Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

He had known for a long time that the woman in front of him was nothing but a pretty face!I don't know what's wrong with the usually wise and powerful president, but he is so fascinated by such a superficial and mediocre woman!

"You take this recording and go! If the president of the Song Group is such a perverted person, then think that I, Chen Zhou, followed the wrong boss!"

"Your brain circuit is really strange."

Not caring about Chen Zhou's words at all, Mu Wan'an smiled slightly, "I'm just here to deliver documents for our team leader, what you said, of course I have to record it verbatim, so I can go back and report it to her. "

In fact, as soon as she walked out of the office, she heard the gloating laughter faintly coming from behind her with her extremely good ears. Straightforward, one thing to say and another to say two things.

"Your team leader has been an interpreter for so many years, how could he make a mistake in such a trivial matter?"

Chen Zhou didn't believe what she said at first, but when he saw the frank look on her face, he couldn't help feeling a little suspicious, so he waved his hand impatiently:
"Get out! Push it on others for anything else! With your little ability, it's not enough to make a fool of yourself in front of me! Could it be that your brain will not work well after you enter menopause?"

He had already started to chase people away, and Mu Wan'an felt that if she didn't leave, she might blow him up, so she shook her mobile phone gracefully:

"Okay, Mr. Chen, don't worry, I will definitely make a competent vase, and I will bring your comments to our team leader."

Hearing her "shameless" words, Mr. Chen, who was drinking water, almost spit out a sip of water. By the time he got his grooming done, the woman had already left, leaving only a lingering breath in the air. If there is no sweetness.

After returning to the office, Mu Wan'an's face was peaceful, and she couldn't tell that she had been irritated by Mr. Chen at all. The team leader who walked outside several times with a teacup finally couldn't hold back her curiosity, and her tone was cold asks:
"You went to Mr. Chen's place, do you have anything to say?"

"What do you want to say..." Mu Wan'an repeated the group leader's question with great interest in their gossipy eyes. Seeing that he had successfully aroused everyone's interest, he suddenly realized:

"Yes, yes, I forgot a big thing!"

"what's up?"

Although he thought Mu Wan'an's attitude was very strange, but when the team leader thought of Chen Zhou's character of only recognizing the results of his work and disregarding people, he knew that Mu Wan'an would not be able to please him!
"Mr. Chen, let me bring you something."

After saying that, Mu Wan'an clicked the play button on the phone, and Chen Zhou's rude words came out in one go:

"...How could it be possible to make a mistake in such a trivial matter? Could it be that the brain will not work well after entering menopause?"

After the broadcast, someone in the office couldn't help but burst into laughter. Chen Zhou's curse words were vicious and to the point. The key is that he has a high position and ability, so how dare the translation team offend him...

"...Are you sure he is scolding me?"

This little slut gave me another set!Suppressing his anger, the group leader asked.

"Could it be that this is scolding me?"

Blinking innocently, Mu Wan'an said casually in the eyes of the team leader who wanted to rush up and bite him:

"Mr. Chen said that I am a vase, and a vase means young and good-looking; he scolded you for entering menopause... No matter how you look at it, you are scolded by two people!"

You are a vase, you are still proud, right? !

The team leader didn't yell at these words, her face was as ugly as the meal of the previous night, and after forcibly holding her respect, she returned to her office in despair.

After dealing with all this, she glanced at the time and found that it was almost time to get off work... Mu Wanan sighed in relief, because of these unavoidable things, her work progress was seriously put on hold.

There was no need to pick up Xiao Si today. She took her briefcase and just walked out of the gate of the Song Group when she saw Jiang Chunmei standing not far away.

She was leaning on the body of a car with a haughty expression, a string of gold necklaces around her neck, and jade bracelets on both hands, as if to show off deliberately.

The employees passing by her also saw Jiang Chunmei in gold and jade, and sneered:
"Just now I thought there was a model from a gold shop coming to an event! Dressing like this will sooner or later be robbed!"

Gold shop models...

This metaphor is quite appropriate.

There was a smile on Mu Wan'an's face. The displeasure she felt when she saw Jiang Chunmei was dispelled. She just ignored the middle-aged woman standing there like a joke. Walk past the bus stop sign.

"Mu Wanan, Mu Wanan—Mu Wanan, you woman! Stop!"

The sharp-eyed Jiang Chunmei saw Mu Wan'an in a smart white suit. She clearly saw herself just now, but she didn't even come over to say hello to herself!
Taking off the leopard print sunglasses, Jiang Chunmei trotted over in a few steps, trying to catch up with Mu Wan'an, but unfortunately she was old and could only watch helplessly as this damn girl jumped onto a bus .

