Chapter 943
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
943 You might not be able to protect her in the future
The rumors of old Mr. Wenâs increasingly violent nature also spread like wildfire in Jin capital.
Now that he had finally found his long-lost grandson, how could old Mr. Wen not be excited? how could he not want to see him soon?
Unfortunately, seventh uncle knew very well that Mr. President might not let old Mr. Wen see him ...
It was precisely because seventh uncle understood Wen zhunhuaiâs intentions that he did not dare to agree to old Mr. Wenâs request.
Seventh uncle waited nervously, but there was no movement from that side for a long time.
âOld master, are you still there?â he called out uneasily.
Buzz, buzz, buzz. Who knew that the phone would actually hang up in the next second?
Seventh uncle wiped the sweat from his forehead with lingering fear and slowly let out a breath.
He hurriedly put his phone back into his pocket and was about to return to the second floor when he saw old Mr. Wen walking towards the living room with a walking stick.
Seventh uncle was so scared that his face turned pale.
Oh my God, isnât this old man Wen too fast?
Could it be that he had called him just now to test him?
He didnât really need to consult the presidentâs opinion.
Seventh uncleâs legs trembled and he hurriedly walked forward to welcome old Mr. Wen.
âOld man, why have you come? Mr. President is working on the second floor. Why donât you wait downstairs for a moment while I go in to report?â
Old Mr. Wenâs current wife, Bai huien, was accompanying him.
Although Bai Hui âen was now in her forties, she was a rare beauty due to her good maintenance and her good foundation.
At first glance, she looked like a woman in her twenties.
However, compared to a woman in her twenties, she had more charm and a more natural grace.
And because she had never given birth to a child, Bai huienâs figure was as graceful as a young girlâs.
From afar, she looked just like old Mr. Wenâs granddaughter.
She gracefully helped old Mr. Wen to the living room and sat him down on the sofa. She then turned around and smiled at seventh uncle.
âSeventh uncle, please hurry and ask zhihuai to come down. Father really wants to see Mu Chu, and he canât wait a moment longer. Let zhihuai bring Mu Chu down with him Yingluo.â
Seventh uncle hesitated for a moment, but he was as anxious as a catâs paw.
Old Mr. Wenâs face was cold. Sensing seventh uncleâs hesitation, he grabbed his walking stick and swung it at seventh uncle.
âBastard, I want to see my grandson. Canât I see him? You little brat, hurry up and get that b * stard Wen zhhuai down here. If I donât see my grandson, I wonât leave.â
The Presidentâs House was huge, and the entire building was where Wen zhihuai worked.
The Wen family lived in a few other buildings in the presidential palace.
Hence, most of the time, the Wen family would not come here to disturb Wen zhihuaiâs work unless there was something important.
However, things were different today. Old Mr. Wen was well aware that his son might not let him see his grandson.
That was why he couldnât wait to come.
He was afraid that his grandson would fly away if he was too late.
Seventh uncleâs arm was burning with pain from the hit. He smiled awkwardly and rubbed his painful arm.
youâre still laughing? hurry up and get them to come down for a walk. old Mr. Wenâs eyes widened and he hollered at seventh uncle angrily.
Seventh uncle didnât want to be beaten anymore, so he quickly took a few steps back and nodded.
âOld master, please calm down. I will go and report this.â
Gu CI had already entered the study room to inform Wen zhihuai of the commotion downstairs.
A trace of gloominess flashed past Wen zhihuaiâs eyes as he looked up at Wen Muchu.
âYour grandfather wants to see you. Do you want to see him?â
Wen Muchu slowly got up, his lips curved into a cold smile.
âThen Iâd like to ask, when you and my mother got married, did the old man agree?â
Wen zhihuaiâs body trembled and his face turned pale.
A trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.
He lowered his eyes and fell into silence.
Wen Muchu adjusted his coat and replied in a low voice, â âIf it wasnât for the fact that Bai huien didnât give birth to any children after so many years, Iâm sure the old master wouldnât have been so eager to see me, his grandson, right?â
Wen zhihuai clenched his fists and sighed.
âAiyoyo, do you still have resentment in your heart?â
âResentment? Hehe, Iâm just an ordinary person. How can I not blame you for being abandoned for so many years? Mr. President, I donât want to see him, so please think of a way.â Wen Muchuâs eyes were filled with coldness as he replied in a low voice.
Wen zhihuaiâs body trembled slightly and a pained expression appeared in his eyes.
He looked at Wen Muchu in a despondent manner, â âIn the end, you still refuse to call me father? Or father?â
âIâm sorry, Zhenzhen.â Wen Muchu shifted his gaze and replied with two words.
Wen zhihuai closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.
Seventh uncle came in and explained the situation to Wen zhihuai.
Wen zhihuai was silent for a long time before he slowly opened his eyes and looked at seventh uncle.
âSeventh brother, arrange for him to leave from the back door. Donât let him and the old man meet ran ran.â
Seventh uncleâs eyes flashed with surprise, but he didnât ask anything and immediately nodded.
Wen Muchu immediately turned around and was about to leave the study under the guidance of seventh uncle.
Wen zhihuai suddenly stood up from his chair and said to Wen Muchuâs back.
I already know about you and your little girlfriend. Are you sure that youâll be with this person for the rest of your life? â
Wen Muchu stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around to look at Wen zhihuai.
There was a serious look in his eyes as he replied, â âIâm very sure, Zhenzhenâ
âBut Yingluo, do you know? Once you became a President, you would have no choice in many things. You might not be able to protect her in the future, let alone your child.â Wen zhihuaiâs expression carried a hint of sadness as he reminded her in a low voice.
Wen Muchu squinted his eyes slightly as a trace of mockery flashed past his eyes.
He curled his lips slightly and smiled coldly.
âMr. President, you have to remember one thing: my brother is not you. You canât protect your wife and child, but Iâll protect them even if I have to risk my life. So, just because you failed doesnât mean Iâll fail too.â
Wen zhihuaiâs hand suddenly grabbed the corner of the table.
After Wen Muchu finished his sentence, he did not stay any longer and followed seventh uncle out of the study room.
Wen zhihuai clutched the corner of the table, a sharp pain spreading from his palm.
There was a sparkling light in his eyes. He lowered his head slightly and looked at his red palm.
He laughed mockingly.
So, no matter how well he managed the S Empire, in the hearts of the people, he was a competent President worthy of their praise for-hundred years ...
However, these successes could not offset the failure of him as a father and a husband.
He sat down in a daze. His heart was in so much pain that it felt like it was being torn apart.