Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Although I don't know exactly what happened in it, but Mu Wan'an knows that it must have touched Ji Yunhua's bottom line, otherwise the Changchun Garden has been open for so long, and it would not be closed just like that.

"I see that you are very interested in the decoration and design of the park, and you can come here often in the future."

Seeing her fall silent, Ji Yunhua thought that she was depressed because she could no longer enter the park, "I open the door to Miss Mu at any time."

"I heard that Mr. Ji is lonely and arrogant, and he refuses to say a word to people he doesn't know well... When I saw him today, I realized that the rumors are just rumors after all."

The hands under the thin blanket were clenched into fists, and Xu Shuo tried his best to maintain the warmth on his face, "I think you are still very friendly to our family today."

This "good night to our family" not only made Mu Wan'an frown, but even Ji Yunhua's face darkened a little:

"Mr. Xu, please be careful. As far as I know, Ms. Mu is single now, and she and you are friends at most."

In front of outsiders, Mu Wan'an still didn't refute him face to face, but just expressed her protest with silence.

"I met Goodnight very early. She and I are no longer relatives but relatives. I think you are worrying too much about this."

Seeing Ji Yunhua whose expression became cold, a sharp sense of satisfaction flashed in Xu Shuo's heart, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter:
"Could it be that Mr. Ji is interested in good night?"

Seeing that Xu Shuo's speech became more and more inappropriate, Mu Wan'an couldn't help reminding him in a low voice:
"Xu Shuo, are you thinking too much? We are strangers to Mr. Ji, so it's not polite for you to ask questions like this."

After finishing speaking, she said to Ji Yunhua very apologetically:
"Mr. Ji, he's not usually like this. Maybe it's because of the heavy travel today, so he lost his composure."

"It's okay."

When facing her, Ji Yunhua's tone softened, "I can see that he attaches great importance to you, and it's normal for him to regard you as his private property in his words."

Seeing that he didn't hold on to this matter tightly, Mu Wan'an breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Xu Shuo who was sitting beside her again, and persuaded:
"Speak less, you can go back to rest in a while."

Smiling at Mu Wan'an, Xu Shuo also noticed his gaffe just now, and seldom spoke since then.

Just as he was talking, the meals for some guests had already been delivered, and the middle-aged man methodically directed the service staff in the restaurant to serve the meals to the table in front of them.

"They are all home-cooked dishes, but the ingredients used are all natural and organic."

Ji Yunhua didn't seem to have any intention of moving his chopsticks, and Mu Wan'an was also a little restrained, and the whole meal was spent in this kind of tacit understanding.

When leaving the Changchun Garden, Mu Wan'an still felt like a dream. The scenery she saw in the garden, the "Peony Pavilion" she heard, and Ji Yunhua who was very kind to herself... seemed to be a dream. Dream.

"What are you thinking about?"

In the car, Xu Shuo looked at Mu Wan'an, who was distracted frequently, and the cloud on Lushan Mountain on her lap, his eyes darkened:

"Still thinking about Ji Yunhua?"

"I'm really confused."

Turning her head to look at the person beside her, Mu Wan'an's face was calm and gentle. When passing by both sides of the road, the shadow cast by the woods made her face look extraordinarily quiet:
"I've never seen him before. He has a very cold temper. It stands to reason that he wouldn't be so familiar when meeting him for the first time."

"Don't think too much, since he didn't show any malice, we have no loss. We probably won't see each other again in the future."

I didn't expect that such a thing would happen when I brought her to Changchun Garden... Although Xu Shuo's face was calm, there was already a storm in his heart.

Originally thought that city A had been divided up by the Wang family, Song family and other forces, and the remaining small forces were nothing to fear, but the existence of Changchun Yuanji's family slapped him in the face severely.

The carriage soon fell into dead silence again. The two of them had their own concerns, and neither of them spoke.

"How did you listen to the play?"

While stirring the coffee, Song Jiajia slowly walked up to Mu Wanan who was flipping through the work documents, with a playful look in her eyes:
"I heard that Ji Yunhua has a lot of love for you. This Ji Yunhua is a rare child in City A who comes from a clean family background and has no connection with the main forces."

"You are doing well now. You can't leave a man in three words. I don't think you are in a hurry to get me out, but you are thinking about spring?"

It was funny even thinking about it, Mu Wan'an remained unmoved and continued to focus on his work.

Her deafness to emotional matters hurt Song Jiajia's eyes. She took out the folder she was flipping through, looked at her narrowly and said:

"Tell me quickly, what's going on? My mother can tell you, Ji Yunhua left you and Xu Shuo together, so you didn't collide with each other?"

