"Rest assured, I will punish you."
"Mr. President, are you worried that Old Master Wen’s birthday banquet might have a specific purpose?"
Wen Nian blinked, he looked out the window at the vast expanse of sky. The white clouds, like snow, were almost dazzlingly bright.
Qu Yu was not at all surprised by Wen Nian’s suspicions and caution, especially now that the President’s wife had also been implicated.
With anything related to the President’s wife, Mr. President would be doubly cautious.
And it was only in matters related to the President’s wife that he would act like a person suffering from paranoid delusions, linking any unusual behavior or words directly to the safety of the President’s wife, fearing the worst could happen at any mont.
"If... Wen Liangyu knew that I was married to Lili, then he would stop at nothing."
Wen Nian clenched his fists.
Upon hearing this, Qu Yu’s heart chilled as well.
He was, of course, fully aware of Wen Liangyu’s thods and mindset.
This seventy-eight-year-old man’s desire for power was much deeper than what was apparent on the surface.
Even though the President was his own grandson, it was still not enough; he himself had been President but had not had his fill. Before President Wen Nian, he had thought of making Wen Nian’s father, Wen Chou, the President, since a son was always easier to control than a grandson.
Of course, while nurturing Wen Chou, he was also training Wen Nian, making preparations on both fronts to ensure that the critically sought-after presidency would not elude him.
Who knew that there were so many ambitious people in this world, and at the very top of political power, where everyone’s strength was not far off, whether one could successfully beco President also depended a great deal on luck.
Wen Chou couldn’t fulfill Wen Liangyu’s wishes, but unexpectedly, Wen Nian, whom he had thought had little chance, successfully beca elected and beca the youngest President in the history of Country G, catching all of Wen Liangyu’s political rivals off guard.
As Wen Liangyu himself said, he was now seventy-eight. There was no elixir of immortality in this world, and ti was pressing him.
If Mr. President couldn’t be controlled and used by him, becoming his puppet, Wen Liangyu would be capable of anything.
"Mr. President, do you an that... Song Xiangqiao, the second daughter of the Song family, really heard my conversation with you? Not only that, but she also told Old Master Wen?"
Qu Yu found this possibility far-fetched.
He still thought it was very unlikely that Song Xiangqiao had heard his conversation with Wen Nian; at most, she might have caught a word or two, but—
Thinking this, Qu Yu suddenly wasn’t so sure anymore.
Song Xiangqiao had always been clever and sharp. If she really had heard so key words, it seed indeed enough for this intelligent girl to start speculating wildly, even...
"But has she approached Old Master Wen? And why would she go to Old Master Wen, Mr. President? Surely Song Xiangqiao isn’t that clever?"
"Why not? Are the people from the Miu Family easy to deal with?"
Wen Nian’s voice turned cold, and Qu Yu couldn’t help but swallow hard.
Thinking this way...
Qu Yu really started to panic.
"Later, make another call to Wei Yuandong to inquire whether Song Xiangqiao has gone to Wen Mansion to see Wen Liangyu. Also, check if there have been any inquiries into my marital status recently."
"Yes, Mr. President."
Qu Yu quickly responded.
Wen Nian took a deep breath, knowing that Wen Liangyu wouldn’t do sothing aningless.
But Lili, what in the world are you thinking! Back to Anlin... Not even considering coming to see !
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