"Mr. Song." She spoke.

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

At that moment, Mu Wan'an actually felt a trace of nervousness, and a little warm sweat broke out in his palm.

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

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

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

The words fell, Mu was goodnight, Nana for a while, speechless.

Also, where could she hope they had met before?

They used to ...... I've never seen it before, have I've never seen it, have I?

Thinking about it, Mu Wan'an smiled wryly, and suddenly felt that he was a little too much to ask: "Maybe it's my delusion......"

With that, she bowed and left with her papers.

Behind him, Song Bingjue squinted, looking at her back as she left, her lips pursed gently, and even the previous smile disappeared......

……

After a moment, he turned on the video again.

Drifting across the ocean, Devin did not leave the computer, and when he saw him send a video request, he immediately pressed agree.

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

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

If he was not mistaken, the woman just now seemed to be ......

Before he finished his words, Song Bingjue interrupted him coldly-

"Shut up."

Immediately, the man was stunned again, thinking of Mu Wan's reaction before, and said again: "In the near future, don't contact me......"

Hearing this, Devon: "......"

See you and forget your friends!

……

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

Someone saw the fact that she and Han Xiu left together just now.

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

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

Xiao Lin's face no longer has the bitterness of some time ago, but is more and more intimate with her.

Mu Wannight turned his head to the side and looked at his computer screen.

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

"Secretary Han asked me to help him deliver the documents together." She explained leisurely and wanted to get to work.

Truth be told, she didn't want to be the talking point of her colleagues at the company.

She didn't want to continue talking, but Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked again: "That...... Is the president in the office? ”

Her question was endless, and Mu Wan's heart was rarely impatient, and he moved his mouse, his face was like frost: "The president is not here, it has nothing to do with me, I just went to help......"

As soon as she said this, she heard Xiao Lin "sneer" and pouted: "Xiaowan, who believes what you say......

After speaking, seeing that Mu Wannight was reluctant to deal with it, she rolled her eyes directly and turned to do her own work.

Mu Wannight listened to her muttering, pursed her lips, blocked out the sounds around her, and returned to work.

……

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

His dark eyes flickered, but he picked it up anyway.

As soon as he picked it up, the old man's angry voice came from the other end of the phone: "Bastard thing! Finally willing to answer my phone! ”

Song Bingjue pursed his lips, his tone was cold, and he opened his lips: "What's the matter?" ”

"I know that you have almost negotiated the project with the head office in Europe, and you will come over, it just so happens that Xinrao is here during this time, and she will accompany you when the time comes......" Song Zhen's Chinese was tough, and the crutches in his hand knocked on the ground, making a loud sound.

Accustomed to such conversations, Song Bingjue directly refused: "No need, I have someone to accompany me, what's more, I'm working, not ......"

"Combine work and rest! Do you understand! Could it be that I know all day long, Xinrao told me that I asked you out, and I was able to ask you out once......"

Song's mother died early, and he was single-handedly raised by the old man.

Although there is a big gap between the father and son in the back, Song Bingjue will have the respect that he should have, but it does not mean that whatever the old man says is what he says.

"Brother-in-law asked my sister-in-law to come out to meet, do you think that Song's page occupies the financial sector enough, and you want to cross the border to grab the headlines of the entertainment page, right?"

"What are you talking about, Sister Xinrao has passed away, how much worse is Xinrao?" The old man blew his beard and glared, "What's more, you have been unmarried for so many years, and you have Xiao Si by your side, even if you marry your sister-in-law, what's wrong!" Freedom of marriage and love! ”

Song Bingjue sneered at the corner of his lips.

Don't think about it, and I don't know what Chen Xinrao said beside the old man to confuse the old man.

"You really get older and more confused." Song Bingjue spoke politely: "I said, don't put your mind on my affairs, the affairs between me and the Chen family, after Chen Xinxue's affairs, it is completely impossible......

