Chapter 919: Mrs. President is not qualified for everyone

I had known it this way, she had better killed Lou Yucheng herself.
A faint cold flashed across Lan Xiao's eyes.
Mouth of Lou Yucheng's name several times.
She is itchy with hate.
"Lou Yucheng..."
Wen Muchu stood aside, lowered his eyes, always staring at Lou Yucheng's corpse silently.
He watched it for a long time, and then he hooked his lips mockingly.
"People came in well, but died within a few days... Are you just using two corpses to give us such an explanation?"
Xing Kuan's eyes sank. Regarding Wen Muchu, he knew some of his identity from Bai Shaoyi.
He understands that he cannot afford to offend such a character.
However, the other person, he still cannot afford to offend.
"Mr. Xiaowen, I can't do anything about it. If you have any questions about this matter, you can call Bai Ju..." Xing Kuan reminded him in a low voice.
Wen Muchu's eyes flashed slightly, so, behind this incident, is there really anyone contributing to it?
He looked at Lan Xiao and said in a low voice: "I'll go out and make a call, wait for me..."
Lan Xiao nodded and watched Wen Muchu go out.
In the morgue, only her and Xing Kuan were left in an instant.
"Officer Xing, tell me the truth, is there anyone else intervening behind this incident?"
Xing Kuan's heart jumped, his eyes flashed at Lan Xiao in surprise.
"Miss Lan, you..."
"Don't be surprised, if no one intervenes, then the two corpses are so suspected, why no one continues to investigate?" Lan Xiao sneered immediately.
Xing Kuan tugged at the corners of his mouth and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Miss Lan is very smart..."
If you are not smart, how can he judge that there is an inside story just because of his few words.
Lan Xiao fell silent and fell silent.
She stared at Lou Yucheng's corpse, dazed.
She had never thought that there were other people behind Lou Yucheng who came out to support him
And this way of supporting, neither she nor Wen Muchu could stop it.
She slowly clenched her fist, a sharp cold light flashed across her eyes.
...
Wen Muchu walked out of the morgue and called Bai Shaoyi in the corridor outside.
However, the sound on the other end of the phone was not Bai Shaoyi's.
But Han Yuting's.
"Mr. Xiaowen, that's all about Lou Yucheng."
Wen Muchu squeezed the phone tightly and asked with a calm brow.
"I don't understand what you said, what do you mean so far? Han Yuting, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation."
Han Yuting's voice came over slowly with a trace of laziness.
"Mr. Xiaowen, do you know how your Excellency the President has been able to secure his position as the president year after year in the treacherous Kim Kyung? Kim Kyung’s various forces are complicated, and it is not that he becomes the president who can do whatever he wants. At the end of the year, there are countless people who want to murder the President."
"How many, staring at this position, trying to pull the president down... and once you sit in this position and think about it, there is no way to retreat. Once you retreat, there is a cliff behind... Once you fall, you will definitely be I fell to pieces...the heights were so cold, the people around me, except for those who were on the face of the face, talking about the loyal President, but secretly betraying the President. And hidden in the dark corner, The insidious man who keeps calculating the President..."
"In such a position, in many cases, it is involuntary. Many decisions made by your Excellency are not made by him. But... even if it is not his intention, he has to deviate from his own heart and insist Do the same for the scalp. Mr. Xiaowen, someone intervenes in this matter now, forcing your Excellency to let go... he can't help it."
There was a sharp cold glow in Wen Muchu's eyes, and his profile was hidden under the darkness of the light
At this moment, his silence.
Han Yuting, who has always acted calmly and resolutely, couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Mr. Little Wen... I hope you can understand that Mr. President is a last resort..." He said in a low voice with a calm voice.
Wen Muchu heard this, and it took a long time before he faintly curled the corners of his lips.
His eyes seemed to rippling with a smile, but the smile was full of coldness.
It is cold, so that people who see it can not help but feel a little chill in the bottom of their hearts.
This call was silent for five minutes, and neither of them hung up.
Han Yuting has never been so anxious for a moment.
He also couldn't guess exactly what this Mr. Wen was thinking.
He seemed, seemingly gentle and silent, but the light that he radiated from himself was impossible to ignore.
Han Yuting could not bear this silence.
He held the phone and looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting the incoming sunlight through the gaps in the curtains.
"Mr. Xiaowen, in fact, I didn't fully inform Mr. President of this matter. You should know what you did for building Lou Yucheng. Miss Lan's background is high in the Lingcheng, but in the family, the power is in all directions. Jinjing, you should understand that her identity and family background are still not qualified. The background of the future Mr. President and his wife of the President must be equal to him. An unequal identity background will only cause tragedy... …"
Just like back then, the story of Mr. President and that man was full of tragic colors.
In the end, no one got a good death.
Wen Muchu squinted slightly and chuckled.
"What does Mr. Han want to say?"
"I want to say that not everyone can sit on Mrs. President. Even if you do, you have to see if that person can sit still...Is he able to sit still?" Han Yuting reminded in a calm voice.
Wen Muchu smiled indifferently, and asked in a low voice: "So, my mother was unable to sit still, so she deserved to go to hell, and I deserved to be stolen and become an orphan for decades?"
After Wen Muchu said this, he didn't want to listen to what Han Yuting said, so he hung up the phone decisively.
The indifferent breath exuding all over his body slowly spread around him.
He raised his head slightly and smiled contemptuously.
So, did the world blame his mother for all these mistakes?
Just because his mother is an ordinary woman, just because his mother and the president love each other.
In spite of everyone's opposition, the president tried his best to support his beloved woman as president.
Therefore, because the President's wife does not have any identity background, does she deserve to be counted down by those influential figures, and end up in a depressed end?
Everyone's fault is on the woman.
Is the man wrong at all?
Without the ability to protect his wives and children, what ability does he have to become the president of a country?