, I will never accept my fate!"

Under the threat and coercion, the doctor could only reluctantly agree to her request and tried his best to keep the child.

All the way back to Yulongwan with Pingping in a depressed mood, before entering the door, Chen Xinxue heard the conversation of several servants teasing Xiao Si:
"What would Master Xiao Si want to eat today? Egg custard or something else?"

"It's better for children to eat something easy to gram! If you want me to say egg custard, it's good!"

……

From the beginning to the end, Stoudemire who was surrounded by him didn't speak, and the topic of those people changed again:
"I don't know if Master Xiao Si can stay in this house in the future. Look at this newcomer, he is not a good friend."

"That's right! What's more, that Ping Ping is the real son of the husband. There is such a layer between the real and the non-biological."

"That still depends on the tolerance of the newcomer. If she can think about it and treat this child kindly, who wouldn't praise her for being kind?"

……

The more she listened, the more she couldn't stand it anymore. Chen Xinxue pushed the door open heavily, her eyes swept over the servants who were talking together as if poisoned, and said with a sneer:
"I'm the master of the Song family now. If I'm willing to keep this child, I'll keep it. If I don't, I can kick him out at any time! How can you rural people make irresponsible remarks about the master's family? ?”

"Miss Chen, I'm not boasting. As a countryman, I have survived several hostesses. It's still unknown whether you can stay for a long time!"

Normally, none of them would dare to provoke her, but this time they were as if they had eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's guts. The maids laughed sarcastically and said:
"That's right! Outsiders don't know the situation, don't we know? What kind of relationship do you have with Mr.? How did this child come here... You know better than us!"

!!!

What do these bastards know?
Being so angry that she couldn't move, and feeling cold all over because of their confident last words, Chen Xinxue walked around them quietly after a long time, ignoring Xiao Si who had been standing behind, hugging Ping Ping Straight away.

After their mother and son had left, the old housekeeper flashed out from an unknown corner, and when passing by the three maids, his lips moved slightly:
"Good job."

Taking the airplane model he made out of the display cabinet, Song Xiaosi concentrated on modifying the model. Before he could finish it, the door of the room was pushed open vigorously. The voice came in:
"What are you doing, little beggar?"

The hands that were fiddling with the model paused slightly, but Stoudemire did not look up, and then began to do things on his own.

"I'm asking you something, why don't you answer me? It's really impolite! Be careful, I'll ask my mommy to throw you out!"

It seemed that he didn't expect that he would dare to ignore him, Pingping took two steps forward and shouted:

"What shit? It's just a toy made out of a bunch of garbage!"

As he spoke, he pushed Stoudemire away and kicked towards the half-finished model——

Instantly shattered.

There are model parts everywhere in the room, Song Xiaosi looked at him expressionlessly, his expression was terribly frightening, he was so horrified that he couldn't help but retreat, and said in a trembling voice:
"What are you staring at me for? And, it's not something valuable..."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to realize that he should not be so humble to him, and Ping Ping puffed out his chest:

"My mommy said, you are a little bastard that no one wants. Thanks to me, you can live in my house for so many years. What right do you have to stare at me? Everything you have is mine! "

Then he stomped on the remaining large parts, as if to prove what he said was true.

Before he could step on it again, Stoudemire, who had been calm all the time, suddenly broke out, pushed him to the ground, took the broken parts into his arms, and stared at him hostilely. .

"...You, you wait!"

After being dazed for a few seconds, Pingping stood up quickly and ran towards the door.

And Stoudemire, on the other hand, cleaned up the mess on the ground, those scattered or damaged parts seemed to be telling something.

In less than 5 minutes, the figures of Chen Xinxue's mother and son appeared at the door of the room.

Chen Xinxue was already suffocating, but now she saw him getting more and more angry:

"I advise you to be sensible! You can continue to live in the Song family now, all because of my generosity! If I kick you out, you can only sleep on the street like a beggar! Do you understand? "

Xu Shi was angry, her voice was extremely loud, and many well-trained employees poked their heads out, looking curiously at the door of Xiaosi's room.

Chen Xinxue felt more and more annoyed when she saw that the child who couldn't speak just hugged the pile of parts with a serious expression and showed no sign of remorse.