Hearing this, the old man exploded directly, and said disdainfully: "What is called impossible ......!" Isn't it that woman? I heard Xinrao say, a woman appeared next to you recently, and that woman has just been divorced, right? Just leaning on you like this, what kind of clean and good woman can she be......"

What kind of clean and good woman can be......

This sentence directly made Song Bingjue laugh angrily.

Clean and good people, in this world, Mu Goodnight is not clean, who can have someone 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 many eyeliner and definitely knew a lot, and he wouldn't deliberately hide it, but it didn't mean that he could condone others to slander her, even if it was the old man.

The old man didn't know it, and continued: "How can a divorced woman be worthy of you if she is indecent? I heard that you got married because of cheating? That's even more impossible! To put it mildly, vixens are ......"

Song Bingjue couldn't listen to it at all, and his tone was cold to the bone: "It's that I'm not worthy of her." What's more, she is married for the second time, and I am also married for the second time, which is also suitable. I know best who I see, don't let me find out what you're doing, or ......"

He clicked and didn't say anything more threatening.

The old man was already angry and his liver hurt.

Before they were together, their son had already spoken for that woman, and they would be together in the future!

"Bastard, you ......" he was about to continue, when he heard a "beep-", and the person on the other end hung up the phone directly and ruthlessly.

Old man: "......"

I was so angry that I smashed the phone.

……

At this end, when she learned that Song Bingjue came to France and did not plan to come to the old mansion, Chen Xinrao's face darkened for a second.

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

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

As soon as he saw Chen Xinrao, Song Zhenguo's angry old face immediately eased: "Xinrao." ”

During this time, Chen Xinrao has been with him, filial and well-behaved, he doesn't understand, why his son's vision is so bad, he can't look down on such a Chen Xinrao, but he likes another woman who is married for the second time.

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

"I talked to Bingjue on the phone just now, he will come to France in a while, don't worry, I will let him take you around......" Song Zhenguo said righteously.

A glimmer of light flashed from the bottom of her eyes, Chen Xinrao paused, and then hesitated a little: "But, if my brother-in-law is very busy......

"Busy? How busy can it be? All his time was spent with that woman! Sure enough, as soon as he heard this, Song Zhenguo was immediately annoyed and decisively interrupted her.

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

Before he finished speaking, Song Zhenguo was angry in his heart, and he couldn't go on.

Chen Xinrao hurriedly comforted him and gently patted his back, until she put the old man to sleep, she hooked her lips and turned away.

……

Just before leaving, she received a strange phone call.

picked it up without care, but after hearing the other party's voice, the green tendons on her forehead suddenly bulged, and her face changed greatly: "Xinrao, do you remember me?" ”

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

……

On this side, I don't know if Mu Goodnight's words played a role that day, the atmosphere inside the company improved, and I even got off work on time for two consecutive days.

Because she stayed the latest, she was the only one left in the office, and Mu Wan'an called Uncle Li and said that he would go back late.

She was on the phone as she packed her things.

In the group, her education and qualifications are the worst, and often in her free time, she is learning stupid birds, and she wants to be diligent to make up for her clumsiness, so she has a bunch of study materials.

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

Song Bingjue is busy, and he can't see each other once in three days, so he is used to having a good night.

Seeing Uncle Li ask, he thought of what Secretary Han had said before, thought about it, and replied, "I heard that the president may not come back from tonight's plane." ”

After speaking, she took her bag and walked out, but she ran into Song Bingjue and Secretary Han who came out of the elevator.

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

I didn't expect to meet here, so Mu Wanwan was stunned and explained, "Uncle Li asked if you would go back tonight." ”

The man was noncommittal, as if he had been prepared, and seeing that she was holding a lot of things in his hand, he naturally took the things in her hand.

Mu Wanye was a little confused, looking at his empty hand, and then seeing that the man had already walked towards the elevator, he hurriedly followed.

Just about to say goodbye to Uncle Li, who knows, 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 over and get something later."

Concise and to the point, without waiting for Mu Goodnight to react, he had already hung up the phone.

Good night: "......"