Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Lan Xiao's throat was a little dry, and she replied in a hoarse voice: "Have you not slept all night?"

Wen Muchu quickly poured a glass of warm water for her and handed it to her mouth.

"Drink some water first..."

Lan Xiao was lifted up by him, and his whole body was leaning limply in his arms, drinking water.

After drinking a full glass of water, her hot throat gradually became more comfortable.

"Do you want to drink?" Wen Muchu asked softly.

Lan Xiao shook his head.

Wen Muchu put the cup on the table and hugged Lan Xiao tightly.

Lan Xiao shrank in his arms, feeling his warm body temperature.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You have a fever, but it's better now, do you know if you stay at my house for a few days before going to school?" He gently sorted out her messy hair and whispered.

Lan Xiao nodded very obediently.

Then she raised her head from his arms, looked at Wen Muchu, and asked worriedly.

"Why did you come back suddenly? Didn't you participate in the Raptors selection? Will there be any problems if you come back without authorization?"

Wen Muchu shook his head, raised his hand to pinch her cheek, curled his lips and smiled faintly.

"Don't worry, I came back only after getting approval. It's fine."

Lan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief slowly, his heart full of guilt.

"Actually, I can deal with my own affairs. You have such a heavy task. There is no need to rush back for me. You run back and forth like this, I'm really afraid that it will affect your future."

A trace of anger appeared in Wen Muchu's eyes, and he twitched her ear.

"Don’t think about it. In my heart, your business is equally important. You don’t know to call and tell me when such a big thing happened, Lan Xiao, do you know I’m angry? Besides, if I didn’t come back last night, you That look of unlovable life, are you trying to let Brother Jiang comfort you? Will you save you from the sea of ​​suffering?"

Wen Muchu said this with gritted teeth.

He really couldn't imagine that if he didn't come back, would Brother Jiang take advantage of the emptiness, replace his boyfriend, give her shoulders, and take care of her who is extremely fragile physically and mentally?

Just thinking about it, he felt angry.

Brother Jiang is too cunning. Once or twice, he always wanted to take advantage of the vacancy when he had been planning for a long time...

But, does Jiang really like Lan Xiao?

Wen Muchu dare not agree.

Because Wen Muchu felt that Jiang Ge clearly knew that Lan Xiao knew these truths, it would be painful and unbearable.

But he still chose to expose these bleeding truths one by one in front of Lan Xiao without hesitation.

For Yu Lanxiao, her mother's death was a thorn buried in her heart.

She can't be touched easily, and she will feel pain if she touches it a little bit.

But Brother Jiang actually took a knife and pulled out the thorn fiercely.

When Wen Muchu thought of this, the light in his eyes could not help but dim a bit.

"Remember it's okay in the future, don't interact with Brother Jiang..." He looked at Lan Xiao with a slight warning.

Lan Xiao pouted and looked at Wen Muchu a little wronged.

"I've always avoided him, and I'm far away from him, but the more I hide from him, the more he has to take care of my business. You don't know, I said nothing about Lan Muya's car accident video He managed, but in the end he went to investigate. Although he was a step slower than that Bai Shaoyi, and my uncle asked an expert to perform an operation, he also intervened, but he was still a step slower."

"Such two things added up, he was a step slower. It is estimated that he was out of anger, so he ran to question me who was behind his back and stopped him doing things. I was also confused at the time. I knew who it was. Later, when Bai Shaoyi told me, I realized that it was you who told Bai Shaoyi to pay attention to my side, and Bai Shaoyi secretly arranged these. Originally I thought that Brother Jiang would give up on this. I took Wei Dashan and pried out the truth about my mother’s death from Wei Dashan’s mouth.”

Wen Muchu gritted his teeth secretly and clasped Lan Xiao very vigorously.

Due to too much strength, Lan Xiao hit the bone in Lan Xiao's shoulder, and Lan Xiao frowned.

"Don't be angry, see him later, I must stay far away, okay? But this time, I still have to thank Brother Jiang. After all, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't know the truth about my mother's death."

Wen Muchu heard these words, his entire face turned black.

With a stern face, he stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and gritted his teeth secretly, gritted his teeth in a low voice.

"So, even if you are so tortured by this incident, you still have to thank him? Or, owe him a favor?"

He pinched her chin with great strength, Lan Xiao whispered and acted like a baby: "It hurts, Chuchu I hurt, you loosen it a little."

Wen Muchu's face was filled with anger, although he let go of his hand, his face was still cold.

"Brother Jiang is too despicable. In order to achieve his own goals, he doesn't care about your feelings. He just wants you to accept his feelings... so that you can keep it in.

Lan Xiao knew that she shouldn't antagonize Wen Muchu again.

If she said one more thing to thank Jiang Ge, it is estimated that Wen Muchu would have the heart to kill her.

Lan Xiao took the initiative to hug his arm and swayed gently a few times.

"Yes... It is undeniable that Brother Jiang is really mean. He wants to take advantage of my depression or pain, as a flower protector, to give me warmth and protection. However, he counts. I didn’t even count that you could rush back, and successfully intercepted what he was supposed to do. I guess that the current Brother Jiang must have been troubled to sleep for three days."

Wen Muchu's expression gradually improved.

He stared at Lan Xiao’s smiling face, and he asked in a low voice, “If I didn’t show up last night, you would have moved him, would have become dependent and grateful to him, would you be further away from him? Even slowly Don’t fall in love with your empathy?"

When Lan Xiao heard this, his face immediately sank.

She let go of Wen Muchu, bulging her cheeks, and stared at Wen Muchu angrily.

"Wen Muchu, who do you think Lan Xiao is? If you like someone, you just like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. You can't be grateful or be kind to me. I should fall in love with him, right? It’s too superficial, and you are too unconfident in yourself, right?"

Wen Muchu pursed his thin lips, and did not speak.

Lan Xiao was annoyed, she stretched out her hand angrily and squeezed his straight nose severely.

"I see you, just don't trust me at all."

Wen Muchu stared at her faintly, looking at her frowning nose and tantrum.

He didn't respond to anything, just looked at her indifferently.

Only at this moment, she was so vivid that he could more or less find a sense of reality.