Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Seeing Song Xiaosi asking, Shen Yu just shrugged and smiled at Song Xiaosi.

Seeing this, Song Xiaosi folded his arms around his chest, showing a fierce face.

In the morning, cloudy.

Mu Wan'an looked at the weather outside the window, it seemed that she had to wear an extra coat.

"Xiao Si is good~"

Shen Yu opened his mouth, saying that he wanted to approach Song Xiaosi.

Song Xiaosi avoided Shen Yu's hand that was about to touch her, turned his head away, and didn't look at Shen Yu.

All he had to do was hold back Shen Yu and Mu Wanan, and wait for Song Bingjue to come back.

Song Xiaosi knew that as long as Song Bingjue came back, Mu Wan'an would not leave.

"Mom! Mom! Tell Uncle Shen Yu that you are not leaving!"

Hearing the sound of "da da da da" footsteps, Song Xiaosi looked up and saw Mu Wan'an who was coming down the stairs, and ran towards her.

She threw herself into Mu Wan'an's arms.

But with Song Xiaosi's height, he just hugged her waist.

"." Seeing Song Xiaosi trying his best to keep him, Mu Wan'an felt very reluctant.

She stretched out her hand, wiped the tears that were about to flow from the corners of her eyes, and wiped them on her clothes.

"Small, don't do this."

She knelt down to support Song Xiaosi's shoulders, and saw Song Xiaosi's face was wronged, the brows between his brows were wrinkled, his mouth was puffed up, and there were tears on the verge of tears.Mu Wan'an saw all this, and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

If it wasn't for Song Bingjue, she really didn't want to leave here.

Because of Song Bingjue's deception, Mu Wan'an was really disappointed.

"Mom, what happened?"

He helped Mu Wan'an smooth the messy hair around his ears, and asked Mu Wan'an softly.

"Small Si, don't ask about your lord's affairs."

He didn't want Song Xiaosi to resent Song Bingjue.

With that said, Mu Wan'an stood up, holding her suitcase tightly in her hand.

Seeing this, Shen Yu also wanted to get away for Mu Wan'an. After all, his own sister was not doing well here, so the elder brother of course hoped that her sister could go back to France with him.

"Xiao Si, I will take your mother away for a few days, and your mother will come back in a few days."

The most urgent task is to appease Song Xiaosi's emotions.

"Who is going to take Wanwan away for a few days!" Song Bingjue's voice was a little hoarse, but it did not lose its deterrent force.

Hearing this, Mu Wan'an didn't look up, a pair of neatly ironed black trousers gradually appeared in Mu Wan'an's vision.

She didn't want to see him.

"Where are you going, Wanwan?"

Song Bingjue directly passed Shen Yu and walked in front of Mu Wan'an.

"You can't control it."

Her cold words made Song Bingjue a little embarrassed.

Mu Wan'an saw that Song Xiaosi was still here, so she didn't say much.

"Uncle Li, take Xiao Si back to the room."

Song Bingjue didn't negotiate, but ordered.

He was not convinced at first, but Song Xiaosi thought that Song Bingjue would definitely be able to keep Mu Wan'an, so he stopped the stalemate.

His small mouth, which had been muttering all the time, finally returned to its original state.

Song Xiaosi looked at Song Bingjue firmly, until he was taken away by Uncle Li.The eyes seem to say "Come on, Dad!".

"Is it necessary to go?"

Song Bingjue's voice became haggard and weak.

Mu Wan'an noticed the loneliness between her brows, but she didn't want to care.

"inevitable."

Song Bingjue was at a loss what to do with just two simple words without any tone.

He understands Mu Wan'an, as long as she wants to do, no one can stop her.

"Can't you stay?"

He frowned tightly, and clenched his fists unconsciously.Her eyes were fixed on Mu Wan'an's expressionless face.

"There seems to be nothing to discuss between us."

As soon as the words fell, Mu Wan'an pulled the suitcase and walked out.

"Late night!"

Song Bingjue had never called Mu Wanan loudly, that kind of voice that came from the heart.

Hearing the sound, she paused, but a second later, she immediately pulled the suitcase and walked out of the room.

Shen Yu, who had been watching the play by the side, saw Song Bingjue's lost back, and saw that Mu Wan'an had already walked out, so he hurriedly chased after him.

"I come."

Carefully took the suitcase from Mu Wan'an's hand and put it in the trunk.

"Get in the car."

Seeing that Mu Wan'an's eyes were dull, Shen Yu helped Mu Wan'an open the car door.

"If you regret it, I'll take you back before it's too late."

Shen Yu held the steering wheel with one hand, and put the other on the back of Mu Wan'an's chair.asked with concern.

"No need."

She took a deep breath, her nose sore.

"The plane at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, please sleep at my place tonight."

Shen Yu looked at Mu Wan'an and spoke.

"." Mu Wan'an didn't say a word, and she nodded unconsciously as she tightly pulled the seat belt on her chest with her fingernails.

"Don't break my seat belt, this is a new car!"

Shen Yu joked with Mu Wan'an, trying to ease Mu Wan'an's mood.

"Oh."

