Things have come to this point, where can Mu Wanwan calm down, she thinks that Song Bingjue is really crazy, and he actually likes Jiang Ning; She herself is crazy, she used to endure everything and everything passed, but now she broke up unhappily.

Looking at the rows of her cosmetics and Song Bingjue's commonly used items on the dresser, she felt angry, dragged her own box from the utility room, received the things she brought when she came to Song's house, and moved back to the room where she lived before.

Fortunately, every room in the Song family's villa was cleaned, and she breathed a sigh of relief, her head buried in the soft quilt, and her chest was stuffy, and she felt a little out of breath.

Sensing the movement upstairs, Uncle Li looked at Song Bingjue, who was sitting there expressionlessly, and he mechanically put the dishes on the plate into his mouth, so that people didn't know what he was thinking.

In front of him was a restaurant where there was no one left, I don't know if Song Bingjue knew that Uncle Li was standing in the kitchen next to him looking at him, he suddenly said:

"Seeing her angry for Jiang Ning's existence, I should have been happy...... I don't know why I don't feel joy at all. ”

This is not the time for one of his subordinates to interject, Uncle Li just stood quietly with his head down, he didn't understand what the young master thought, bring Jiang Ning back to Miss Qimu?

"Maybe I'm wrong."

Song Bingjue picked up the handkerchief on the side a little embarrassed, wiped his mouth, he stood up and walked towards the second floor step by step.

It was he who was wrong, Wanwan was such a proud person, how could she allow herself to be honest with him about all her thoughts?

Obviously, he thought about it well before, as long as he maintained such a relationship, he would be satisfied, or he was too eager for quick success.

Pushing open the door, Song Bingjue saw that the place was deserted, and there seemed to be something missing on the dresser, so he opened the door of the wardrobe with a blessed heart, and sure enough, he only took away the clothes he had when he came, and he didn't take any of the clothes he bought for her.

"Late ......"

Many times when you make up your mind to do something, you will find that everything is not as difficult as you imagined.

After Mu Wannight coaxed Xiao Si to sleep as usual, she took the initiative to come to the study and cheered herself up before walking in:

"There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

Hearing that it was her voice, Song Bingjue immediately raised his head and looked at her with a look of surprise: "Wanwan, you are here." ”

"Hmm."

With a smile with difficulty, Mu Wanye didn't even touch the sofa, just stood at the door and said to him:

"I wanted to quit my job at the Song Group, and I felt that I might not be suitable for that kind of work environment."

She is now willing to take the initiative to take care of herself, Song Bingjue felt ecstatic, and he didn't think deeply, so he agreed:

"I've long felt that relationships in the company are too complicated, and you're definitely not happy there. You're fine at home too......"

"Since you agreed, I don't have anything else to say."

Smiling detachedly, Mu Wan's night withdrew, she walked in the corridor with the wooden floor, the mood that should have felt light was a little heavy at the moment, she didn't understand what was wrong with her, and when she walked to the bedroom door, she pushed the door and saw the layout inside, and suddenly woke up-

I don't live in this room anymore.

Frustrated, she turned over and walked towards her bedroom, she pulled up the quilt and hid inside, not thinking about her gaffe, "It's all just habit...... Yes, habit ......"

Although I don't work in the Song Group anymore, I still have to get my things back.

Mu Wannight picked a busy point and came to the Song Group alone. As soon as she appeared in the office, many people were glued to her.

The boss also came to her side in a hurry, and asked warmly:

"Madame, why are you here? No one has touched anything on your desk, so if you still have to work, you can start right away...... But I heard that your foot hurts? It's better......"

Listening to their chattering and concern in her ears, Mu Wan'an sighed, and she cheered up and said:

"Thank you for your concern, but I'm here today to pack up my things, and I won't be working here anymore."

When the people who were originally squeezed around her heard the news, they were all as quiet as chickens, and Xiao Lin opened his mouth in surprise, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The first to come back to her senses was her boss, who accompanied her and said carefully: "Wasn't it good before?" Madame, why do you suddenly want to leave? Isn't it...... What are we not doing well? ”

"Where is your problem?"

They were all about to leave, and although they didn't usually have a very good relationship with this group of colleagues, Mu Goodnight was still a little sad, and she said with a smile:

"It's just that something has happened recently, and I think I'd better rest at home. Otherwise, I want to keep working. ”

"Madame is always welcome here to come back to work."

Seeing that it was not her fault, the boss breathed a sigh of relief, but still pretended to hold on and said:

"Madame didn't come these days, we miss you too, where do you think that you finally came to visit, but you have to pack up your things......"

