Chapter 1209
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
1209 Please donât curse me
When Bai Fuxin heard this, she felt a faint pain in her heart.
She did not expect Wen zhihuai to say that.
Could it be that Wen Muchu really loved Lan Xiao so much that he would not care about his own life?
Did Wen Muchu really love Lan Xiao that much?
Bai Fuxinâs eyes were slightly red.
She choked as she looked at Wen zhihuai, â âUncle, you only have one son. Do you really have the heart to see Mu Chu be destroyed like this? The election for the next president is imminent. Are you sure you want Mu Chu to give up his future and the position of President?â
Wen zhihuai was stunned and he clenched his fists.
He lowered his eyes and sighed.
At this moment, old Mr. Wen suddenly pushed the door open and entered.
He said bluntly,âzhihuai, we have no other way out now. This is the only way to break out of our current predicament.â Itâs just an empty title. I believe that Lan Xiao will understand.â
Bai Fuxinâs eyes lit up and she hurriedly stood up to greet old Mr. Wen respectfully.
She remembered that old Mr. Wen seemed to have taken a liking to her in the past.
Back then, he and her aunt had even tried to match her with Wen Muchu.
Hence, Bai Fuxin looked at old Mr. Wen with reddened eyes and said, â
âGrandpa, Iâm doing this for Mu Chuâs good. Heâs still so young and has a bright future ahead of him. We canât ruin his bright future for this false reputation.â
Old Mr. Wen agreed with Bai Fuxinâs suggestion even more.
His face darkened as he looked at Wen zhihuai.
âZhihuai, we canât let Mu Chu do whatever he wants. Heâs young and doesnât understand the pros and cons of things. As his elders, we should protect him. His drug addiction could not be delayed and had to be resolved as soon as possible. Otherwise, once outsiders find out about it, Mu Chuâs future as the president will be completely ruined.â
âWe canât be so muddleheaded. A moment of indecision could ruin Mu Chuâs life. Lan Xiao loves Mu Chu so much. I believe she can understand us. Letâs reveal to the public that Fuxin is Mu Chuâs fiancée. Itâs just information, itâs not true. I believe that Lan Xiao wonât blame us.â
Although he had already agreed to Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu being together.
However, the situation was different now. Bai Fuxin had to use the name of fiancée to move into the Presidentâs House without arousing suspicion.
At present, this was the only feasible method.
Wen zhihuaiâs eyes flashed with hesitation. He still didnât dare to make a decision easily.
âDad, Iâm afraid Mu Chu wonât agree to it, aww ...â
Old Mr. Wen frowned. That child had always been stubborn and would not bear to see Lan Xiao suffer.
This problem was really a little tricky.
Bai Fuxinâs eyes flickered as she carefully suggested to them in a hoarse voice.
âWhy donât we not tell Mu Chu about this first? To the outside world, Iâm mu Chuâs fiancée, but to the inside, Iâm going to the Presidentâs House to treat Grandpa?â
Suspicion flashed across Wen zhihuaiâs eyes. He raised his head and glanced at Bai Fuxin.
He felt that this girl seemed to be different from before.
It seemed that she had changed a little after not seeing her for a while.
He pondered for a long while, then directly rejected Bai Fuxinâs suggestion, â âNo, I canât hide this from Mu Chu. Otherwise, once he knows the truth, he will hate us even more. Why donât I pretend to be sick and use this as an excuse to let you come in and treat me?â
Old Mr. Wen immediately objected and glared at Wen zhihuai.
âHow can we do that? Youâre the president, the ruler of a country. Once this news gets out, itâll probably cause a stir to everyone. Moreover, the Presidentâs House had doctors, why should Fuxin be invited in? At that time, outsiders will guess that thereâs a serious problem with your body.â
âThis will have a very bad influence on the people and the political situation. Itâs better for me to pretend to be sick. Iâm already so old, it doesnât matter if Iâm sick or not.â
father! Wen zhihuai looked at old Mr. Wen in surprise. no, Iâm cursing you to be ill. Itâs too inauspicious. Besides, your body is so big. What if you die? â
Old Mr. Wen held onto his walking stick and knocked it against the ground a few times.
âWhat if? Iâm still healthy, so please donât curse me. Itâs just an excuse, thereâs no need to take it so seriously. In my opinion, letâs do it this way, Yingying.â
Bai Fuxin clenched her fists, a trace of shock flashing through her eyes.
She looked at the two people in front of her in disbelief. She had never thought that after so much discussion, it would come to such a result.
Her goal was to gain the title of fiancée.
Why did old Mr. Wen have to feign illness?
Bai Fuxin felt a little upset.
Compared to Wen Muchuâs future, they actually chose Lan Xiao?
Just because Wen Muchu would not agree to it, they were afraid of starting a feud with Wen Muchu and directly rejected her proposal?
Why did she remember in the past that old Mr. Wen was willing to sacrifice anything for the sake of the familyâs interests?
What was going on now?
Old Mr. Wenâs first consideration was actually Wen Muchuâs feelings?
This was a huge contrast to what she had imagined.
Bai Fuxin could not accept it.
Her face gradually turned pale.
She bit her lip and looked at old Mr. Wen. âGrandpa Zhenzhen, I think itâs a little inappropriate for you to pretend to be sick, Zhenzhen.â
Before she could finish her sentence, old Mr. Wen interrupted her.
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âFuxin, although I also want you to be my granddaughter-in-law, but in the end, you and Mu Chu are not meant to be. Mu Chu and Lan Xiao are very close. If we cause a misunderstanding between them because of this, Mu Chu will blame us.â
âYou also know that ever since Mu Chu returned to the Presidentâs House, he hasnât even called outâ father âorâ grandfather.â Weâve been waiting for this form of address for so long. We really donât want our relationship with Mu Chu to get further and further apart. So, we canât do those things that he doesnât want to do. Otherwise, how long do we have to wait for him to call us father and grandfather?â
Bai Fuxinâs expression was extremely ugly. She looked at old Mr. Wen and opened her mouth.
âGrandpa, Iâm Yingluo.â
Old Mr. Wen did not even give her a chance to speak and interrupted her.
âChild, I think itâs a good thing that I pretended to be sick. In this way, you can stay here and treat my illness. I believe that other people will not dare to have any doubts. Fuxin girl, Iâll have to trouble you for Mu Chuâs matter in the future. This matter is settled!â
How could old Mr. Wen not know what this girl was up to?
He had already lived for more than half of his life, what could he not see clearly?