Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Wen Zhihuai suddenly stood up. His eyes flashed with anger and looked at master Wen.

"All for my good? Have you ever thought that these are good for me? Do I really need them? Have you ever realized what I've been living all these years? Dad I beg you to stop meddling in my affairs and Mu Chu's affairs, will you... "

Old man Wen was so angry that he was in pain.

He raised his hand to cover his aching heart.

Gasping, he pointed to Wen Zhihuai.

"If I don't interfere in your business, can you achieve what you are now? I didn't want to quarrel with you today, but I started it. My son, my grandson, I can't care, can I? Don't you want me to watch you eat evil fruit and fly moths to the fire? Don't think that today's Jinjing is peaceful. I tell you, the calmer it is now, the more dangerous it is hidden under the appearance of calmness. Do you think you can help my grandson to become president by relying on the Wen family alone

Wen's words made Wen Zhihuai's mind tremble.

He couldn't help but think of the thing that wenmuchu was shot yesterday.

He still feels a lingering fear when he thinks about it.

If that shot didn't miss, Wen Mu Chu might really die.

Wen Zhihuai thought, and a cold sweat came out of his back.

He sat down in despair, his face pale.

Bai Huien approached with concern and asked anxiously, "what's wrong with Zhihuai? Are you ok? "

Wen Zhihuai drooped his head, and the whole person was silent.

Mr. Wen's face was dark. He bit his teeth and didn't speak. He glared at Wen's heart.

In the dining room, I fell into a strange silence.

After a long time, Wen Zhihuai looked up at him.

"Dad Yesterday, Mu Chu was ambushed by snipers nearby... "

"What? What's going on here? " Old man Wen was so surprised that he suddenly got up from his chair. The chair he was sitting on fell to the ground with him.

Bai Huien was also startled: "does anyone want to murder Mu Chu? Who is this man... "

Wen Zhihuai shakes his head slightly, and there is a dim flash in his eyes.

"It's still under investigation..."

Where can Mr. Wen sit? He should stand up and walk out with a cold face.

Wen Zhihuai rushed to his back and called, "Dad, where are you going?"

"This matter can't be finished. It's obvious that someone already knows Mu Chu's identity. At this time, it is no longer the best policy to hide Mu Chu's identity. I order you to immediately hold a press conference to expose Mu Chu's identity to the public. Only in this way can we make those people afraid and dare not attack Mu Chu openly. " Master Wen stopped and looked back at Wen Zhihuai.

Wen Zhihuai's eyes twinkled slightly.

Wen's idea coincided with that of his father.

He thinks the same way, but he doesn't know if Wen will agree to disclose his identity.

"Dad, I think we should consult Mu Chu about this matter..."

Mr. Wen turned around and left a sentence: "I'll talk to him right now..."

Wen Zhihuai looks at the back of master Wen's departure, and his eyes are tinged with a trace of warmth.

Now it seems that the old man really loves Mu Chu.

If, really through this matter, let Mu Chu back to the presidential palace, it is a good time.

Bai Huien slowly grasped the palm of her hand under her clothes.

Her eyes were twinkling and dim.

After sending Wen Zhihuai away, Bai Huien goes back to her room.

She locked the door and made a phone call.

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Wen muchu escorts LAN Xiao to the school gate and watches her walk into the campus.

He just let the driver drive and left here.

When the car went all the way to the presidential palace, but did not want to reach the door of the presidential palace, from a distance, he saw Mr. Wen, leaning on a crutch, looking around the door.

Wen Mu Chu let the driver stop the car, then saw that the old man's eyes lit up, and quickly walked towards him.

Mr. Wen opened the door, got into the car and let the driver down.

Wen Mu Chu pursed his thin lips and didn't make a sound until he saw the driver get out of the car.

Mr. Wen just looked at him kindly and said with a smile.

"Mu Chu Did you have breakfast? This man, the plan of the day is in the morning. Breakfast is very important. You can't do without breakfast, you know? "

Wen Muru whispered back: "I've eaten it, thank you..."

When master Wen listened to his polite and alienated words, he could not help sighing.

After all, he owes the child.

He doesn't blame the child for sharing with him.As soon as Mr. Wen's topic changed, he turned to yesterday's event.

"I heard from your father that you were shot yesterday Fortunately, the bullet missed and didn't hurt you. Mu Chu, you should know that although Jin Jing looks calm on the surface, in fact, the hidden waves are turbulent. I don't want that to happen again, so your father and I have decided to announce your identity in public just recently. "

Wen Mu Chu's eyes flickered, and he faintly coagulated master Wen for a few minutes.

Mr. Wen has a worried face. He can yell at Wen Zhihuai or teach him a lesson.

But for this grandson, what he feels most is guilt.

Their relationship was alienated.

Therefore, he is not willing to use tough measures against this grandson unless he has to.

He stared at Wen Mu Chu, waiting for his answer.

Originally thought, Wen Mu Chu may refuse, may say to him, consider again.

But he didn't expect that, but Wen Mu Chu replied: "well, since you think it's time to make my identity public, let's make it public."

Old man Wen's eyes brightened and he chuckled.

"Well, since you agree, I'll tell your dad later to prepare for the press conference."

Wen Mu Chu reached a consensus with them on this matter.

Therefore, Wen Zhihuai's action is also very fast.

Let the public relations team of the presidential palace immediately release an official document.

According to the official document, Mr. President's only son, who had been lost for many years, was finally recovered. A press conference will be held in three days to announce his only son.

The release of this news can be described as a stone stirring up a thousand waves.

Not only the Pinghu Lake in Jinjing was completely blown up, but also other cities were affected.

Many people call directly. It's hard to believe that the president has found his son who has been lost for many years.

When brother Jiang heard the news, he immediately put down his business and flew back to Jinjing in a private plane overnight.