Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily


1469 I don’t want to lose you again

When Wen Muchu ordered his men to open the black box and look at the video recording left behind.

He stood there for a long time in silence.

Lan Xiao covered her mouth and sobbed hysterically.

It was only then that they realized that the plane explosion was not an accident. It was brother Jiang’s doing.

Perhaps, brother Jiang subconsciously felt that he could not let Nighthawks leave S country alive.

Therefore, even if he had to give up his life, he wanted to die together with Nighthawk and the others.

The video clearly showed how brother Jiang found a bomb, threw it into the plane, and then died with those people.

Then, the screen shook and went completely black.

Lan Xiao sat there in a daze and didn’t come back to his senses for a long time.

After a long time, she turned her head and looked at Wen Muchu, ” brother Jiang is Zhenzhen really dead? ”

Even if Wen Muchu was unwilling to admit this fact, he had no choice.

Although he used to be jealous of brother Jiang.

However, apart from being angry at brother Jiang for coveting Lan Xiao, there was also a kind of brotherly relationship between him and brother Jiang.

All these years, ever since he became the president.

Inside and outside, in the open and in the dark, it was brother Jiang who helped him consolidate his power.

It could be said that brother Jiang was already his left and right arm.

Now, this person was gone just like that.

He was naturally very sad.

Wen Muchu hugged Lan Xiao, his eyes were slightly red.

After that, he withdrew most of his manpower and stopped searching brother Jiang’s body.

There was still a small group of people who continued their search.

Everyone knew that brother Jiang had already sacrificed himself. He had already been buried in the country.

The old master of the Jiang family fainted on the spot when he heard the bad news …

When he woke up again, he forced himself to stay energetic and clean up the mess of the Jiang family.

Fu Ling finally woke up from his coma a month later.

During this period, Wen Cheng had stayed by his side to take care of him.

She had already lost brother Jiang, and she could not lose Fu Ling as well.

Therefore, she not only had to take care of herself and her child, but also Fu Ling.

Fu Ling opened his eyes and saw Wen Cheng lying on the bed next to him, frowning in deep sleep.

His eyes flickered a few times, and he pushed himself up from the bed.

He walked shakily to Wen Cheng’s side and slowly squatted down. He raised his fingers and gently smoothed out Wen Cheng’s tightly furrowed brows.

Wen Cheng sensed that something was wrong. Her eyelashes fluttered as she woke up.

When she saw Fu Ling, who was smiling at her, in front of her.

She was in a daze and couldn’t tell if this was a dream or reality.

“Yingluo, you’re awake?” Her voice trembled as she asked in disbelief.

Fu Ling smiled. His thin lips moved closer to Wen Cheng and he planted a kiss between her eyebrows.

“Yes, I’m awake. So, Mrs. Fu, shouldn’t you fulfill your promise and agree to marry me?”

When Fu Ling was unconscious, Wen Cheng had been by his side and had put in a lot of good words for him.

Naturally, she had also said that as long as he woke up, she would agree to marry him.

It was also because of this sentence that Fu Ling did not give up hope of survival.

Wen Cheng’s eyes turned slightly red and her nose ached.

She quickly sat up and threw herself into Fu Ling’s arms.

I’ve agreed to marry you. Of course, I’m going to marry your Yingluo. I’ve already lost brother Jiang, and I don’t want to lose you again, Yingluo!

Fu Ling hugged Wen Cheng’s body. His eyes darkened slightly.