Mrs. Wen's wealthy daily life

Chapter 1250
The young master really dotes on his wife. Seeing Wen Muyang's mindless appearance, Shen Xirong's resistance to marriage became more and more.

He didn't want to become like Wen Muyang, he felt strange to himself.

In the end, Xia Xiangnuan chose a white skirt with wide sleeves and high waist.

The skirt just covered her belly, making it appear that her belly is not that big. With slender limbs, creamy skin, and the temperament of an orchid in an empty valley, walking beside Wen Muyang is not inferior.

Wen Muyang took Xia Xiangnuan's hand and walked slowly towards the highest position.

Outside the presidential palace, many media reporters gathered.

Around the red carpet, pull up the protective line of the inner three layers and the outer three layers.

Many officials followed behind the two of them.

The flash lights kept coming on.

Because they said hello, everyone didn't dare to pat Xia Xiangnuan.

Most of the cameras were on Wen Muyang's side.

When walking to the door, there will be a brief speech.

Wen Muyang turned around with Xia Xiangnuan.

The media reporters handed over the microphone in due course.

"Thank you for your support and love. I will work with you to devote myself to the construction of the country, accept your supervision, correct the deficiencies in my work, and build a beautiful home together."

Wen Muyang's words received a lot of applause.

Later, Wen Muyang announced several policies to benefit the people.

Start with real estate and taxes respectively.

When they heard about the regulation of real estate, the reduction of housing prices, and the increase of the income tax threshold, the applause became even more enthusiastic.

"Commander Wen said just now that he thanked the previous president for cultivating you. I especially want to ask, did his cultivation mean to cultivate you to be ungrateful and repay you with revenge?" Inappropriate objections sounded.

Everyone became quiet for a second.

Xia Xiangnuan's heart trembled, he had a bad premonition, and looked at the speaker.

A man in black wearing a hat pushed a wheelchair and stood outside the crowd.

And in the wheelchair sat the previous president, Mr. Cheng.

What she worried about still happened.

Xia Xiangnuan held Wen Muyang's hand tightly.

Wen Muyang gently grabbed her palm, as if to make her calm down.

"I don't understand what you mean." Wen Muyang said into the microphone.

"You murdered the president, for that position, by any means. Did you say how to do it yourself, or let the president tell everyone?"

"My lord, that's my lord." The crowd exploded.

"The old man, the president, is recuperating in the hospital now. Do you think finding a substitute and talking nonsense can disturb people's hearts?"

Wen Muyang's adaptability is really high.

Such a critical matter was handled by him in a few words.

"Everyone, don't listen to him. He was the one who murdered the President. It's all his one-sided words about what happened to him when he was tired and sick, and what he asked for in a crisis."

"I am willing to accept everyone's supervision. If one of my words is false, I am willing to give up my position." Wen Muyang said generously.

"You said, Your Excellency, publish his crimes in the sun, and let everyone see how despicable and shameless he is."

"The dignified president actually wants to listen to you. Is he the president or are you the president?" Xia Xiangnuan sneered: "If you want to find a substitute, you should find someone who is more courageous, or you can change your face and stand up by yourself it is also fine."

After Wen Muyang and Xia Xiangnuan said this, everyone looked at them with a lot of suspicion.

(End of this chapter)