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Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily-Chapter 1288
1288 Can the engagement party be postponed?
Assistant Qiaoβs eyes were dark as he glanced at Lou Yucheng.
President Lou, weβre just here to attend an engagement party. Do you have to be so serious? β ππ³ππ²πΈeππ―ππ―eπ.cππ
Lou Yucheng glanced at assistant Qiao with an ambiguous expression.
He curled his lips and laughed,βyou wonβt understand, Yingluo.β
The fishing net had already been cast out, and it would be time for him to reel it in at night.
It was impossible for Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu to be engaged.
The reason why he was dressed so formally was to let Lan Xiao take a good look at Wen Muchu, the man she had chosen and had always loved deeply, whether he was worthy of her love.
Ha, he would make Lan Xiao regret all the stupid choices she had made.
Lou Yucheng put on his clothes and had the stylist do his hair and put on some light makeup.
Assistant Qiao looked on from the side, and his eyes flickered.
He clenched his fist and silently observed Lou Yu Chengβs abnormal actions.
He had a feeling that President Lou was not going to attend the engagement party.
Instead, she was there to stop Wen Muchu and Lan Xiaoβs engagement. ππeπ¦wβ―πππΞ½β―π.coπΊ
Lou Yucheng asked assistant Qiao how da buβs side was going.
βEverything is going smoothly,β assistant Qiao replied honestly. Da bu said that Wen Muchu will not appear at the engagement party at night, Yueyue!β
Lou Yuchengβs lips curled up and he laughed in satisfaction, β very good, Yingluo. This is exactly the effect I wanted. An engagement party without a male lead is destined to be a failure, Yingluo.
He stared at his handsome self in the mirror and couldnβt help but think to himself.
At that time, he would be dressed to the nines and Lan Xiao would be abandoned by Wen Muchu. She would be standing alone on the stage and looking at the guests. She would definitely feel helpless and sad.
She would definitely slowly lose all hope for Wen Muchu.
As long as they were both cold to each other, his goal would be achieved.
Wen Muchu was destined to be a man without a future. He would definitely kick him into hell.
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As time passed, Lan Xiao was in extreme torment.
Wen Muchuβs mood had changed over and over again throughout the day.
Almost every hour, his attitude toward her would change.
It was as if he had just gotten a better impression of her, but it wouldnβt be long before she was sent to hell again.
It was as if his emotions and thoughts were being controlled by someone.
In fact, it was indeed so.
Wen Muchuβs divine sense was indeed controlled by that Magus Dabu.
If she still could not find a way to contain the Magus, she was afraid that her engagement with Wen Muchu would end in failure.
As the afternoon approached, old Mr. Wen instructed Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu to get dressed, put on their makeup, and get their hair done.
Wen Muchuβs expression had turned cold.
He looked at old Mr. Wen coldly and said in a low voice, β βGrandpa, can we postpone the engagement?β
Old Mr. Wen was taken aback and looked at Wen Muchu in confusion.
βDelay? Everything was fine, why did he have to delay it? At this moment, all the guests are already preparing to enter the venue, Yingying.β
Lan Xiaoβs eyes were filled with panic. She reached out and tugged at Wen Muchuβs sleeve.
Chuchu, letβs not delay it. Everything will pass.
it wonβt. In your heart, ask yourself, who is the person you like? β Wen Muchu raised his eyes and looked at Lan Xiao coldly as he asked in a low voice.
Old Mr. Wen frowned and asked,βwhatβs wrong with you guys?β Wasnβt everything fine before? Now, what kind of conflict are you having? Since the guests are already here, you canβt just cancel it. Otherwise, how will outsiders look at our Presidentβs House? Mu Chu, youβd better consider this carefully. Iβll give you two and a half hours to have a good chat.β