Originally, I thought she was just lost for a while, but until now, she is still thinking about pushing the responsibility to others, Xiaohui was disappointed, she happened to see the boy who came in accompanied by the maid, he was stunned and looked at the looping surveillance video, if there was still a trace of luck before, now it is completely dead.

"It seems that Miss Zhou Jing is not dead in the heart of the Yellow River."

Faced with such a situation, Song Bingjue didn't seem to be much surprised, he raised his hand, and Uncle Li sent a small object like a USB flash drive and plugged it into the jack behind the TV.

This video is a complete version that extends from the residential corridor and the outside of the bathroom to the inside of the study, not only Zhou Jing's expression is clear, but even what she said can be recorded.

"Originally, I didn't want to take it too seriously, but Miss Zhou didn't give up, and it seems that it is imperative for my house."

In the adoring eyes of Xiao Hui and the two boys, Song Bingjue held the hand of Mu Goodnight on his side:

"If it weren't for her repeated contempt for my wife and provoking the relationship between me and her, I wouldn't have made such a big fuss."

"That'...... Mr. Song, what do you mean? ”

asked tentatively, Officer Li also understood that this matter could be big or small, and it all depended on whether Song Bingjue had the intention of pursuing it.

"Such a student who only knows flies and dogs, even if he becomes a media person in the future, he will only mislead the country and people. If you don't teach her some lessons, what will she do if she climbs and bites like a mad dog in the future? ”

He didn't mean to spare Zhou Jing, Officer Li also knew how to deal with it, this matter must be opened for investigation, he was relieved, but heard Song Bingjue say again:

"My lawyer will file a lawsuit soon, and I hope the police officer will be able to do things faster."

Indict?

Officer Li trembled, he looked at Song Bingjue, who was still calm and light, but he didn't dare to intercede for Zhou Jing, after all, she had done such a big mistake.

It's just that this girl's life may be accompanied by this stain......

He was feeling sorry, but Zhou Jing's face turned pale with fright, and she muttered in disbelief:

"How so...... Indict? ”

Not only did she not get what she wanted, but she also caused a commotion, Zhou Jing couldn't accept such a result, she had already calculated everything!

"Officer, you have to believe me! It's Song Bingjue, he has a crush on me! But I didn't expect Mu Goodnight to break in at this time! He did this to get rid of me......"

Speaking of the back, even Zhou Jing didn't believe it, and looked around at the group of people sitting on the sofa, with either disdain or disdain on his face, and then twisted his head to the side.

When she was alone, she saw the dejected boy standing by the door, and immediately pounced on him as if she had grasped the last straw:

"Meng Zhe, you'll believe me, won't you? Meng Zhe, you must believe me...... Now only you can save me......"

The boy who was called Meng Zhe by her just stood there with a pale face, his delicate face was full of discouragement, he looked at this girl he liked very much before, moved his lips, but didn't say anything, and finally just took her hand off his body:

"I'm so disappointed."

After speaking, he bowed deeply in the direction of Song Bingjue and Mu Wan'an, and then left without looking back.

The last person who could help her left, and Zhou Jing felt a deep despair, she collapsed to the ground, and her heart was desolate.

After solving Zhou Jing's matter, Mu Wannight was in no mood to continue chatting with them, and Xiaohui and them did the same, and said goodbye in a hurry.

Mu Wan'an looked at the messy home, and his heart was full of shame, he obviously wanted to solve these things satisfactorily, but he didn't expect that there would be more incidents.

"Today's matter, I also have responsibility ......"

After thinking about it again and again, Mu Wan'an still apologized solemnly, and her face was full of self-blame:

"If I hadn't been so hasty and careless, nothing would have happened."

"Hmm."

Song Bingjue didn't comfort her, just looked at her seriously, and she continued:

"I thought I could solve the problem on my own, but it seems that I was too naïve...... But I'll be sure to pay more attention in the future. ”

Looking at her remorseful appearance, Song Bingjue couldn't help but sigh, originally he wanted to take this opportunity to teach her a good lesson and let her know that people are complicated, but he didn't expect to see her like this, he felt distressed first.

"Forget it......"

Even if you are simple-minded, even if you get into trouble everywhere, everything is still with me.

Song Bingjue didn't say anything more, but he looked at Mu Wan'an with a very guilty look, and he couldn't bear to look at her like this, so he lowered his eyes and said:

"If you're really guilty, make me breakfast every day."

She had nothing to do during this time, making some food at home every day, and once prepared a boxed lunch for Xiao Si's spring outing, and he quietly slipped in and ate a small bite......

"Good!"