Mu Wan'an stopped picking up the seat belt, but picked up Shen Yu's leather seat instead.

"My aunt, I won't talk about you anymore."

Seeing this, Mu Wan'an couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Mu Wan'an smiled, Shen Yu felt relieved: "Is this my good sister? I have always said since I was a child that you look the best when you smile."

With that said, he patted Mu Wan'an's head.

"Crack!"

The weather was not good, and after a flash of lightning, it rained heavily without warning.

"Brother, little Spearley!"

She grabbed the seat belt anxiously and said without thinking.

Hearing what Mu Wan'an said, Shen Yu suddenly stepped on the brakes: Do you want to go back? "

At this moment, the outside of the car is full of the sound of pattering rain, and the sound is regular.

"." Hearing what Shen Yu said, she remembered her situation.

She shook her head: "Let's drive."

She thought, Song Bingjue would accompany Xiao Si.

Although Song Xiaosi was not her own, Song Xiaosi had always regarded Mu Wan'an as her own mother during the days when Mu Wan'an was with Song Xiaosi, and she had long regarded Song Xiaosi as her own son.

I couldn't help but think back to the scene when they met for the first time, and Xiaosi kept calling her mother for no apparent reason.At that time, Song Xiaosi's condition was still very serious, not as good as it is now, and he only liked to eat lollipops, and he didn't eat other candies.It was also because of Xiaosi that she was able to win a round in front of Xu Shuo.

Recalling the past, the corners of Mu Wan'an's mouth couldn't help but twitch upwards.

"What are you thinking about?"

Because of the sudden heavy rain, Shen Yu reduced the speed of the car to avoid danger.

"It's nothing." Mu Wan settled down, then turned her head to look out the window.

Someone read the weather forecast and prepared an umbrella, someone was careless and ran in the rain without an umbrella, someone was waiting for the bus at the bus stop, and someone was waiting for their boyfriend to pick them up.
Fortunately, she has Shen Yu now, so she is not alone at all.

"Ding"

Just when Song Bingjue was upset, Xie Sen called again.

"Okay, Lao Song, it was sent back to me quite quickly, thank you!"

He called this time to express his thanks.

"Any thing else?"

It was no longer the usual indifference, and his tone was more bored. Xie Sen immediately noticed Song Bingjue's abnormality: "What's the matter, old Song? What happened?"

"It's okay." Song Bingjue's tone softened a little.

"Tell me about me as a brother."

It is true that now Song Bingjue has something on his mind and no one can say it, and he feels uncomfortable holding it in his heart, so he simply confides it to Xie Sen: "Leave at night."

His voice was low, and his brows were full of disappointment.

"Oh, let's go."

Hearing the news, Xie Sen was not together, and echoed with Song Bingjue.

"What! Gone?" After a while, Xie Sen realized: "Why did you go? Where did you go!" He asked Song Bingjue like a prisoner.

"I'm going back to France with his brother."

He sorted out his emotions and said.

"What? Why do you want to leave suddenly? What happened?" Xie Sen realized the seriousness of this matter, and his expression became serious.

"She heard everything we talked in the back garden that night."

Song Bingjue said with a blank face: "Fatality tricks people."

At this moment, Song Bingjue seemed to be laughing but not laughing, but seemed to be laughing at himself.

Of course Xie Sen knew him, and when he heard the voice from the other side, he didn't know what to say: "It will be fine." It didn't happen to Xie Sen, and he didn't know how to solve it.

At this time, it is useless to persuade Song Bingjue.

Xie Sen paused: "Don't think too much, maybe he just wants to get some air."

Because he understood Song Bingjue, he would not persuade Song Bingjue that "there are a lot of good girls in the world", which would only irritate Song Bingjue.

"never mind."

He paused, then hung up the phone.

Xie Sen couldn't help frowning, this Song Bingjue is still so brave at any time.

Standing by the window of the upstairs room, Song Xiaosi saw Mu Wan'an being taken away by Shen Yu.

He didn't cry at all. He sat on the ground and started building blocks again. It was the set of blocks that Mu Wan'an bought for him.

"Little master?"

Finding that Song Xiaosi's mood was a bit wrong, Uncle Li tentatively called Song Xiaosi.

"Young master?" Song Xiaosi still ignored him.

"I'm building a big house for my mother!" He held building blocks in his left and right hands, building them one by one.

This morning when Mu Wan'an was tormenting her, no one had breakfast: "Young master, are you hungry, come down with me for breakfast, okay?"

Uncle Li coaxed Song Xiaosi with a childlike emphasis.

Song Xiaosi didn't seem to hear it.

"Mom." He kept mentioning Mu Wan'an.

Uncle Li looked at Song Xiaosi in front of him, as if he had returned to his previous appearance in an instant.

"gentlemen."

Seeing Song Bingjue coming in, Uncle Li said politely.

"Bring me breakfast, and I'll feed him."

Song Bingjue stood in front of Song Xiaosi, a pair of clean and bright leather shoes caught Song Xiaosi's eyes, he paused for a moment, then continued to put together his building blocks, as if he hadn't seen anything.

"Sir, the meal is here."

I saw Uncle Li walking in with a plate.