Chapter 1025
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
1025 Announce your identity to the public
Wen zhihuai stood up abruptly and glared at old Mr. Wen with anger burning in his eyes.
âAll for my own good? Then have you ever thought that all this is for my own good? do I really need it? Have you ever experienced what kind of life Iâve been living all these years? Dad, please, I beg you, donât interfere in my Affairs and Mu Chuâs Affairs, please, please, please, Yingluo!â
Old Mr. Wen was so angry that his heart ached.
He raised his hand and covered his heart that was in pain.
He pointed at Wen zhihuai while panting heavily.
âIf I didnât meddle in your Affairs, would you have your current achievements? I didnât want to quarrel with you today, but you provoked me. Canât I even control my son and grandson? Could it be that you want me to helplessly watch as you reap the fruits of your own suffering, like moths flying into the fire? Donât think that the Jin capital is very peaceful now. Let me tell you, the more peaceful it is, the more danger is hidden under the surface. Do you think you can help my grandson secure his position as the president with just the Wen family?â
Old Mr. Wenâs words made Wen zhihuaiâs heart tremble.
He couldnât help but recall the incident where Wen Muchu was shot yesterday.
He still felt a lingering fear when he thought about it.
If that shot had not missed, Wen Muchu might have really lost his life.
As Wen zhihuai thought about it, his back broke out in a cold sweat.
He sat down in a daze, his face extremely pale.
Bai Hui âen approached him with a face full of concern and asked worriedly,âZhihuai, whatâs wrong? Are you alright?â
Wen zhihuaiâs head drooped and he fell silent.
Old Mr. Wenâs face darkened. He gritted his teeth and glared at Wen zhihuai.
The dining room fell into a strange silence.
After a long while, Wen zhihuai finally raised his head and looked at old Mr. Wen.
father, yesterday Mu Chu was shot by a sniper who was lying in ambush nearby, â
âWhat? Whatâs going on?â Old Mr. Wen was shocked and stood up abruptly, causing the chair he was sitting on to fall to the ground.
Bai huien was also shocked,âsomeoneâs trying to kill Mu Chu?â Who is this person, Yingluo?â
Wen zhihuai shook his head slightly, a dark glint flashed across his eyes.
âWeâre still investigating Yingluo.â
Old Mr. Wen could no longer sit still. He immediately stood up and walked out with a cold face.
Wen zhihuai hurriedly shouted at his back, â âDad, where are you going?â
âThis matter canât be considered over. Itâs obvious that someone already knows Mu Chuâs identity. At this point, it was no longer a good idea to continue hiding Mu Chuâs identity. I order you to call for a press conference immediately and expose Mu Chuâs identity to the public. Only by doing so can we make those people fear us, and they wonât dare to openly attack Mu Chu.â Old Mr. Wen stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at Wen zhihuai.
Wen zhihuaiâs gaze flickered slightly.
At this moment, he and old Mr. Wen had the same thought.
He had the same thoughts but he was not sure if Wen Muchu would agree to disclose his identity.
âDad, I think we still need to ask Mu Chu for his opinion on this matter, Yingluo.â
Old Mr. Wen turned around and said, â âIâll go talk to him about Yingluo.â
Wen zhihuai looked at old Mr. Wenâs back view as he left, his eyes filled with warmth.
Now, it seemed that the old master truly loved Mu Chu.
If they could use this incident to let Mu Chu return to the presidential palace, it would be a good time.
Bai Hui âen slowly clenched her fists, her hands hanging under her clothes.
Her eyes flickered, dark and gloomy.
After sending Wen zhihuai off, Bai huien returned to her room.
She locked the door and made a call.
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Wen Muchu sent LAN Xin to the school gate and watched her walk into the campus.
Only then did he ask the driver to start the car and leave the place.
The car headed towards the presidential palace. Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the entrance of the presidential palace, they saw old Mr. Wen standing at the entrance with a walking stick and looking around.
Wen Muchu asked the chauffeur to stop the car and saw the old manâs eyes light up as he walked quickly towards him.
Old Mr. Wen got into the car and instructed the chauffeur to alight.
Wen Muchu pursed his thin lips and didnât make a sound. He waited until the driver got out of the car.
Old Mr. Wen looked at him with a kind smile.
âMu Chu, Qianqian, have you had breakfast? The morning was the most important part of a day, and breakfast was very important. You canât skip breakfast, okay?â
Wen Muchu replied in a low voice,âIâve already eaten. Thank you, Qianqian.â
Old Mr. Wen could not help but sigh after hearing his polite and distant words.
In the end, he owed this child.
He did not blame the child for being distant from him.
Old Mr. Wen changed the topic to yesterdayâs incident.
âI heard from your father that you were shot yesterday. Luckily, the bullet missed and didnât hurt you. Mu Chu, you should know that although the Jin capital looks calm on the surface, it is actually a perilous place. I donât want that to happen again, so your father and I have decided to announce your identity to the public in the next few days.â
Wen Muchuâs eyes flickered and he stared at old Mr. Wen for a few minutes.
Old Mr. Wen looked apprehensive. He could yell at Wen zhunhuai or teach him a lesson.
But towards this grandson of his, what he felt the most was guilt.
Their relationship had always been distant.
Therefore, unless it was the last resort, he was not willing to use force on this grandson of his.
He stared at Wen Muchu nervously, waiting for his answer.
He had thought that Wen Muchu would reject him or ask him to reconsider.
However, he did not expect Wen Muchu to reply, â alright, since you think itâs time to disclose my identity, then letâs do it.
Old Mr. Wenâs eyes lit up and he smiled.
Okay, okay. Since youâve agreed, Iâll tell your father later and ask him to prepare for the press conference.
On this matter, Wen Muchu and them had reached a consensus.
Hence, Wen zhihuaiâs actions were very fast.
He immediately asked the presidentâs public relations team to release an official document.
The document stated that the only son that Mr. President had lost for many years had finally been found. A press conference would be held three days later to announce Mr. Presidentâs only son.
When this news was released, it could be said to be a stone that caused a thousand ripples.
Not only was the Jin capitalâs Lake completely blown up, but other cities were also affected.
Many people could not believe that Mr. President had actually found his long-lost son.
When brother Jiang, who was far away in Ling city, heard the news, he immediately put down his work and took a private plane overnight to fly back to Jin Jing.