He took the initiative to make a request, and Mu Wan's eyes lit up suddenly: "A meal? Your request is too simple! ”

She scratched her head, but still looked at him: "You must be very tired when you come back from work every day, do you want me to pinch you?" ”

didn't expect her to be so active, Song Bingjue frowned, looked at her with care, and finally just responded softly:

"Since you said so, then I'll wait to be blessed."

smiled embarrassedly, and the guilt in Mu Wan's peace of mind was a little less. Thinking about Zhou Jing's transformation, she was a little embarrassed, not knowing if she was blind and couldn't see people clearly, or if she hid it too well and had a deep heart.

Since then, Mu Wannight has started to get up early every day to prepare breakfast for the father and son, she doesn't know much, but she also follows the chef to learn and cook at the same time, and the daily breakfast is actually the same.

On the first day, she scrambled an egg fried rice with some appetizing side dishes. When she put the food on the table, Xiao Si had already gotten up, and he ran to the table in his pajamas, tiptoeing over the table, his round eyes rolling:

“emmm……”

Compared with the previous silent for most of the time, Xiao Si is now much more cheerful, but only occasionally such vague monosyllables.

"It's egg fried rice with diced carrots and shiitake mushrooms in it. I took a bite and thought it was pretty good. Xiao Si will definitely like it too. ”

Seeing him like that, she could guess what she was thinking, and she took him over and kissed him on the cheek, feeling very satisfied.

"Ahem—"

As soon as she let go of Xiao Si, she heard Song Bingjue's cough, and he had already taken care of it. Today he is wearing an Italian haute couture black suit, the simplest and most common color, but because of the extremely sophisticated tailoring, it gives it a different charm. Especially since he is long and jade, it is very suitable to wear this suit, and it also adds a touch of abstinence.

"You're up? Eat quickly. ”

Mu Wannight felt that he was still a little in a hurry, wasn't the Song family's table full of food that morning before? But when it came to himself, he only had three bowls of rice and two dishes of pickles.

"Let's do this today."

She was also embarrassed, scratched her head embarrassedly, and then said:

"I'll make you something to eat tomorrow morning...... I'm going to fill my stomach today......"

Song Bingjue didn't have any opinions, he took a small bite of rice with a spoon, looked at the red, green, and green vegetables inside, and sent them into his stomach without thinking.

I thought it would be unpalatable, but I didn't expect it to be unexpectedly delicious.

He tried the two plates of pickles that Mu Wannight made temporarily, because he had never eaten them before, and they tasted very fresh and delicious.

"Very good."

Completely ignoring the surprised eyes of Uncle Li on the side, Song Bingjue picked up the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, very pleased:

"I didn't have much expectations, but the first meal today was of this standard, so I am looking forward to tomorrow's breakfast."

Listening to his words, Uncle Li also relieved himself, since he was sent by Mr. Song to take care of the young master, he found that the young master was not very keen on breakfast, and often took a sandwich casually and left. Before the lady came back, the breakfast at home was basically prepared for the little master......

"Thanks to Mrs. To, the young master can be regarded as having eaten something today."

Uncle Li looked at the hero with a smile, "The young master doesn't like to eat breakfast, so I don't know how much effort I put into it to let him eat something...... Or Mrs. works. ”

Uncle Li's words were really straightforward, Mu Wanye was usually thin-skinned, but today even Song Bingjue's face was a little unbearable, and he cleared his throat slightly:

"What? Is Uncle Li okay to do? Why are you still watching us eat? ”

"Oh~ I forgot that I should also go to breakfast at this time, young master, you talk slowly."

After saying that, Uncle Li seemed to have found something amazing, and left with a smile.

was already blushing, but Mu Wan'an saw that Uncle Li, who had always been serious and serious, actually showed such an expression, so he simply began to bury his head in eating and stopped looking at Song Bingjue.

"Eat some of that."

Seeing that she was just burying her head in pulling the rice grains in the bowl, Song Bingjue hurriedly pushed the plate of pickles in front of her:

"This tastes pretty good."

Looking at his father, who was a lot stupider, Xiao Si couldn't help but secretly throw him a contemptuous look, but seeing that he had a tendency to move another plate of pickles, Song Xiaosi quickly stretched out his claws and grabbed the plate of pickles, and then glared at his father who was about to stretch out his claws.

"Why are you robbing the child?"

Seeing that one big and one small hand were on top of the plate of pickles, Mu Wan'an glared at Song Bingjue with disgust, and then pushed the pickles on his side in front of Xiao Si, and persuaded softly:

"Xiao Si, don't worry about being like Dad, let's eat quickly."