Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"President Song." She said.

Song Bingjue looked at her calmly, his eyes were deep, as if some suction stone was about to suck her in.

At that moment, Mu Wan'an actually felt a little nervous, and a little warm sweat broke out from his palm.

"President Song, have we met somewhere before?" She asked.

Hearing this, Song Bingjue paused his hand holding the pen, and a strange emotion flashed in his eyes.

He pondered for a moment, and asked her back, with a slight smile in his eyes, as if teasing: "Then you hope, where have we met before?"

After the words fell, Mu Wan had a good meal, and after a while, she was speechless.

Also, where could she wish they'd met before?

They... never met before, did they?

Thinking about it, Mu Wan'an smiled embarrassingly, and suddenly felt that she was asking too much: "It may be my illusion..."

After speaking, she bowed and left with the documents.

And behind him, Song Bingjue narrowed his eyes, looked at her leaving back, pursed his lips gently, and even the previous smile disappeared...

……

After a while, he turned on the video again.

Across the ocean, Devon did not leave from the computer, seeing him send a video request, he immediately agreed.

"Jeez." The man spoke, this time in jerky Chinese.

He glanced at Song Bingjue's office, and seeing that the woman was no longer there, a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes: "That woman just now..."

If he read correctly, the woman just now seemed to be...

Before he finished speaking, Song Bingjue interrupted him coldly——

"To shut up."

Immediately, the man paused again. Thinking of Mu Wan'an's reaction before, he said again: "Don't contact me in the near future..."

Hearing this, Devon: "..."

See sex and forget friends!

……

On this side, Mu Wan'an handed over the document to Han Xiu and returned to the office.

Someone saw her and Han Xiu leaving together just now.

Xiao Lin, who was gossiping next door, saw her come back, and immediately came over enthusiastically, and asked, "Did you and Secretary Han go to the president's office just now?"

Mu Wan'an, who was sorting out the documents, paused and turned to look at her.

Xiao Lin's face no longer had the bitterness of the previous period, but became more and more intimate with her.

Mu Wan'an turned her head to the side and looked at her computer screen.

She knew what the other party was thinking, and she didn't even want to say anything.

"Secretary Han asked me to deliver the documents for him." She explained leisurely, and wanted to start working.

To be honest, she didn't want to be the talking point of her colleagues in the company.

She didn't want to continue the chat, but Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked again: "Then... is the president in the office?"

She asked endlessly, Mu Wan'an rarely felt impatient, moved her mouse, her face was frosty: "Whether the president is here or not has nothing to do with me, I'm just going to help..."

As soon as she said this, Xiao Lin let out a "sneer" and pursed her mouth: "Xiao Wan, who will believe you when you say this..."

After finishing speaking, seeing that Mu Wan'an didn't want to talk to her, she just rolled her eyes and went back to her own work.

Mu Wan'an listened to her muttering, pursed her lips, blocked the surrounding voices, and returned to work.

……

On this side, Song Bingjue received a call from France.

His black eyes flickered, but he still picked it up.

As soon as he picked it up, the old man's angry voice came from the other end of the phone: "You bastard! Finally you are willing to answer my call!"

Song Bingjue pursed his lips, his tone was cold, and he opened his lips: "What is it?"

"I know you're almost done negotiating with the head office in Europe, and you'll come over. It just so happens that Xinrao is staying with me during this time, and I'll let her accompany you when the time comes..." Song Zhenguo's tone was strong, and the crutch in his hand hit the ground , resoundingly.

Being accustomed to such conversations, Song Bingjue directly refused: "No need, I have someone to accompany, not to mention, I am working, not..."

"Combination between work and rest! Do you understand! Could it be that she knew it all day long, Xinrao told me to ask you out, never once was she able to ask you out..."

Song's mother died young, and he was brought up by the old man.

Although there is a big gap between father and son later on, Song Bingjue will have the respect that should be given, but it does not mean that the old man will do whatever he says.

"Brother-in-law asked my sister-in-law to come out to meet. You think Song's page is not enough to occupy the finance and economics, and you want to cross the border to grab the headlines of the entertainment page, don't you?"

"What are you talking about? Sister Xinrao has passed away, how bad is Xinrao?" The old man blew his beard and stared, "What's more, you have been unmarried for so many years, and you have Xiaosi by your side, so what if you marry your sister-in-law! Marriage and love free!"

Song Bingjue sneered.

No need to think about it, I don't know what Chen Xinrao said next to the old man to confuse the old man.

"You really get more and more confused as you get older." Song Bingjue said bluntly: "I said, don't put your mind on my affairs, the affairs between me and the Chen family, after Chen Xinxue's incident, are completely impossible ..."