"Do you think it's a lighter and strong oil? Still sparks?"

Glancing at her angrily, Mu Wan'an stretched out her hand: "Give me the things, this renovation project is very urgent, and the design drawings will be sent to the employer tomorrow."

"Come on, tell me what you encountered in it first, and what kind of person Ji Yunhua is?"

She raised the folder in her hand higher, and Song Jiajia had the momentum of "I won't give you this folder unless you tell me". Mu Wan'an had no choice but to tell her what happened yesterday, but Skip over the part where he and Song Bingjue are in the bathroom.

"The most memorable part is the "Peony Pavilion". Although I don't have much accomplishments in drama, I also know that this play is really wonderful."

The love story between Du Liniang and Liu Mengmei is narrated in a tactful and stunning drama, which is a little more lingering and sad, and it is fascinating to hear her, an outsider.

"Is it really as good as you say?"

For Ji Yunhua, Song Jiajia has always only heard his name but not his person, she sighed:

"It's a pity that I haven't seen such a glorious person in person. This Mr. Ji is very low-key. He has been invited to many dinner parties, but he has never been to any of them. But when his Changchun Garden opened , many people hurried over. I heard that my temper is not very good, but how do you feel that Ji Yunhua you saw is quite approachable?"

"I don't know. The bad temper, maybe it's just people saying what others say, and over time, in the eyes of everyone, it becomes that he really has a bad temper."

Thinking of the kind young man she met, Mu Wan'an couldn't connect him with the word "bad temper". She looked at Song Jiajia again:
"I've told you everything I can tell you, good Jiajia, return the things to me quickly."

Seeing that all she could think about was work, Song Jiajia also felt that it would be boring to continue teasing her, so she handed the folder back:
"You don't have to work so hard. September and October are when the most home decoration designs are made, and ordinary customers can understand."

"You also said that it is understandable to ordinary people."

Mu Wanan, who immediately got to work after getting the folder, said without raising her head:
"There are always some bad-tempered customers. We must try our best to be perfect, and we cannot let customers find faults and omissions."

"..."

What she said made sense, and even if she refuted it, Song Jiajia was really powerless. She said dryly:
"Then you also pay attention to your health, I will go back to work first."

Seeing Song Jiajia's fleeing back through the glass door, Mu Wan'an couldn't help showing a funny smile:

"It's really deceiving."

In fact, the work in hand has been thoroughly checked. After reading the last point, Mu Wan'an stood up from her seat and stretched, and went to the tea room to order some hot water.

As soon as she came back from receiving the water, she saw a tall young man standing in the lobby of the studio surrounded by her own employees. He turned his back to her, which seemed strange to her.

"Xiao Zhou, who is this?"

Pulling over the employee on the edge, Mu Wan'an was inquiring, but that person seemed to have sensed something, and turned to look at her, both of them were stunned.

"Mr. Ji, why are you here?"

Serving him a cup of tea, Mu Wan'an also sat down in her seat, she politely smiled and said:
"This is the Lushan cloud that you gave me. As soon as I got it from you, I couldn't wait to open it and drink it."

"I have a villa under my name that has been vacant for a long time, and I want to do a second renovation. I just found out that day that you are doing this now, so I came to see if you can undertake it."

Gently stroking the heat of the teacup, Ji Yunhua looked at Mu Wan'an in a professional suit, with obvious surprise in his eyes:

"It's the first time I saw you wearing professional attire, but think about it, short hair always has an inexplicable fit with the workplace. By the way, why did you think of cutting long hair?"

"I encountered some things at the time, and I was uneasy, and I thought about giving myself a new chance to start from scratch—"

Shrugging, Mu Wan'an looked helpless:

"Everyone has some times when they can't get along with themselves. I was also on the edge of the horns. But yesterday I saw the scene of "A Dream in the Garden" in "The Peony Pavilion", which made me suddenly enlightened."

"Oh?"

Hearing these words just after taking a sip, Ji Yunhua put down the teacup in his hand, and stared at him with interest with a pair of warm eyes:
"tell me your opinion."

"It's not really a real insight. I used to be bound by emotional matters, and I often found it difficult to get rid of it. Now that I think about it, I'm just as obsessed with knowing whether it's a dream or a reality. Everything is false."

Shaking her head, even Mu Wan'an felt a little funny after she finished speaking. She looked at him:
"What I said just now is wrong, please don't make a joke."

"Some things, just figure it out."

Seeing her cheerful expression, Ji Yunhua didn't continue to ask, he was like a considerate and rational listener, which was reassuring.