Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Chapter 1092

1092 What’s the big deal?

If this continued, his heart disease was going to relapse.

This little girl was simply his nemesis.

Old Mr. Wen turned around and left in a Huff without even looking at Lan Xiao.

Wen Muchu looked on calmly and did not interfere. He and Lan Xiao were on the same side.

Back then, he had seen how bad the old master’s attitude towards Lan Xiao was.

Now, it was time to give this old man a good show of power.

His wife was mighty and domineering.

Lan Xiao looked at the angry old man whose face was ashen. She bit her lip and held back her laughter as she winked at Wen Muchu.

Wen Muchu held her hand and led her into the courtyard.

Bai huien was by his side.

As she had received an expensive gift from Lan Xiao, she was embarrassed to pick on him in front of so many people.

So, every time they went to a place, she would patiently explain to Lan Xiao.

Lan Xiao turned his head and looked at this and that.

She was amazed. The last time she went to the song family’s house, she already felt that the song family’s house was big and luxurious enough.

However, he did not expect the presidential palace to be even more luxurious.

After entering the courtyard, there were pavilions, rockery, and flowing water.

After passing through the exquisite garden, he could vaguely see a few castle-like luxurious villas not far away.

The servants in the manor were all dressed in the same uniform.

When they saw Wen Muchu and Bai huien, they all bowed and greeted them.

Bai huien was not used to it and told them to go do their own things.

Many servants raised their heads and looked at Lan Xiao with curiosity.

Lan Xiao pulled Wen Muchu’s hand and whispered into his ear, ” “Isn’t this presidential palace a little too big? There are so many servants here, what do they do all day?”

Wen Muchu glanced at the few servants who were leaving and shook his head gently, ” I’m not sure about this either. I’ll ask Mr. President when I have the chance.

Lan Xiao’s mouth twitched. He clenched his fist and hit his shoulder.

“You’re asking Mr. President about such a small matter? Are you out of your mind?”

Wen Muchu squinted his eyes and smiled. He raised his hand and pinched Lan Xiao’s face.

The two of them laughed and Wen Muchu hugged Lan Xiao’s waist as if there was no one else around.

Lan Xiao’s initial restraint and nervousness had dissipated a lot after he played with Wen Muchu.

Bai huien watched from the side, and a trace of gloominess flashed past her eyes.

Old Mr. Wen turned around and saw the scene.

he snorted coldly and glared at lan xiao.

This little girl was too much. She came to the presidential palace and gave gifts to everyone but him.

He said he didn’t want it, but this girl really didn’t want it.

He was simply going to be angered to death.

In the end, she didn’t even take a look at where she was and actually started playing around with his grandson.

It was improper, especially improper.

Lan Xiao sensed old Mr. Wen’s displeased gaze and immediately stopped what she was doing. She then tugged at Wen Muchu’s clothes.

The corners of Wen Muchu’s lips curled up and slowly retracted. He hugged Lan Xiao and asked old Mr. Wen without hesitation.

“What’s wrong? is there a problem?”

Old Mr. Wen’s lips twitched and he flashed Wen Muchu a warm and bright smile.

“It’s fine, it’s fine. You two can play as you please.”

Lan Xiao lowered his head and his shoulders couldn’t help but tremble.

She was holding back her laughter so much that her tears were about to flow out.

As the saying goes, there’s a mountain higher than another, and one thing has its weakness. This was the logic.

Bai huien glanced at Wen Muchu and sighed in her heart.

The old man really doted on Wen Muchu. He doted on him from the bottom of his heart.

The group walked through the garden, and after about ten minutes, they finally arrived at the villa.

At the entrance of the villa, seventh uncle stood there with many servants, waiting for the arrival of Lan Xiao and the others.

Old Mr. Wen walked to the front and entered the villa without a word.

Seventh uncle was a little puzzled. He glanced at Bai huien and asked,”Madam, what’s wrong with the old master?”

“It’s alright,” Bai huien smiled gently,”the old man’s temper has always been unpredictable. It’ll be ready in a while, Yueyue. Send the order to get someone to prepare lunch immediately and inform the president.”

Seventh uncle nodded and grinned at Lan Xiao.

“Miss LAN, please come in and rest. You must be tired after walking all the way here.”

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Lan Xiao had a good impression of this seventh uncle.

She realized that this seventh uncle was very friendly to her.

Whether a person’s smile was genuine or not depended on whether there was a smile in his eyes.

Compared to Bai huien, she was the type who put on a fake smile.

Bai huien also invited Lan Xiao to go in and rest.

Wen Muchu pulled Lan Xiao along as they entered the villa.

The servants standing at the door immediately bowed and shouted in unison.

“Welcome, miss LAN, Zhenzhen.”

The corners of Lan Xiao’s mouth twitched. This way of welcoming him seemed very awkward.

Wen Muchu coughed a few times before he squeezed Lan Xiao’s small hand.

Old Mr. Wen sat on the sofa in the living room and snorted arrogantly at the sight of Lan Xiao, who seemed to have lost his mind.

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This girl was a country bumpkin.

Look at this inexperienced face, do you have to be so surprised?

If it wasn’t for the fact that he couldn’t think of any solemn ceremony at the moment, he wouldn’t be willing to make such a big fuss.

“Don’t stand at the door, what’s the fuss about. Come in quickly. Yingluo is so slow even when she’s walking. She’s not even as fast as an old man like me. ” Old Mr. Wen couldn’t help but mock again.

Lan Xiao rubbed his nose and shrugged at Wen Muchu.

Wen Muchu sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Bai huien’s heart felt more and more uncomfortable.

She had known old Mr. Wen for many years and it was her first time seeing him welcome someone in such a formal manner.

Even though this method was a little old-fashioned and tacky.

However, didn’t this represent the old man’s care and respect for Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu?

Originally, with Lan Xiao’s family background, she could not enter the presidential palace no matter what.

Old Mr. Wen felt guilty towards this grandson of his and could not bear to drift further away from him ...

For the sake of this grandson, old Mr. Wen had stepped back time and time again, breaking his bottom line.

She almost didn’t recognize this old man.

Back then, old Mr. Wen was so arbitrary when it came to Wen zhhuai’s marriage.

Wen zhihuai had tried to fight back before, but in the end, he still lost to the old man.

Now, a few decades had passed.

The once cruel and cold-blooded Tiger seemed to have become a gentle and amiable cat?

Bai Hui ‘en couldn’t help but feel that it was a little ridiculous.

Wen Muchu brought Lan Xiao in and the two of them sat on the sofa.

Old Mr. Wen shot seventh uncle a look.

Seventh uncle made an OK gesture and quickly greeted the servant who had been waiting in the dark.

The next moment, more than a dozen servants came in, bringing in all kinds of fruits, snacks, and other food.