1000 Even you are starting to disobey me

The nurses were in fear and trepidation, afraid that they had not taken good care of her and had offended the Empress Dowager.

He was the president’s father …

Whoever made him unhappy, unless they didn’t want to live.

Wen Muchu was leaning against the door, coldly watching everything inside.

He didn’t expect this old man to be so pretentious.

Wen zhihuai stepped through the door with a dark expression.

The nurses looked up and saw that it was the president.

They immediately greeted Wen zhihuai.

Wen zhihuai waved his hand and dismissed them.

Those people didn’t dare to delay and quickly left in fear and trepidation.

However, when they passed by Wen Muchu, the nurses ‘eyes lit up.

Wow, this man is so handsome, Yingluo.

Who was he?

He actually came with the president, so he was definitely not a simple person.

She was so young and she was already working for the president.

Ah, he was handsome and had a promising future. It was hard not to be tempted.

A few of them had already made up their minds to find an opportunity to ask Wen Muchu for his contact information.

If she could get such a boyfriend …

Ha Yingluo would probably wake up laughing in her dreams, right?

A moment later, only Wen zhihuai, Wen Muchu, and old Mr. Wen were left in the room.

Wen zhihuai asked Wen Muchu to close the door and took off his clothes. He pulled a chair over and sat on it.

“Tell me, dad, what do you want to do this time?”

Old Mr. Wen shot a glance at Wen zhihuai before shifting his gaze to Wen Muchu.

His eyes sparkled as he stared at Wen Muchu without blinking.

The more he looked, the more excited he became. He lifted the quilt, got off the bed barefooted, and rushed towards Wen Muchu.

Wen zhihuai sat there without moving and looked at old Mr. Wen calmly.

Old Mr. Wen stopped in his tracks in front of Wen Muchu.

He was so excited that his eyes turned red. He reached out a few times, trying to touch Wen Muchu.

“Yingluo, Yingluo, you must be Mu Chu, right? You’re my eldest grandson whom I haven’t seen for many years?” Old Mr. Wen asked in a hoarse voice, choking with sobs.

Wen Muchu pursed his thin lips and nodded noncommittally.

There was not a single ripple in his heart.

To him, he really could not develop any feelings for the Wen family.

He asked in a low voice,”I’m Wen Muchu.” I heard from Mr. President that you’ve always wanted to see me, Yingluo.”

“Mr. President? This child, he is your father, not some Mr. President. Are you not even willing to call him ‘father’? ” Old Mr. Wen’s eyes were filled with shock as he interrupted Wen Muchu in disbelief.

A trace of disappointment flashed past Wen zhihuai’s eyes. He knew that in Wen Muchu’s heart, he was resenting him and the Wen family.

Wen Muchu’s lips curled up as he laughed in a mocking manner.

“I’m sorry. The President’s House and all of you are complete strangers to me. Suddenly, I’m not used to calling a stranger “daddy,” Yingluo.”

Old Mr. Wen’s eyes welled up with tears.

A stranger?

He Yingluo and the others were clearly his blood kin, but in his eyes, they were just strangers?

you child, what should we do to you, Yueyue? ” old Mr. Wen said as he reached out to hold Wen Muchu’s hand.

He really wanted to hold this grandson of his.

He had never hugged or touched him in all these years.

Who knew that Wen Muchu would avoid his touch.

He looked at old Mr. Wen coldly.

“I came to see you today for two reasons. One, I won’t allow you to talk to Lan Xiao in private again, and I won’t allow you to threaten her to leave me. Secondly, I want to remind you that my future wife, my wife, will only be Lan Xiao. There will be no one else. If you’re delusional, you’ll find me a marriage partner, a young lady from one of the four great families or something.”

“Then I’d rather not return to this presidential palace. I don’t care about the president’s position. Can you ask Mr. President if he has been happy all these years? Is there a moment when he’s living happily as himself?”

Old Mr. Wen’s expression changed drastically.

He had never expected Wen Muchu to say such words.

He was completely shocked and was dumbfounded on the spot.

Wen zhihuai’s gaze shifted elsewhere, his eyes deep in thought.

That’s right. He was also asking himself, all these years, had he ever lived for himself?

He was in a high position and enjoyed the respect of tens of thousands of people.

He had long become a walking corpse, a machine that served the country and the people.

Days like these passed day after day, year after year.

He was really a little tired of living.

He had to bear this pain alone. He really didn’t want Wen Muchu to repeat his mistakes.

Hence, Wen zhihuai stood up and looked at old Mr. Wen with a burning gaze.

“Father urged Mu Chu to be right. It’s lonely at the top. All these years, I’ve never been happy. I don’t want him to follow in my footsteps. Mu Chu was taken away not because qiaoying didn’t have a powerful family. It’s because we were wrong from the beginning. It’s our fault for not being able to protect the mother and son, that’s why they ended up in such a miserable state, Qianqian’s dad, regarding Mu Chu’s marriage, I think it’s best if you don’t interfere anymore, Qianqian!”

Old Mr. Wen’s face turned pale and he turned around to look at his son in disbelief.

“You’re starting to disobey me too? If it wasn’t for me, if I didn’t let the Bai family’s daughter marry you and sit on the position of Madam President … How did you manage to hold the position of President for so many years? Without the support of the big four families, do you think you can still sit as the president?”

“You’re really driving me mad. That little girl taught me a lesson today, and my grandson also taught me a lesson just now. Now, even you have joined forces to teach me a lesson. You’re ridiculing all of you, are you all really trying to anger me to death?”

Old Mr. Wen felt breathless again.

His body slanted to the side, and his vision turned black as he passed out again.

Wen Muchu, who was the closest, immediately reached out to support old Mr. Wen.

Wen zhihuai was shocked and his face turned pale as he quickly helped Wen Muchu to the bed.

The doctor rushed over to save him.

Wen zhihuai stood by the side with an uneasy expression. Wen Muchu frowned as he stared at the unconscious old Mr. Wen.

After about 20 minutes of resuscitation, old Mr. Wen’s condition finally began to improve.

The doctor-in-charge wiped the sweat off his forehead uneasily and walked over to Wen zhihuai.

“Mr. President, with the old man’s current condition, he really can’t take any agitation. Look, Yingluo, there are some things that we should give way to the old man if we can. Otherwise, if you don’t have a serious illness, you’ll be so angry that you’ll end up crying again.”

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