Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

He looked at Wen Muchu with scorching eyes, and yelled at him a few times.

Wen Muchu understood Fu Ling's meaning, his eyes flickered.

At this moment, he clearly understood Fu Ling's sincerity towards Wen Cheng.

He is now not worried about his situation, but rather worried about Wen Orange.

This true feeling moved him.

He looked at Fu Ling's eyes, unconsciously becoming gentle.

He said to Fu Ling.

"Wen Cheng is now in Jinjing, in the Presidential Palace. She and the child are fine, and they are all safe, don't worry."

When Wen Muchu's words fell, Fu Ling's eyes overflowed with a little smile.

It seems that when Wen Cheng is safe, he has nothing else to worry about.

He was not worried about his situation at all.

It seems that his life and death are not as important as Wen Orange's peace.

Looking at this scene, Lan Xiao couldn't help but his nose gradually became sour.

In her heart, she secretly hoped that Fu Ling would survive the catastrophe and return safely.

Nighthawk didn't let Wen Muchu and Fu Ling talk too much, he cut off the video in time.

After that, he sent a message over.

[Let the President of Country G also come to Jinjing. President of country G, when you arrive at Jinjing, I will give you instructions on the next step. Don’t try to check my location, because you can’t find it...]

Wen Muchu frowned, glanced at the text message, and gave the phone to Brother Jiang.

Jiang Ge's eyes were full of coldness.

He didn't believe in evil, so Dang even called Ye Meng.

After talking with Nighthawk for so long, it stands to reason that their people should have locked the position of Nighthawk.

Who knows, Jiang Ge asked Ye Meng, the location of Nighthawk.

Ye Meng replied with a little annoyance: "Brother Jiang, this Nighthawk is too cunning. I had searched the approximate location. However, I don't know what means he used, the signal was interrupted, and he couldn't connect anymore."

Jiang's heart sank suddenly.

He raised his hand and squeezed his eyebrows, sighed and told Ye Meng: "Don't investigate anymore..."

Hanging up, he looked at Wen Muchu.

"What shall we do now?"

"Call the president of country G to come to Jinjing... do as Nighthawk said." Wen Muchu replied in a low voice.

Now, they can only go step by step according to what Nighthawk said.

Otherwise, they are afraid, if Nighthawk is pressed, Nighthawk will kill Fu Ling.

Fu Ensen received a call from Wen Muchu and did not stop for a moment. He took a very high-profile special plane to Jinjing.

Wen Muchu went to the airport to pick him up in person.

On the way back, the two had already discussed about Nighthawk.

Fu Ensen meant that Nighthawk's conditions must be met at all costs and the safety of his son must be guaranteed.

Wen Muchu did not object, he took Fu Ensen to the presidential palace.

Fu Ensen proposed that he wanted to see Wen Cheng.

He had long learned that Wen Cheng had broken his son's child.

In the bottom of his heart, there was a faint expectation.

After all, the child in Wen Cheng's belly is the blood of his Fu family and his grandson.

At this moment, Wen Cheng knew that Fu Ling was safe now.

So, she was taken by Lan Xiao and met Fu Ensen.

She greeted Fu Ensen somewhat cautiously: "Hello, President Fu..."

Fu Ensen looked at Wen Cheng with a gentle expression, and he smiled lightly at her.

"You don't have to call me President Fu, you call my uncle...My son is also a blessing. If Miss Wen is possible, I hope that after he returns safely, you can give him a chance and give him a chance. A chance for the child."