Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Chapter 548

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548 Xiaoxiao, don’t be afraid, I’m here

His face turned pale in an instant.

With a loud boom, a muffled Thunder seemed to have sounded in his mind. This Thunder had completely shattered his thoughts and the last bit of hope he had.

His hands trembled as he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

Because he was taking out a cigarette, the umbrella in his hand slipped, and bean-sized raindrops fell on his body.

Those raindrops made his heart ache.

His underling immediately picked up an umbrella and carefully shielded brother Jiang from the rain.

The cigarette in brother Jiang’s hand was drenched by the rain, but he still didn’t feel it. He took out a cigarette with trembling hands and slowly handed it to Wen Muchu.

Wen Muchu did not take it and continued, ” “Brother Jiang, what kind of girl do you think Lan Xiao is? Do you think you’re helping her by ignoring her wishes and digging out the doubts she has buried deep in her heart? In fact, you’re not helping her, you’re harming her. Actually, do you really think that you like her? No, ran ran, you’re just curious about her because of your interest, and that’s why you have different feelings for her. ”

“It’s just that, Yingluo, you used such a shameful method, the method you used against your opponent, to capture Lan Xiao’s heart. Hehe, how can love be obtained through such means? Using your heart to exchange for your heart is the right way to get love. Brother Jiang, you don’t actually love LAN Xin, you only love yourself.”

After Wen Muchu finished his sentence, he left the place without looking back and headed towards the top of the cemetery.

The last sentence was particularly heart-wrenching, and brother Jiang’s liver trembled.

Brother Jiang’s arm trembled slightly.

The cigarette in her hand slowly fell to the ground, causing a raindrop.

The water splashed onto his pants. It did not touch his skin, but he felt a chill slowly rising from the bottom of his feet.

The rain continued to fall. The cold raindrops seemed to be dripping into his heart. It was so cold that he felt uncomfortable.

Brother Jiang’s entire body stiffened. After a long time, he slowly raised his head and looked through the curtain of the umbrella.

He looked up at the top of the cemetery. He was only one step away, but he knew that after today, there would be thousands of rivers and mountains.

Such a distance would be a chasm that he would never be able to cross in his life.

At this moment, he clearly understood that he had been completely excluded from Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu.

Between Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu, no one could interfere.

In terms of understanding, he was indeed inferior to Wen Muchu’s understanding of Lan Xiao.

It couldn’t even compare to the pure heart he loved Lan Xiao with.

Furthermore, he had never expected that Wen Muchu would actually rush back at such a special time.

He placed Lan Xiao on the same level as his future.

In fact, Lan Xiao’s weight was even more important than his future.

Compared to Wen Muchu, what was this little bit of favorable impression and liking?

A man who was willing to put his future and future behind him and rush back to accompany her. Such deep love ...

For some reason, brother Jiang felt a little ashamed of himself.

He suddenly recalled the scene of Lan Xiao dragging Liu Shan out of the rain.

Lan Xiao’s eyes were filled with hatred and coldness, and he couldn’t help but frown.

Was he really wrong?

“Do you have a cigarette?” Brother Jiang’s voice was hoarse as he asked his underling.

The underling quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket.

Brother Jiang flipped the lighter and lit the cigarette.

He let the north wind blow and let the rain fall on him.

He was still standing on the same spot, staring unblinkingly at the mountain peak.

The underling beside him asked in fear and trepidation, ” “Brother Jiang, what should we do next?”

“Let’s wait.” Brother Jiang sat back in the carriage and left two words.

He looked out of the car window at the raindrops that kept falling, and he was in a daze.

He was thinking, how would LAN Xin face Wen Muchu?

Was it cold and distant?

Or did she throw herself into Wen Muchu’s arms, as fragile as a child?

Could it be that his feelings for Lan Xiao were merely out of interest and he had a good impression of her?

Was it just a good impression?

It can’t even be considered as liking?

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Wen Muchu held onto the handle of the umbrella as he slowly made his way up the mountain.

The mountain road was rugged, muddy, and slippery. It was dark all around. He couldn’t help but wonder how Lan Xiao dragged Liu Shan to the top of the mountain.

She must have been so angry and hateful that she had forgotten that girls should be afraid of the dark and cold.

Wen Muchu’s footsteps unconsciously quickened.

His heart was filled with apprehension, but even more so, he felt heartache.

About ten minutes later, he reached the top of the mountain and went down to search for gravestones.

Finally, he found Lan Xiao’s traces in the last row, at the very edge.

Lan Xiao hugged the tombstone and drooped his head. He didn’t make a sound, as if he was asleep.

She didn’t react at all when the cold rain fell on her.

It was silent and without a trace, as if it had lost its vitality, as if it was dead.

He had never seen Lan Xiao in such a dispirited and desperate state.

His heart trembled slightly, and a touch of pain faintly leaped into his heart.

Wen Muchu’s breathing stagnated as he ran towards Lan Xiao’s side.

“Xiao nuo, Xiao nuo.”

He slowly squatted down and held the umbrella over her head as he called out in a trembling voice.

Lan Xiao’s eyelids twitched. She felt like the voice just now was just an illusion.

What was Wen Muchu doing here?

He should still be at the military base and participating in the selection of the fierce dragon.

He had such an important matter to deal with, so he would not come to her.

As Lan Xiao thought about it, her eyelids twitched, but she didn’t move again and continued to maintain her original state.

All of this was her hallucination.

Wen Muchu’s hand trembled slightly as he slowly touched her shoulder. He threw away the umbrella and pulled her into his arms without any hesitation.

“Xiaoxiao, don’t be afraid. I’m here, Xiaoxiao.”

Lan Xiao was so shocked that his body trembled. This voice really sounded too much like Wen Muchu’s.

Wen Muchu, what is he doing here at this time?

Lan Xiao didn’t dare to believe it or think about it.

However, that familiar scent kept assaulting her nose.

That temperature that was so warm that it could melt anyone made her tear up.

His slightly cold fingers slowly touched her face and gently caressed her skin over and over again.

That gentle and nostalgic voice was heard again and again.

I’m back. Your Chuchu is back.

Lan Xiao’s originally stiff palm slowly regained feeling.

She dug her nails into her palms.

The pain in her palm woke her up in an instant.