Chapter 1211
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
1211 Blocked a rotten peach flower
After old Mr. Wen wiped Wen Muchuâs face, he took another glass and poured a glass of water.
He tested the temperature and found that the water was very hot.
He then took another cup of cold water.
When the water was finally not hot, he took the cup and handed it to Wen Muchu.
âHave some, Yingluo. The water temperature is just right, it wonât be too hot.â His eyes were filled with eagerness as he looked at Wen Muchu with burning eyes.
Wen Muchuâs nose started to sting.
He grunted and took the glass of water without saying anything.
This glass of water made his eyes wet.
This was the first time he felt the warmth of a blood relative!
Wen Muchu drank some water and called out indifferently.
âThank you so much!â
Old Mr. Wenâs body trembled and his eyes widened as he looked at Wen Muchu in disbelief.
âYingluo, what did you just call me?â
Wen Muchu pursed his lips into a faint smile as he looked at the dumbfounded old Mr. Wen.
He called out again in a low voice,âGrandpa Zhenzhen.â
When he said the word âgrandfatherâ, he seemed to feel that the huge stone that had been pressing down on his heart had finally been lifted.
His entire person had an indescribable sense of relaxation.
Old Mr. Wenâs eyes were red with excitement and tears rolled down his face.
His arm trembled as he grabbed Wen Muchuâs hand.
good child, Iâve finally heard you call me âGrandpaâ!
As soon as he finished speaking, old Mr. Wen sprawled on the bed and began sobbing like a child.
Wen Muchu was slightly taken aback as he looked at old Mr. Wen in confusion.
He did not expect old Mr. Wen to be so agitated.
âGrandpa, are you okay?â He asked with a frown.
Old Mr. Wen hurriedly raised his hand and wiped his face with his sleeve.
Then, he put on a bright smile.
Iâm fine, Iâm fine, Yingluo. My good child, youâve finally forgiven me. Yingluo, itâs good like this, really, really good. Old Mr. Wen held Wen Muchuâs hand tightly and looked at him eagerly.
It was as if he could not get enough of it.
In his heart, there was an indescribable excitement and emotion.
This was his grandson, the grandson he was so proud of and had been looking forward to for a long time.
Now, his grandson had finally forgiven him.
Even if he were to die now, he would have no regrets.
Old Mr. Wen grinned and smiled foolishly.
Wen Muchu didnât know whether to laugh or cry, wasnât it just a form of address?
It actually made the old man so excited.
Old Mr. Wen took a while to calm himself down.
He was still holding Wen Muchuâs hand and did not let go as he spoke to Wen Muchu in a serious tone.
âIâm really happy that you can call me Grandpa. Iâve been in prison for so many years, and Iâm finally getting the chance for you to call me Grandpa. Iâm sorry, Mu Chu, Yingluo. I was wrong in the past. I was too stubborn, Yingluo. If I had understood it earlier, Iâm afraid your father and mother would have had a different ending.â
âAiyaya, I donât know what happened back then. I was just possessed. Your mother is a very good woman, but Iâm always dissatisfied with her. Actually, itâs not that I donât like her, itâs just that her family background isnât obvious, and Iâm afraid that itâll hinder your fatherâs future development. Now that I think about it, I really regret it. If I wasnât so against it and took care of your mother with all my heart, not giving others a chance to take advantage of her, perhaps your mother wouldnât have died.â
âItâs all my fault for what happened back then. I was too stubborn, too narrow-minded, and I placed too much importance on the familyâs interests. All these years, your father actually hates me. He rarely has a meal with me. The presidential palace has been cold all these years. It doesnât feel like home at all. Itâs only at my age that I suddenly realized and slowly understood what is the most important thing in a personâs life.â
Wen Muchu listened quietly as his eyes flickered.
At this moment, he didnât know why, but he suddenly missed Lan Xiao very much.
Old Mr. Wen sighed and continued.
âAll these years, your father has actually had a hard time. Ever since your mother passed away, Iâve never seen Yingluo smile so happily. Every day, heâs just working. Not a single day, not a single day, not a day to live my own life.â
âEvery time I think of this, my heart aches. Iâm the one who caused all of this. Iâm the one who turned your father into a man with no less than one person. Mu Chu, I hope you can forgive your father for what happened to Qianqian back then. He had a lot of things he couldnât help.â
âIf it wasnât for the responsibility and the motivation to get you back, Iâm afraid he wouldâve really died with your mother. Heâs suffered all these years. If you can forgive your grandfather, can you also forgive your father?â
Old Mr. Wen looked at Wen Muchu with a hopeful look in his eyes.
Wen Muchu pursed his lips and smiled at him.
actually, Iâve forgiven him a long time ago. Itâs just that Iâve been suppressing it in my heart and didnât have the chance to express it to him.
Old Mr. Wenâs eyes were full of smiles as he patted Wen Muchuâs shoulder.
âI knew you were a good kid. It wasnât in vain. Your father and I just shielded you from a rotten peach Blossomâs painstaking efforts.â
Wen Muchu was stunned and looked at old Mr. Wen in confusion.
âRotten peach? What do you mean by that?â
...
Old Mr. Wen did not hide anything from Wen Muchu and told him about Bai Fuxinâs visit to the Presidentâs House.
Wen Muchuâs eyes flickered after hearing this.
He did not expect Bai Fuxin to make such a ridiculous request.
Had this woman really gone crazy?
Everyone said that there was nothing between them and that Lan Xiao was his girlfriend.
The memories between them had been reset.
He had already made things clear to her, but she did not seem to believe him at all.
He still did things his own way, doing these stupid things that he hated.
If Wen zhihuai and old Mr. Wen had not rejected Bai Fuxinâs suggestion, he would rather not let her develop the antidote than have anything to do with her.
Wen Muchu rested for more than an hour before he picked up his phone and gave Lan Xiao a call.
Lan Xiao had just woken up.
...
She saw that it was Wen Muchu who called and she quickly picked it up.
âHello, Yingluo.â
âHow are you doing over there?â Wen Muchuâs voice was hoarse as he asked.
Lan Xiao noticed that there was something wrong with his voice.
She quickly sat up and asked,âwhatâs wrong?â Is it a drug addiction?â
âIâm fine. Itâs all in the past.â Wen Muchu pursed his lips and laughed softly.
Lan Xiao was really worried and she asked Wen Muchu a lot of questions.
Wen Muchu listened quietly and chimed in from time to time.
When Lan Xiao found out that his condition was stable, she was relieved.