Hearing this, the old man exploded immediately, and said contemptuously: "What is impossible...! Is it that woman? I heard from Xinrao that a woman appeared next to you recently, and that woman has just been divorced, right? Leaning on you like this, what kind of clean and good woman can she be..."

What a clean and good woman...

This sentence directly made Song Bingjue laugh back in anger.

A clean and good person, in this world, Mu Wan'an is not clean, who can be clean?

He was so angry that his anger could not be restrained.

He knew that even if Uncle Li didn't say it, the old man had so much eyeliner, he definitely knew a lot, and he wouldn't deliberately conceal it, but it didn't mean that he could allow others to slander her, even the old man couldn't.

The old man didn't know it, and continued to say: "A divorced woman is indiscreet, how can she be worthy of you? I heard that she got divorced because of cheating? That's even more impossible! To put it in a bad way, All vixens..."

Song Bingjue couldn't listen anymore, and his tone was cold to the core: "I am not worthy of her. Besides, her second marriage, and my second marriage, are also suitable. I see the person myself, I know best, don't let me find out What are you doing, or else..."

He stopped and didn't say any more threatening words.

The old man was already so angry that his liver hurt.

Before we get together, my son has already spoken for that woman, so we can still get together in the future!
"You bastard, you..." Just as he was about to continue, he heard a "beep—" and the person on the other end ruthlessly hung up the phone.

Old man: "..."

He was so angry that he smashed the phone.

……

On this side, Chen Xinrao's face darkened for a second when she learned that Song Bingjue came to France and did not intend to come to the old house.

But soon, she smiled again, stepped forward, and picked up the phone that had been dropped on the ground.

"Uncle." As if he didn't see it, Chen Xinrao put the phone on the table, and then helped the old man make tea.

Seeing Chen Xinrao, Song Zhenguo's angry old face immediately softened: "Xinrao."

During this period of time, Chen Xinrao has been with him, filial and well-behaved, so he doesn't understand why his son has such poor eyesight, he doesn't like Chen Xinrao like this, but likes another second-married woman.

When he thought of this, he hated that iron could not be made into steel.

"Just now I called Bingjue, he will come to France in a while, don't worry, I will let him take you around..." Song Zhenguo said righteously.

A glint of light flashed across his eyes, Chen Xinrao paused, and then hesitated: "But, if brother-in-law is busy..."

"Busy? How busy can he be? He spends all his time with that woman!" Sure enough, upon hearing this, Song Zhenguo immediately became annoyed and cut her off decisively.

Seeing that she still looked like she was thinking of Song Bingjue, she was even more satisfied with her: "You only think of him, you have waited for him for so many years, he..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Zhenguo was so angry that he couldn't continue.

Chen Xinrao hurriedly comforted him and patted his back lightly. She turned around and left with her lips curled up until she put the old man to sleep.

……

Just before she left, she received a call from a stranger.

She picked it up indifferently, but after hearing the other person's voice, the veins on her forehead suddenly bulged, and her face changed drastically: "Xinrao, do you still remember me?"

The man's voice was low, mixed with a little bit of haze...

……

On the other hand, I don't know if Mu Wanwan's words had an effect that day, the atmosphere inside the company improved, and he even got off work on time for two consecutive days.

Because she was the last one to stay, and she was the only one left in the office, Mu Wan'an called and talked to Uncle Li, saying that she would go back late.

She was on the phone while packing her things.

In the group, she has the worst academic qualifications and qualifications. When she is free, she is always learning from stupid birds. She wants to make up for her weakness with hard work, so she has a lot of learning materials.

On the other end of the phone, Uncle Li agreed, and then asked, "Will the sir come back today?"

Song Bingjue was busy, and he didn't see him once every three days, and Mu Wan'an was used to it.

Seeing Uncle Li's question, thinking about what Secretary Han said before, he thought for a while and replied, "I heard that the president may not be coming back on his plane tonight."

After the words fell, she took her bag and went out, but unexpectedly, she ran into Song Bingjue and Secretary Han who came out of the elevator.

As if thinking of her words "may not come back", the man raised his eyebrows slightly.

Not expecting to meet here, Mu Wan'an explained, "Uncle Li asked if you would go back tonight."

The man was noncommittal, as if he had been prepared for a long time, seeing that she was holding a lot of things, he naturally took the things in her hands.

Mu Wan'an was a little dazed, she looked at her missing hand, and then saw that the man was already walking towards the elevator, and hurriedly followed.

Just about to say goodbye to Uncle Li, unexpectedly, the mobile phone in his hand was taken away by the man.

"She's not going back tonight."

"Come with me."

"Go for a few days."

"I'll ask Secretary Han to go get things later."

Concise and concise, before Mu Wan'an could respond, he had already hung up the phone.

Mu Wan'an: "..."