The President's Best Wife

Chapter 297 Dad is a villain, bullying Uncle Hanlin
Wen Qiao took Meizhiting's mobile phone to call Han Lin, and the mobile phone notified that the user was on a call.

Wen Qiao looked at Meiji Court: "Through the conversation."

Meijiting calculated the time in his mind, "Maybe he will call me again."

Wen Qiao glanced at the phone's address book, then at Meizhiting and didn't say anything, just waiting quietly.

In less than 5 minutes, Meiji Court went out with his mobile phone. Wen Qiao felt very tired, so he didn't go out with him. Instead, he covered himself with a thin blanket and lay on the sofa blowing on the air conditioner.

Because of Wen Qiao's fainting, the two door gods at the door were now guarding the door every step of the way, and Wen Qiao and Wen Qiao rarely refused, so they simply let them.

However, she was curious about where the wounds on their faces came from?

"Been beaten?" Wen Qiao muttered, talking to himself.

"Go back to madam, no." The two spoke in unison at the door.

Wen Qiao: "..."

Is your hearing so good?
But to say that she was not beaten, is this bullying her with bad eyesight?Such an obvious fist mark, even a fool can see it.

Is this bullying someone mentally handicapped or something?
Wen Qiaoduo thought for a moment, and more or less had some guesses in his heart. The Meiji court was gentle and refined, and they saw the injury when they came back. The Meiji court always put her first, and it was absolutely impossible to teach their subordinates People delayed the time to take care of her, and the only person here who has the right to teach them a lesson is Han Lin.

Moreover, judging by their injuries, they are not serious.

This bruised nose and swollen face must be a great hatred and resentment.

Half an hour later, Wen Qiao was almost falling asleep when he heard a voice calling "Sir" at the door.

She stood up and saw the tall Meiji Court holding the petite little grape in his arms, nestling in his arms with aggrieved eyes, and immediately came alive when she saw Wen Qiao.

She stretched out her short, fleshy hands towards Wen Qiao, pouted, "Mom hug—"

Just as Wen Qiao lifted the thin blanket, the Meiji court stopped her: "Nian Nian, Mom is not feeling well, please be good and know."

Little Putao glanced at Wen Qiao, and then at the door gods at the door. She folded her arms and hummed angrily, "Hmph, I can tell. I'm the most obedient, so I don't want you to tell me."

Meiji Court: "..."

Wen Qiao saw that Little Putao's attitude towards the Meiji Court was wrong. Usually, his father was long and his father was short, and he called him very affectionately, so he was obviously angry.

"What's the matter?" Wen Qiao walked up to Meizhi Court and pinched Little Putao's soft face.

The big round eyes of the little grape, which was pinched affectionately by the mother, immediately turned red, and tears could not flow, "Daddy is a villain, bullying Uncle Hanlin—"

Wen Qiao looked at Meiji Court: "Is there such a thing?"

Although these two people don't look like they have a strong relationship, everyone who knows them knows that they are the ones who can give their backs to each other without reservation and defense.

Meiji Court put Little Putao on the ground, patted her little butt, "Where did Dad bully him?"

Little Putao snorted angrily, "I heard it all. You said that uncle is not doing well, so he is not allowed to come back."

Meiji Court: "..."

Bad job?Wen Qiao looked at Meiji Court suspiciously.

After contacting the bodyguard who was beaten, Wen Qiao came to an epiphany. Could it be because of her?

Wen Qiao pulled Meiji Court to the side and asked, "Is it because of me? Why did I faint? What did the doctor in the hospital say after an examination? Let alone heatstroke, I don't feel like it at all. If you have heatstroke, why don't you Would you be willing to do that to me?"

(End of this chapter)