"You guys are a lady, I really hear it too much. He also called me ten years old. ”

Looking at them, Mu Wan'an smiled slightly, with a slight self-deprecation in his smile, this lady was originally unjustifiable:

"Just call me goodnight."

"That'...... Good night, do you have a lot of stuff? We'll get you down. ”

Seeing that Mu Wan'an's things were almost cleaned up, the boss hurriedly said enthusiastically, Mu Wan'an was about to refuse, but most of the things in her hand had been taken away by her, seeing that the boss was still like this, the rest of the people followed suit, one person took something from her arms, and the group went downstairs in such a crowd.

When squeezing in the elevator, a female colleague looked at the clothes on her body and said enviously:

"Good night, this one on you is a Burberry classic, right?"

Looking down, the one on her body was a birthday gift that Song Jiajia bought for herself before, and it was one of the few good clothes in all her clothes, Mu Wan'an smiled:

"Yes."

"It's good to be the president's wife, especially our president...... Good night, are you just picking those high-end brand clothes? ”

"I don't care about these things. Wear whatever you have in the cupboard. ”

It was true before, Song Bingjue prepared a lot of clothes for her at that time, and she didn't look at it, just grab one when she went out.

"And I don't think you have to be so particular about clothes."

As soon as she said casually, the female colleague couldn't help but laugh out loud, with envy in her tone:

"Good night, no matter how you take it, I guess it's a famous brand......"

The elevator door just opened, and the woman in the elevator happened to be facing Jiang Ning, who was waiting outside with a bag, and she looked at Mu Goodnight, who was surrounded by everyone, and looked very surprised:

"Good night sister, why are you here?"

Other female colleagues in the elevator also met this eighteenth-tier star who was said to have a relationship with Song Bingjue through entertainment news, and they looked at each other one by one, and the atmosphere in the elevator was a little awkward for a while.

"Oh, come get something."

She saw Jiang Ning's skills yesterday, she didn't want to make people laugh here for no reason, so she walked out of the elevator first:

"If it's okay, I'll go first."

"Wait—"

Seeing that Mu Wan'an was about to leave in front of him soon, Jiang Ning hurriedly called her out, looking like she was humbly asking for advice:

"I brought a little snack to Brother Song, but because I don't know what flavor of jam he likes, I didn't prepare jam this time, I want to ask Sister Goodnight, what flavor he likes......"

"This kind of question, if you ask me today, you might as well ask him directly."

didn't want to deal with her, but seeing that she ran into the muzzle of the gun, Mu Wan'an stood in place and turned his head, the contempt and disdain in his eyes were so obvious:

"You don't need to report to me what you want to do, after all, the thighs you want to hold are not mine."

Looking at Mu Wan's attitude, the eyes of the boss and this group of colleagues flashed with gossip, and they were also interested in this little-known eighteenth-tier star.

"Good night sister, why are you so impulsive? Did you quarrel with Brother Song yesterday? ”

Showing a little aggrieved expression, Jiang Ning hugged his snack box tightly and lowered his head, looking pitiful:

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have gone to Song's house, but that's what Brother Song insisted on me to go...... I really don't want to go......"

"You're thinking too much. Don't add drama to yourself. Be careful to develop the bad habits of drama tyrants. ”

is still playing with herself here, Mu Wan'an smiled coldly, she was impatient to play some palace scheming game with her:

"If you want to send snacks in the morning, if Han Xiu is lucky, you won't see you, maybe you will be able to enter the president's office." If you're unlucky, you'll obediently go home with your snacks. ”

Isn't the implication of her saying that she is uninteresting? Jiang Ning's face became a little hideous for a moment, but she quickly returned to her usual cuteness:

"Good night sister, did I do something wrong to make you angry? I just want to care about Brother Song......"

"Who is going to discuss right and wrong with you? Miss Jiang plays her acting skills, don't find the wrong person. ”

Mu Wan'an pointed to the gate not far away, with a cold expression on his face, which was three points similar to Song Bingjue's unangry and self-righteous momentum:

"There are so many people watching here, I didn't bully you, if those media reporters saw it, maybe they would say that I was bullying people."

"Good night, sister, what are you talking about? How could you be such a person? I-"

"Since you know that I'm not such a person, who do you show such an expression to?"

Looking at Jiang Ning's alternating red and white face, Mu Wan'an sighed and said:

"Whether you want to seduce Song Bingjue or true love, don't bother me, you know?"