"It's really upside down!"

Extremely depressed, Jiang Chunmei smashed her sunglasses to the ground, puffed her chest and got angry for a while, but finally she couldn't bear to part with the big-name sunglasses she just bought, picked them up again, and returned to her car in desperation.

Mu Wan'an, who saw everything in the car, was in a good mood. When she returned to the Song family villa, she was hit by Song Xiaosi who rushed over as soon as she opened the door. He blinked his big grape-like eyes and took a painting He held it up high, motioning her to look.

There is a big house in the painting, with flowers and grass, it should be the house of Song Dynasty, and there are two adults beside it, marked with "Dad" and "Mom", and they are holding a little boy - the painting is a happy life of a family of three.

"Is this drawn by Siu Si? It's so beautiful!"

Looking at this painting, Mu Wan'an's eyes couldn't help but moisten. She stroked Xiaosi's head tenderly: "Now both parents are by Xiaosi's side, and Xiaosi also has parents."

Hearing what she said, there was a happy look on Xiaosi's face, but it disappeared soon. He lowered his head and didn't look at her, looking unhappy.

The mood of the child is the same as the day in June, and it can change as soon as it is said. Mu Wan'an didn't know what happened to Xiao Si, she bent down anxiously to take a closer look at him, but Xiao Si turned around and ran into the house.She was anxious, so she also ran over. As soon as she reached the stairs, she saw Xiao Si holding Song Bingjue's hand and leading him to this side.

When the man saw her, he raised his beautiful sword eyebrows: "Why did you come back? Xiaosi has been waiting for you. It's more convenient for you to come back directly in my car."

Under Mu Wan'an's strong request, Song Bingjue reluctantly agreed to let her go home alone at night, but she had to go to work with him in the morning—but now, it seems that Song Bingjue has changed his mind again.

Sighing, Mu Wan'an didn't talk about those things in the company, she just prevaricated: "It's normal for the bus to be late."

He knew all the things she encountered in the company, but on the one hand, it was because what Han Xiu said made sense, and on the other hand, he also wanted to see how she would deal with these situations.

As far as today's performance is concerned, he is very satisfied.

Originally, he thought that she would blindly compromise, but he didn't expect that she could fight back so beautifully and powerfully, which was really beyond his expectation.

Mu Wan'an didn't realize that so many thoughts were rushing through the man's mind in just a short moment. Right now, she only had Xiao Si in her eyes. She walked over and spoke with concern:
"Small Si, you haven't told me what happened to you just now."

Xiao Si, who was holding Song Bingjue's hand, finally came to her. Xiao Si took her hand again, and then solemnly folded his two hands together, and then looked at her without blinking. , although he didn't say anything, but Mu Wan'an saw a lot from it...

"good……"

Feeling the soft little hand wrapped in his big hand, Song Bingjue was in a happy mood, but his face was still calm and calm, with a bit of helplessness on his face:
"Xiaosi, don't make trouble for no reason. Aunt Mu hasn't agreed to be your mother yet..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiaosi's face was dyed with a little eagerness. He rushed over and took Mu Wan'an's hand and shook it. His big eyes that were about to cry were filled with tears, as if as long as she shook her head, she would About to cry.

Seeing Xiaosi like this, Mu Wanan felt troubled. There were still a few days left in the one-week deadline Song Bingjue gave. She originally wanted to think about it, but Xiaosi was so clinging to herself that she couldn't seriously think about it. I just wish I could be his mother.

"Mother."

Seeing that she didn't express her opinion for a long time, and the expression on her face was so hesitant, Xiaosi was terrified, and he stammered and repeated these two words: "Mom, mom..."

"Xiaosi doesn't cry, mom is here."

Xiao Si seldom speaks, and every time he hugs himself and calls his mother, Mu Wanan's heart melts, and she doesn't care about anything else, she squats down to hug Xiao Si, and gently pats him on the back to coax him wrote:

"Mom and Dad are here, Xiao Si is not crying..."

This is also a disguised admission that she will agree to a five-year agreement with Song Bingjue.

The eyes of the man on the side lit up instantly, and then he glanced at the kid lying in Mu Wan'an's arms.

Placing his head on her neck, Xiaosi sobbed softly. Where Mu Wan'an couldn't see, he glared at his father who had been staring at him, and then stretched out his hand more brazenly, hugging Mu Wan'an's The neck does not let go.

"Stoudemire is a bit heavy, let me do it."

Not wanting to see his son pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, Song Bingjue stretched out his hand to get rid of the kid who was licking his wife's oil, and at the same time gave his restless son a look, his eyes were full of warnings.