Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

A trace of guilt flashed through Wen Zhihuai's eyes, and he nodded to the doctor.

Then the doctor led someone out of the room.

Wen Zhihuai called Han Yuting in, and whispered to him: "Please ask your wife to come and take care of the old man... What's the matter with the old man, let me know at any time..."

Han Yuting nodded slightly with blinking eyes.

Then, Wen Zhihuai took Wen Muchu out of the ward.

The two came to an empty ward, Wen Zhihuai looked up at Wen Muchu with a trace of guilt.

"Mu Chu...your grandfather is too old, so he can't stand any irritation...what about you and Lan Xiao, shall we take a long-term view?"

Wen Muchu also knew that there were some things in a hurry.

If Mr. Wen is really angry, he will also become a sinner.

Therefore, he nodded without objection.

Wen Zhihuai raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"Don't worry, this time, Dad is standing by your side. No matter what decision you make, I will support you..."

Wen Muchu's eyes flickered, and he looked at Wen Zhihuai with some emotion.

For the first time, he felt the warmth of family affection from Wen Zhihuai.

This kind of feeling is completely different from that of Wen's father and mother, who cares for him——

Because no matter how good they were to him, he always knew that he was not their biological son.

The relationship between him and them has always been separated by a barrier.

Wen Cheng made a mistake, and Wen's father and mother will not shy away from reprimanding the lesson.

When he made a mistake, they would never beat and scold him. They were afraid that they would treat him badly, so they made their feelings more cold.

Sometimes, the blood relationship is very strange.

Obviously, he was very resistant to approaching Wen Zhihuai, but every time, he couldn't help approaching him.

...

Wen Muchu left the hospital and returned home.

Lan Xiao had already cooked the food and was waiting for him at home.

Hearing the sound of the door, she quickly got up, rushed to the door, and greeted her with a smile.

Wen Muchu opened the door and saw Lan Xiao's brilliant and weird smile.

He couldn't help but grinned, raising his hand and rubbing her hair.

"The sun has come out from the west... Did you know you came to meet me at the door today?"

Lan Xiao smiled, took his hand, stood on tiptoe, and dropped a kiss on his lips.

"People miss you, so I can't wait to see you..."

Wen Muchu shook his head. He thought, Lan Xiao was so abnormal, probably because of the matter of Mr. Wen.

He changed his shoes and took off his coat.

So Lan Xiao graciously took him to the dining table.

"Chu Chu, I learned a few dishes online today, can you try my cooking skills?"

Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in surprise: "You did it yourself?"

Lan Xiao nodded quickly, asking for praise.

"That's right. How? The so-called color, flavor, and flavor are all. Isn't the dish that I cook the first to have a color? This dish is pretty pleasing, isn't it?"

Wen Muchu sat down, looked at the two dishes and soup, curled his lips and nodded with a smile.

"Um... this dish looks pretty good... just don't know how it tastes?"

Lan Xiao smiled triumphantly: "Chuchu, it's not that I'm talking to you. I think I'm a genius cooking. You can't imagine that this is my first time cooking... The color is good, and the taste will definitely make you linger..."

Wen Muchu picked up the chopsticks and put a stick of green celery into his mouth.

Lan Xiao looked expectant, opened his eyes wide, and watched his reaction without blinking.

"How, how? Does it taste good? Does it taste good..."

Wen Muchu chewed the crisp and refreshing celery, his eyebrows were raised slightly unexpectedly.

He asked in surprise, "Is this really your first time cooking?"

Lan Xiao nodded quickly: "Of course, you are a puppy..."

Wen Muchu smiled in his eyes, curled his lips and nodded.

"You cooking skill, if you do it a few more times, you can compare it with the chef in the hotel..."

Lan Xiao was pleased with his brows and eyes, holding Wen Muchu's arm, and laughing in a low voice.

He was so generous with praise, and immediately made her feel happy.

"Ha...Chu Chu, I really love you..."

Wen Muchu's heart was warm for a while, he turned his head, his palm was wrapped around her chin, and he couldn't help kissing her lips.

Lan Xiao hid in his arms shyly, and the two of them ate dinner crookedly.

Because Lan Xiao was cooking, Wen Muchu took the initiative to clean up the dishes.

Unexpectedly, he just got up and was going to pack the dishes and go into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Lan Xiao hurriedly stopped his movement: "Um...Chu Chu, you must be very tired after working for a day. You should go to rest quickly. I will do the small things like washing dishes. I will do it... I will, I will... "

Wen Muchu's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the kitchen.

He always felt that Lan Xiao had hidden some ulterior secrets.

Seeing his gaze, Lan Xiao looked towards the kitchen.

She was taken aback, and quickly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks with a smile, and went to the kitchen with the bowls...

Entering the kitchen, lest Wen Muchu will come over and grab the dishes with her.

She locked the kitchen door from the inside.

She hurriedly put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink, and then quickly packed some packaging boxes from the kitchen trash can.

This thing, can't let Wen Muchu see, otherwise the beautiful image she maintained tonight will be a failure?

How can she cook such good cooking skills? She can cook such delicious dishes the first time she cooks.

Originally, today, she planned to cook personally to please Wen Muchu.

Unexpectedly, she tried to copy a tomato scrambled egg, but she almost burned the kitchen.

Cooking was so terrible, she didn't dare to do it herself anymore, so Ahu ordered a few home-cooked dishes outside to be delivered.

Unexpectedly, she just put the dishes on the table, and before she had time to eliminate the evidence, Wen Muchu returned.

Lan Xiao felt anxious.

After finally getting Wen Muchu's compliment, she had to linger for a few days, so Lan Xiao immediately decided to lie that she cooked the dish.

Of course, there is a price to lie.

She didn't want to wash the bowl at all, but in order to round up this lie, she didn't want to wash it, she had to wash it—

Lan Xiao sighed, hey, what is this all about.

Lan Xiao cleaned up the dishes and cleaned up. She picked up the garbage bag and sneakily opened the kitchen door.

She observed the living room first, but did not see Wen Muchu's figure, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she walked out of the kitchen, catted her body, and walked towards the door lightly.

Unexpectedly, she just walked to the door, just when she was about to open the door of the living room.

Wen Muchu's voice suddenly came from behind.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Lan Xiao was startled, her face pale in fright.

She immediately turned her head pretending to be shocked, and grinned at Wen Muchu.

"Heh... it's nothing, it's just some kitchen garbage, I'm going to throw the garbage..."