Chapter 1025: Can you always leave it alone?

Bai Shaoyi held the full 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 so lingering about it. I still have it, and I will give you a glass. Keep you drinking and walking contented..."
The line of defense in the man's heart completely collapsed at this moment.
In the bottom of his heart, he kept wailing.
It's so delicious, how can he drink so much? This is killing him.
It was terrible. He really didn't want to experience the fear of facing death again.
The man shivered, crawling towards Wen Muchu on his knees.
At this moment, there is no arrogance and toughness in him.
He completely lost to Wen Muchu.
If the methods are ruthless, who can compare to him.
The man kept kowtow at Wen Muchu.
"Please help me, I don't want to die... I don't want to just die like this. I recruit, I recruit everything, please save me..."
Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows slightly, Lan Xiao pursed his lips and smiled.
Bai Shaoyi's eyes flashed brightly, and he snapped his fingers immediately, pouring all the wine in his glass into his mouth.
"Tsk tusk, this wine is really strong..."
Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows, looked at the man, and asked in a low voice: "A person who knows the current affairs is a brilliant man, don't worry, as long as you recruit them word by word, no one can move you in your prison in the future."
The man nodded quickly. At this moment, he was completely convinced, and he no longer dared to sing against Wen Muchu.
It was already early morning when Wen Muchu took Lan Xiao and left.
Bai Shaoyi personally escorted them away. When they got in the car, his eyes flickered at Wen Muchu.
"Unexpectedly, the people behind the scenes hide so deep...what do they want to do?"
"I will leave these things to you to investigate. When necessary, you can present some of the investigations to Mr. President. For the rest, I think you shouldn't have to explain it to me?" Wen Muchu glanced at it. Bai Shaoyi glanced, and said in a low voice.
Bai Shaoyi heard a hint of disgust in his voice, and he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment.
"Hehe, if I know that, I won't bother you to go back and rest. That Lan Xiao has to go to school tomorrow, you go back soon..."
Wen Muchu didn't bother to talk to him again, and immediately pulled Lan Xiao into the car.
As the car started, Wen Muchu took Lan Xiao's shoulder and asked softly, "Is it sleepy?"
An hour ago, he noticed that Lan Xiao was a little sleepy.
However, she tried her best to deny it and refused to admit it.
Helpless, he had to listen to the person's confession personally before leaving the police station.
Unexpectedly, Bai Shaoyi, the dumbfounder, still pulled him and continued to talk about some things.
If it wasn't for Bai Shaoyi's identity as the deputy chief of the police station, he would almost punch him and shut his mouth.
A man of that old age, he still has no eyesight.
It deserves to be a single dog now.
After Wen Muchu slandered Bai Shaoyi, he rubbed the hair on Lan Xiao's forehead with some distress.
"If you are sleepy, lean on me and sleep..."
Lan Xiao curled her lips and smiled, a trace of warmth flashed across her eyes.
Sure enough, she knew her best, Chuchu.
She smiled at him and nodded, and when she snuggled into his arms, she slowly closed her eyes.
The smell on his body made her feel at ease.
After a while, Lan Xiao fell asleep deeply.
Wen Muchu looked at her quiet face, raised his finger, and gently stroked her cheek.
Then, he lowered his head and dropped a kiss on her lips.
The little girl seemed extremely sleepy and didn't react at all.
A trace of pity flashed through Wen Muchu's eyes.
About half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the house.
Wen Muchu cautiously hugged Lan Xiao and got out of the car.
Lest she would be awakened, every step he took was extremely cautious.
The driver watched this scene in the car and couldn't help sighing.
Mr. Xiao Wen really loves Miss Lan to his bones.
Such an affectionate appearance should really be let Old Man Wen take a look.
Thinking about this, the driver took a picture and sent it to Mr. Wen.
This driver is from the Wen family.
In the past few days, Gu Ci has something to do, so Wen Zhihuai sent a man from the Presidential Palace to serve as a driver for Wen Muchu.
Old man Wen knew about this, and Dang even called the driver over.
Let him report to him about his grandson anytime, anywhere.
The driver accepted the money, and of course he happily agreed.

Old man Wen woke up early the next morning and saw the photo the driver sent him last night.
He leaned on the head of the bed and looked at the picture, but he didn't return for a long time.
His grandson's affectionate look is like the way Wen Zhihuai looked at Yin Qiaoying many years ago.
Infatuation and concentration, as if in this world, he saw only such a person in his eyes.
Grandpa Wen sighed slightly, early in the morning, his mood was very bad.
He dressed and washed and went downstairs to breakfast.
Wen Zhihuai was already sitting at the dining table, drinking coffee while reading a document.
Bai Huien sat aside, and the virtuous Zhang Luo kitchen brought breakfast.
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 beside Wen Zhihuai.
He looked at Wen Zhihuai's busy look, and a trace of concern flashed across his eyes.
He couldn't help but his face was stern, and he said in a deep voice: "When you eat, you will concentrate on eating, and you will never finish your work. If you continue like this, how can your body survive?"
Wen Zhihuai paused the movement of flipping through the documents in his hand, and looked up at Mr. Wen.
"I didn't read these pages after I read them."
Old man Wen's expression is better.
However, when he saw Wen Zhihuai's cup of coffee that was about to bottom out, his face sank again.
"In the early morning, what kind of coffee do you drink? This thing is not good for your health. You will give me less drink in the future."
"Can you leave it alone? I'm over 40 years old now, and I'm half of my body, can you stop treating me as a child? No matter what, you don't bother to talk about yourself. Talking?" Wen Zhihuai's eyes flashed a trace of irritation. With a snap, he put down the file and pushed the coffee down.
The coffee cup fell to the ground instantly and was torn apart.
Bai Huien's cheek was pale for a moment.
Her steps stopped there, not daring to move.
The two father and son quarreled, and she did not dare to interrupt.
Old man Wen's face was extremely ugly.
He trembled and pointed at Wen Zhihuai.
"You...what is your attitude? The reason why I am nagging is not for your health? You are my son. No matter how old you grow up, I am your Lao Tzu. What does Lao Tzu say about his son? Oh? I'm all for your own good, do you understand it?"