Chapter 1023: Can You Please Just Leave It Alone?

Bai Shaoyi held the filled glass of wine and squatted in front of the man again.

"Brother, don't get excited. I know this wine is delicious, and it makes you want to go back to it. I still have some here. I'll give you another drink. I hope you drink it happily and walk away satisfied..."

The defense in the man's heart completely collapsed at this moment.

Deep in his heart, he kept wailing.

Damn it, it tastes good. How can he taste it? This is simply killing him.

It was so terrible. He really didn't want to experience this fear of imminent death again.

The man shivered and crawled towards Wen Muchu on his knees.

At this moment, there was nothing arrogant or tough about him.

He completely lost to Wen Muchu.

In terms of ruthless means, who can compare with him.

The man kept kowtowing to Wen Muchu.

"Please save me, I don't want to die... I don't want to die like this. I've done everything, please save me..."

Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows slightly, and Lan Xiao pursed his lips and smiled.

Bai Shaoyi's eyes flashed brightly, and he immediately snapped his fingers and poured all the wine in the glass into his mouth.

"Tsk, tsk, this wine is really strong..."

Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows, looked at the man, and asked in a low voice: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Don't worry, as long as you execute the move accurately, no one will be able to touch you in your prison from now on."

The man nodded quickly. At this moment, he was completely convinced and no longer dared to disagree with Wen Muchu.

It was already past midnight when Wen Muchu left with Lan Xiao.

Bai Shaoyi personally saw them off, and when they got into the car, he looked at Wen Muchu with twinkling eyes.

"I didn't expect that the people behind this would hide so deeply... What do you think they want to do?"

"I'll leave these matters to you to investigate. If necessary, you can present some of the investigation information to Mr. President. I think you don't need me to explain the rest of the matter, right?" Wen Muchu glanced at it. Bai Shaoyi glanced at him and said quietly.

Bai Shaoyi heard a hint of disgust in his voice, and he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth in embarrassment.

"Haha, I know that, so I won't disturb you when you go back to rest. That Lan Xiao will have to go to school tomorrow, so you should go back quickly..."

Wen Muchu was too lazy to talk to him anymore and immediately pulled Lan Xiao into the car.

The car started, Wen Muchu put his arm around Lan Xiao's shoulders and asked softly: "Are you sleepy?"

An hour ago, he noticed that Lan Xiao was a little sleepy.

But she still tried her best to deny it and refused to admit it.

Helpless, he had to listen to the man's confession in person before leaving the police station.

Little did he know that Bai Shaoyi, the expressionless one, would still pull him to continue to pull some strings.

If he hadn't been concerned about Bai Shaoyi's status as the deputy chief of the police station, he would have almost punched him to shut him up.

For such an old man, his eyesight is not sharpening day by day.

I deserve to be single now.

After Wen Muchu finished slandering Bai Shaoyi, he rubbed the hair on Lan Xiao's forehead with some distress.

"If you are sleepy, just sleep on me first..."

Lan Xiao curled her lips and smiled, a hint of warmth flashed across her eyes.

Sure enough, the person who understands her best is her family Chu Chu.

She smiled at him and nodded, then snuggled into his arms and slowly closed her eyes.

The smell of him made her feel at ease.

After a while, Lan Xiao fell into a deep sleep.

Wen Muchu looked at her peaceful sleeping face, raised his finger, and gently touched her cheek.

Then, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

The little girl seemed very sleepy and didn't respond at all.

Wen Muchu couldn't help but feel a flash of pity in his eyes.

About half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the house.

Wen Muchu carefully hugged Lan Xiao and got out of the car.

For fear that she would be awakened, every step he took was extremely cautious.

The driver watched this scene in the car and couldn't help but sigh.

Mr. Xiao Wen really loves Miss Lan to the core.

With such an affectionate look, Mr. Wen should really take a look.

With this in mind, the driver took a photo and sent it to Mr. Wen.

This driver is from the Wen family.

Gu Ci had something to do these days, so Wen Zhihuai sent someone from the presidential palace to be Wen Muchu's driver.

Mr. Wen knew about this and immediately called the driver over.

Let him report some of his grandson's situation to him anytime and anywhere.

The driver accepted the money and of course happily agreed.

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Mr. Wen woke up early the next morning and saw the photo the driver sent him last night.

He leaned on the bedside, looking at the photo, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

His grandson's affectionate look was very much like the way Wen Zhihuai looked at Yin Qiaoying many years ago.

He was infatuated and focused, as if he could only see one person like Jin in this world.

Mr. Wen sighed slightly. He was in a very bad mood early in the morning.

He dressed and washed and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Wen Zhihuai was already sitting at the dining table, drinking coffee and reading a document.

Bai Huien sat aside, and the extremely virtuous Zhang Luo brought breakfast to the kitchen.

She saw Mr. Wen coming down and quickly smiled at him.

"Dad, are you awake? Did you sleep well yesterday?"

Mr. Wen nodded at her and sat next to Wen Zhihuai.

He looked at Wen Zhihuai's busy appearance, and a trace of concern flashed in his eyes.

He couldn't help but look serious, and said in a deep voice: "When you are eating, just concentrate on eating. You will never finish your work. If you continue like this, how will your body be able to bear it?"

Wen Zhihuai stopped flipping through documents and looked up at Mr. Wen.

"I won't read it after reading these pages."

Mr. Wen's face looked better now.

However, when he saw the nearly bottomless cup of coffee placed next to Wen Zhihuai's hand, his face sank again.

"It's so early in the morning, what kind of coffee are you drinking? This stuff is not good for your health. Please drink less coffee for me in the future."

"Can you please stop caring about so much? I am now over forty years old and half of my body has been buried in the earth. Can you stop treating me like a child? No matter what, you don't mind nagging me. Are you nagging?" A trace of irritation flashed across Wen Zhihuai's eyes, and with a snap, he put down the document and pushed down the coffee.

The coffee cup instantly fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Bai Huien's cheeks turned pale for a moment.

Her steps stopped there, not daring to move.

The two father and son were quarreling, and she didn't dare to interrupt.

Mr. Wen's face was extremely ugly.

He pointed at Wen Zhihuai with trembling hands.

"You...what's your attitude? Isn't the reason why I'm nagging you because of your health? You are my son. No matter how old you get, I will always be your father. What can I say about my son? Really? I'm doing this all for your own good, do you understand or not?"