Please don't curse me

When Bai Fuxin heard this, she felt a faint pain in her heart.

She did not expect Wen zhihuai to say that.

Could it be that Wen Muchu really loved Lan Xiao so much that he would not care about his own life?

Did Wen Muchu really love Lan Xiao that much?

Bai Fuxin's eyes were slightly red.

She choked as she looked at Wen zhihuai, " "Uncle, you only have one son. Do you really have the heart to see Mu Chu be destroyed like this? The election for the next president is imminent. Are you sure you want Mu Chu to give up his future and the position of President?"

Wen zhihuai was stunned and he clenched his fists.

He lowered his eyes and sighed.

At this moment, old Mr. Wen suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

He said bluntly,"zhihuai, we have no other way out now. This is the only way to break out of our current predicament." It's just an empty title. I believe that Lan Xiao will understand."