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Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily-Chapter 444
444 Why is little Mr. Wen so stubborn? Ζππππ€π¦ππ·oπeπ.cπ¨π’
Actually, Feng Chao really wanted to say,βMr. Little Wen, since you and miss LAN are in love, why donβt you just cook the rice?β
If this kind of thing happened to anyone else, they would definitely eat it up without even blinking.
He could not understand why Mr. Wen Jr. Was so stubborn.
Therefore, after Feng Chao said those words, he added, β βMr. Wen junior, you and miss LAN are both adults, right? Actually, Yingying could already do that. Besides, itβs better for you to treat miss LAN as an antidote than for the doctor to use medicine. After all, medicine was not as effective as natureβs most primitive antidote. Cough, cough, cough, cough!β
Feng Chao almost raised his voice to finish speaking. After he finished speaking, he felt depressed and touched his nose with an embarrassed smile.
The car was silent for about a minute.
It was so quiet that Feng Chao could even hear a needle drop.
The sweat on his forehead started to appear unconsciously, and he lifted his sleeve to wipe it off.
Mom, this Mr. Wen Jr. Is really too scary when heβs silent.
He almost had a heart attack.
Wen Muchu hugged Lan Xiao tightly, his gaze falling on her flushed face.
He wanted to have her completely too.
However, he knew very well that joining the fierce dragon Special Forces was almost a suicide mission.
He was afraid that something might happen to him.
He pursed his thin lips and a trace of darkness flashed past his eyes. He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.
He endured the pain in his heart, which felt like it was being bitten by insects, and closed his eyes.
He couldnβt be so selfish, and he couldnβt take advantage of her unconscious state to have her.
Moreover, he had always had a dream in his heart, and that was to leave all these beautiful things for the wedding night.
He wanted her, not just because her body belonged to him, but also because of her identity and the way she was addressed.
He wanted her to be his wife. He wanted to give her all the good things in the world, give him everything, and give everything he could give.
At that time, he would ask for the most beautiful things from her.
It wasnβt that he didnβt want to, but he wanted to cherish and love her more.
Two minutes later, Wen Muchu finally spoke.
His voice was as cold as the way he hugged Lan Xiao.
Feng Chao, if the car canβt reach the hospital within ten minutes, you and your driver will be dismissed and sent to a war-torn country to be peacekeepers.
The driver was so shocked that he turned the steering wheel, and the car almost hit the roadside guardrails.
He and Feng Chao were both under the presidentβs command. Although he was Wen Muchuβs driver, this driver was also a soldier.
Goodness, going to a war-torn country as a peacekeeping force is a one-way trip, okay?
Although Mr. Wen Jr. Did not have any official military position yet, everyone around the president knew that the president had high hopes for him. He was the only candidate for the future president.
Therefore, Wen Muchuβs words were like an imperial edict that must be obeyed 100%.
Otherwise, he would keep his word.
During this short period of time, the driver had long understood this Mr. Wen Juniorβs temper. He was far from being as approachable as he appeared on the surface.
When he became ruthless, he was also a master who did not care about his life.
The driver was so scared that he almost peed his pants.
The driver was so scared that he almost peed his pants, and Feng Chao was almost scared silly, okay?
He felt his vision go black, and for a moment, he felt like he was dead.
Did he offend Mr. Wen junior by saying that?
Feng Chao thought to himself.
He immediately started cursing at the driver.
βF * ck, canβt you drive properly? Didnβt you hear what Mr. Wen Jr. Said? We have to reach the hospital in ten minutes. Otherwise, Yingluo, you should know the serious consequences.β
The driver didnβt dare to hesitate.
If he arrived at the hospital in ten minutes, he would have at least a 50% chance of survival.
But if he went to a war-torn country to be a peacekeeper, then he would be waiting to die, right?
The driver stepped on the gas almost immediately and said, β Iβm going to risk it!
The car sped up to 150 miles per hour. In the heavy rain, it was like a rocket, rushing through the curtain of rain and driving forward quickly.
The surrounding cars were so shocked that they hurriedly dodged to the side and kept cursing.
Of course, Feng Chao and the others couldnβt hear it because it was too fast. It flew away like a gust of wind.
In less than ten minutes, the car broke through the heavy rain and stopped in front of the hospital.
Feng Chao was sitting in the front passenger seat, his face pale and his trembling hands on his chest.
Father, he had almost died.
Only the heavens knew how many times he had been at the gates of hell.
While Feng Chao was still in a daze, Wen Muchu had already carried Lan Xiao out of the car and walked towards the medical team that was still waiting at the entrance.
The nurses and doctors immediately surrounded her. Two male nurses wanted to take LAN Xin from Wen Muchuβs arms and put her on the stretcher.
Wen Muchu frowned slightly and dodged, throwing out a sentence, β βIβll carry her in.β
He then strode away, leaving behind the confused medical staff.
Feng Chao leaned against the window and looked at Wen Muchuβs arrogant and cold back as he sighed.
βOld Zhou, after this period of contact, tsk, tsk, I finally understand that our Mr. Wen junior is not someone who can be easily manipulated. Look at how much he cares about miss LAN. Haha, I guess he wonβt listen to the presidentβs arrangement. He can still listen to the presidentβs opinion on his political career, but thereβs going to be a good show to watch on marriage.β
The driver, old Zhou, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He was still in shock.
First, he lit a cigarette to calm himself down. Damn it, how many years had it been since he had fought so hard?
She had thought that it would be an easy job to be by Mr. Wen Juniorβs side.
Who knew that this would be even more terrifying than the rain of bullets?
old Feng, I advise you not to talk about Mr. Presidentβs family affairs in the future. If Brother Han finds out, youβll be punished. Old Zhou warned as he blew out a smoke ring.
Feng Chao cursed and turned to look at old Zhou.
Then, he quickly snatched the half-smoked cigarette from old Zhouβs hand.
βF * ck, if you donβt say it, if I donβt say it, who would know? If you sell me out, Iβll tell Brother Han that youβre addicted to smoking again. Letβs see whoβll be the unlucky one.β Feng Chao looked at old Zhou from the corner of his eyes and laughed as he proudly took a puff of his cigarette.
Old Zhou looked at his annoying face and clenched his fist. He really wanted to punch him.
But he still held back.
After Feng Chao finished his cigarette, he took out his phone and called the director of the hospital.
βHave the higher-ups arranged everything? You donβt need me to go up and emphasize it, do you? In short, he had to serve the two little ancestors well, for everyone to be well. Do you understand?β
The person on the other end of the phone had a look of fear.
alright, I understand. Donβt worry, Sir.