She stepped forward, grabbed Xiaosi by the collar, lifted him up, and mocked maliciously:
"Are you deaf? It turns out that you are not only dumb, but also deaf! Adopting a disabled person like you is considered a good deed for me."

"..."

Opening his mouth slightly, Stoudemire seemed to want to refute something, but he didn't speak in the end.

Seeing his appearance that everyone can come up to bully him, Chen Xinxue felt lost in her threats no matter how intimidating she was, so she simply threw him on the ground:
"I'll tell you these words for the last time. My son is not someone you can bully casually. Do you hear me? You'd better be a man with your tail between your legs. If I find you bullying him again...you can get out of here." !"

Telling him what happened during the day verbatim, the old housekeeper's weathered face was full of distress:

"It's really hateful for her to say that about Young Master Xiaosi. I personally think that the action against her should be stronger, otherwise she might act more arrogantly with confidence."

"Not urgent."

Song Bingjue, who was sitting with his back to her, was not very worried about this matter, he said lightly:
"Take my time according to my deployment, and soon she will fall into a panic."

"One more thing, I think Han Xiu should have reported it to you."

Having said that, the old housekeeper was still a little worried about Han Xiu, so he reported again:

"Chen Xinxue announced her relationship with you through the morning paper, and also brought out a mediocre existence. This matter fell into Miss Mu's eyes, and I'm afraid you might misunderstand it again."

"She knew it wouldn't be me."

He has sufficient trust in her judgment, and now he doesn't quite understand whether his trust is good or not.

"Excuse me, what women want is a sense of security, not blind faith. I think Ms. Mu has a very decisive personality. If she makes up her mind to ignore you, unless it is life and death..."

"It's not your concern anymore."

At such a critical moment, Song Bingjue didn't want to hear the news that she would leave him from anyone. He said firmly and stubbornly:

"If the people behind the scenes are not caught, we will only face more and more difficulties. I am a little tired today, so go down."

Looking at his back like this, the old butler sighed, but didn't say anything, and quietly backed away.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Throwing the newspaper aside casually, Xu Shuo tapped his leg while narrowing his eyes:

"It seems that he is really chasing after Song Bingjue. If I didn't know the inside story, I almost thought he fell in love with Song Bingjue."

"This is the time for you to regain Miss Mu in one fell swoop. She must be sad because of this incident. If you can appear by her side and greet her well, I think few women will be able to bear it."

Special assistant Xu couldn't help being happy for Xu Shuo. He had seen Mu Wan'an's infatuation with Xu Shuo before. It shouldn't be too difficult to get back a woman who had feelings for him.

"You don't know her well. At this time, what I should do is to accompany her like an ordinary friend."

While conceiving his own plan in his mind, Xu Shuo raised the corners of his mouth happily. After a while, he said leisurely:
"Prepare the car now, I want to meet her."

"How could you think of inviting me to listen to an opera? Most people don't like to listen to this now."

Looking at the tickets for the theater in her hand, Mu Wan'an looked at Xu Shuo who was sitting opposite him with some hesitation, "Besides, I'm actually not very good at this. I'm afraid it's a cow chewing peonies."

"It's just for the good scenery inside this theater. If you don't want to hear it, just take a walk."

With a slight smile, Xu Shuo didn't force it, and his tone was very gentle, but the content unconsciously brought a little melancholy:
"It's just thinking about the time when we were friends in the past, and I think it's very good."

"Too."

Looking at the exquisitely painted movie tickets, Mu Wan'an also remembered the past, just looking at the friendship between friends, they also had a good time.

"This is the most famous play by Kunqu Opera master Ji Yunhua. Ji Yunhua is going to retire, and this can be regarded as a place in his lifetime. Are you sure you don't want to go?"

Holding his words, Xu Shuo looked at her sincerely. Mu Wan'an thought that she was fine, so she nodded and said:
"Master Juesheng, I will go no matter what. Thank you for your ticket."

"It's too polite to say thank you among friends."

Still smiling gently, Xu Shuo's attitude was too gentlemanly and polite, which made Mu Wan'an feel a little weird for no reason, and she could only return a faint smile, not knowing what to say.