Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Several nurses looked sincere and frightened, for fear that they might not take care of them and provoke the Lafayette.

This is the president's father--

If anyone offends him, unless he doesn't want to live anymore.

Wen Muchu leaned against the door, staring at everything inside.

Unexpectedly, this old man is really good at doing it.

Wen Zhihuai stepped in the door with an unpleasant expression.

The nurses looked up and saw that it was His Excellency the President.

They immediately greeted Wen Zhihuai.

Wen Zhihuai waved his hand to make them retreat.

Those people did not dare to delay, and quickly retreated out of fear.

However, when passing by Wen Muchu, the eyes of several nurses lit up.

Wow... this man is so handsome...

who is he?

It is certainly not a simple character who came with the president.

At such a young age, he followed the president.

Ah, handsome and promising. It's hard to imagine.

Several people have already made up their minds, and will look for opportunities later and ask Wen Muchu how to contact them.

If you can make such a boyfriend.

Ha...you will wake up when you dream, right?

After a while, only Wen Zhihuai, Wen Muchu, and Mr. Wen were left in the room.

Wen Zhihuai asked Wen Muchu to close the door, undressed, and pulled a chair to the bed.

"Go ahead, Dad, what do you want to do this time?"

Old man Wen glanced at Wen Zhihuai, and then cast all his eyes on Wen Muchu's body.

His eyes were shining, and his eyes were fixed on Wen Muchu unblinking.

The more he looked, the more excited he opened the quilt, got out of the bed barefoot, and rushed towards Wen Muchu.

Wen Zhihuai sat there and didn't move, so he could look at Mr. Wen all his time.

Elder Wen walked to Wen Muchu and stopped.

His excited eyes were slightly red, and he stretched out his hand several times, trying to touch Wen Muchu.

"You...you...are you Mu Chu? You are the grandson I haven't seen for many years?" Old Master Wen asked with a choked voice in his voice, hoarsely.

Wen Muchu pursed his thin lips and nodded noncommittal.

There was no wave in his heart.

As far as he is concerned, he really can't give birth to any affection for these people in the Wen family.

He asked in a low voice, "I am Wen Muchu. Hearing from Mr. President, you have always wanted to see me..."

"Mr. President? You kid, he is your dad, not Mr. President, don't you even want to call your dad?" Old man Wen's eyes flashed in shock, and he interrupted Wen Muchu's words in disbelief.

There was a trace of loss in Wen Zhihuai's eyes. He knew that Wen Muchu's heart was blamed on him and Wen's family.

Wen Muchu curled his lips and sneered slightly.

"Sorry, the presidential palace today, and you, are completely strange to me. Suddenly, I was asked to call Dad to strangers. I was really not used to..."

Old man Wen's eyes gradually leaped into tears.

stranger?

Ha... They are obviously his close relatives, but in his eyes, they are just strangers?

"You kid...how can we treat you well..." said Old Man Wen, he wanted to reach out to pull Wen Muchu's palm.

He really wanted to hug his grandson.

Since childhood, he hasn't hugged him or touched him for so many years.

Unexpectedly, Wen Muchu avoided his touch.

He looked at Mr. Wen with very cold eyebrows.

"I came here to see you today for two reasons. First, I don't allow you to talk to Lan Xiao in private, let alone threaten her, let her leave me, etc. Second, I want to remind you , In the future, my wife, my wife, only Lan Xiao, there will be no one. If you are delusional, give me a marriage partner, or a lady from the four major families."

"Then the presidential palace, I would rather not return. I don't want to sit in the presidential seat... The heights are so cold, you can ask, Mr. President, is he happy after so many years? Is there any moment? , Is to live happily as himself."

Master Wen's face suddenly changed.

Unexpectedly, Wen Muchu would actually say this.

His whole body was shocked, and he was dumbfounded on the spot.

Wen Zhihuai's eyes were left elsewhere, his eyes thoughtful.

Yes, he is also asking himself, after so many years, has he ever lived for himself for a moment?

Being in a high position, enjoy the admiration of thousands of people.

He has long since become a walking dead, a machine serving the country and the people.

Such days, day after day, year after year.

He was really getting by, a little bored.

He suffered this kind of suffering alone, and he really didn't want Wen Muchu to repeat his mistakes again.

Therefore, Wen Zhihuai stood up and looked at Master Wen with scorching eyes.

"Dad...Mu Chu is right. It's not cold from the heights. For so many years, I have never been happy or happy for a moment. I don't want him to follow in my footsteps anymore... Back then, Mu Chu was taken away. KineMaster didn’t have the fault of a powerful family. It was our fault from beginning to end. It was our inability to protect their mother and son that made them end in such a tragic end... Dad, about Mu Chu’s marriage, I think you better stop intervening at will..."

Old man Wen's face turned pale suddenly, and he turned and looked at his son incredulously.

"You... even you have begun to disobey me? If it weren't for me, if it wasn't for me, let the daughter of the Bai family marry you and sit in the position of the president's wife. How can you sit firmly in the position of president for many years? No four With the support of the big family, you president, do you think you can still sit securely?"

"You are almost mad at me. That little girl taught me a lesson today, and my grandson also taught me a lesson just now. Now even you are united to teach me. You...you, you all, one by one, it's true Want to **** me off?"

As Grandpa Wen spoke, he felt breathing difficulties again.

He tilted, his eyes went dark, and he passed out again.

Wen Muchu got close and immediately reached out his hand to support Mr. Wen.

Wen Zhihuai was startled, and his pale face quickly helped Wen Muchu to support the old man onto the hospital bed.

The doctor rushed to help.

Wen Zhihuai stood aside and watched with a nervous expression, Wen Muchu frowned, concentrating on the unconscious old man.

After about twenty minutes of rescue, the situation of Mr. Wen gradually eased.

The attending doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead a little nervously, and walked to Wen Zhihuai.

"Mr. President, the current physical condition of the old man is really unbearable... You see, there are some things that can be made to the elderly, so let them go for the time being. Otherwise, the body who is not seriously ill will be angry again... …"