Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Sit down." Song only said, and he took the lead on the single sofa in the locker room. Even if she was sitting, she was still so arrogant.

Xia Xingchen knew that why she would find herself today, she would be inseparable from Bai Yeqing, but she did not expect that when she spoke, she said, "Xia Xingchen, I will limit you to leave here before the development conference tomorrow!"

In your tone, it is not a negotiation, not a request, but an order.

For a moment, she seemed to be digesting Song's only words for a while. When I understood it, I couldn't help but look at Song Weiyi, "Miss Song, it's not wrong that you are the daughter of Vice President Song, but such conceit will only look funny."

She was born and raised here, her home is here, and her work is here. Why did Song Weiyi ask herself to leave here?

"Pride?" It ’s rare. Song is the only one who is not annoyed. He just grabbed one of his bags and pulled out a brown paper bag from the bag. He threw a slam in front of Xia Xingchen. Take a good look at what's inside and judge if I'm conceited! "

Xia Xingchen narrowly raised her eyebrows, looked at her suspiciously, and looked at the kraft paper bag.

Hesitated and pondered, but in the end, the paper bag was slowly opened. She pulled out the contents and contents and let her hold it. From the moment I entered the door until now, I kept trying to maintain calmness, and at this moment, there were still cracks.

There was nothing else in the paper bag, but a clear picture-a picture of her and Bai Yeqing on the bus that night. Unlike what was exposed in the newspaper, these were clearly manuscripts, and her face had to be clear and clear.

"Is the photo effect good? How clear and clear is your face?" Song only chuckled, looking at Xia Xingchen's complexion with admiration.

Xia Xingchen turned back, shoved the photo into a kraft paper bag, and threw it back to the coffee table in front. Just coldly looked at the opposite woman, "You show me these, what do you want?"

"I said it!" Song only repeated, "Leave this city, don't come back!"

"You just don't have confidence in yourself?"

"You don't need to provoke me with this kind of words." Song is the only one who is not fooled. "Since I have the ability to block your path, I have no reason to leave a little life for the future of you two! After I and Ye Qing were married, If he doesn't go to you, it doesn't mean you won't come to haunt him. You said, would I be stupid enough to give you such a chance! "

"What if I don't promise you?"

"It's very simple." Song only laughed, but his eyes gathered cruel and cold, "It's not just the media, but the people all over the country are curious about the identity of the heroine! You said, I If these photos were made public ... "

Speaking of this, she paused and watched Xia Xingchen's pale face with a little bit of satisfaction. She put her hand to the front, shook it into a fist, and loosened it suddenly.

"Bang—" she laughed. "It must blow up his image, right? Don't forget, the news of our previous engagement is also known all over the world. At that time, I will stand up and cry to the media and say he During the period of engagement with me, I not only messed with you, but now even proposed to use marriage to ask me to cover you ... "

"Song only, you despicable!" The angry complaint, but the next instant, a glass of ice water poured over it.

"I am mean enough to tolerate you?" Song only looked cold.

The water is very cold. Splashing his head, Xia Xingchen took a cold breath. Song is the only one who has strong revenge. Last time, she spilled her in public at the dinner party. She is naturally the day of revenge.

Xia Xingchen endured without seizure. She knew what was going on, and she couldn't get it. He just quietly drew a tissue and wiped the water from his face. Fortunately, she has no makeup today, except for being colder, she is not too embarrassed.

Flicked her hair, calmed down her emotions again, raised her head, and looked coldly at the woman in front of him, "You know, if you dare to expose these photos, you and Bai Yeqing will never have again Maybe! "

"There are always gains and losses in life. Although it is impossible for me and him, at least, my father was elected as the next president and there is one less powerful competitor. Besides being willing to marry me, I am also willing to love my man. The only one is never lacking. Why not have one more Bai Yeqing? "

She was obviously ironed.

Song is probably not able to do anything. Moreover, Bai Yeqing spoke so directly to her on the phone that day—to get married, but it was an expedient measure, and she would never fall in love with her.

Xia Xingchen squeezed the hand of the paper towel and slowly clenched. The bones and joints were seeping pale because of too much force. The tissue was crumpled in her hands.

Song only looked at it and continued: "If you don't want to involve him, just quit your job. I don't care where you go, as long as we are far away from Kyoto. Tomorrow is the press conference. If you let me know you still If so ... see you at the press conference! "

The last sentence is full of threats.

Before Xia Xingchen made a noise, Song's only cell phone sounded at this moment. Song only glanced, connected the phone, stuck it to his ear, and walked to the corner.

"Hey, mom, yes, I'm helping Ye Qing to choose the dress ... Um, have your uncles and aunts Su Ye already arrived? Okay, then I'll be right there. Do you have a sample of the wedding invitation? Um, that I'll come over here. "

After hanging up the phone and returning to God, Xia Xingchen was no longer in the room. The photos on the short table disappeared.

With a slight groan, she carried her bag and walked out.

"Miss Song." The staff greeted immediately. Song only glanced at them, "What about her?"

"Ms. Xia just left in a hurry."

Song only nodded and said nothing. If Xia Xingchen really loves Bai Yeqing instead of looking at his identity as a president and fantasizes about becoming the president's wife, he naturally knows what to choose!

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When Xia Xingchen returned to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the whole person was a bit lost. When it was time for dinner, Chi Weiyang pulled her to eat in the cafeteria. She shook her head and said that she had no appetite.

"What's wrong? After going out for a while, my face was all white."

Xia Xingchen moved her lips, but she couldn't say anything. I just felt that my chest was very stuffy, as if it were blocked by cotton. "You go to eat first. I want to sit alone for a while and think about something."

Chi Weiyang looked at her with a ugly face and didn't insist. She only shook her cold hand, soothing softly, "I brought you food. I have been in trouble recently. I know you're upset, but don't do anything else. Stuck in my heart. Heaven can't fall! "