Good Morning, Mr. President!

Indeed, the sky cannot fall. but……

What would his future look like if he didn't go? She couldn't think of it, but knowing that it must be a hundred times worse than a thousand times!

But if he really left like this ... then, what about Xia Dabai? If Dabai followed him, would he really be willing?

Not only was she reluctant, she could not rest at all. Song is the only prideful Miss Qian Jin, even she can't tolerate it, how can she tolerate her and Bai Yeqing's children?

Xia Xingchen's heart was a bit chaotic, but one thought took root in her heart and became more and more firm. She couldn't just hand the child over to Bai Yeqing. If she had lived in Kyoto with her children on both sides before, she could still bear the pain of missing her. But if she is not in Kyoto now ...

The more I think about it, the more painful I feel. She flipped out her cell phone and compiled a message.

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the other side.

Bai Yeqing is sitting in the dining room of the President's Office. The public relations team accompanying the table to dine is preparing for the final press conference tomorrow. Leng brown came slowly, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and handed it to him. Bai Yeqing swipes away, the content of the message is very brief.

——I'll wait for you in the room tonight.

Bai Yeqing looked down for a while, and on the serious face, there was a little tenderness. He didn't return, but just took the phone silently.

So, does this sentence count as a hint of that?

…………………………

Xia Xingchen wrote a resignation report, but after all, he didn't want to leave. In the end, a leave slip was handed in.

In the evening, with Xia Dabai, the three people ate together in the restaurant. Xia Xingchen still has no appetite. Chi Weiyang frowned and looked at her for a long time. "What the **** is going on? You didn't eat at noon, and dinner looks like this again. Eat well and have to give our son a good example."

Xia Xingchen looked back and looked at Xia Dabai. Xia Dabai is holding a spoon and holding rice grains.

She ripped her lips and said, "... Tomorrow is the press conference, I'm just more worried."

Speaking of this, Chi Weiyang was also worried, "Now this thing is continuing to ferment, and it is indeed a headache. I don't know always ... have they come up with a good response."

When referring to the word 'President', Xia Dabai looked to the side, fearing that he was worried, Chi Weiyang temporarily changed his mouth. Recently, in order to prevent Xia Dabai's children from watching the National Television News, they both unplugged the TV antennas as soon as they arrived.

"What press conference?" Xia Dabai was a curious baby, with a mouthful, blinking his eyes and tilted his head to look at them both.

"It's nothing. Which star did I tell your mother about! You are still young and you never know."

Ok. He really has no interest in stars. Xia Dabai buried his head in the rice bowl again and continued to eat.

After dinner, Xia Xingchen asked Chi Weiyang to lead the child back. Xia Dabai wanted to follow her, and was plugged into the car by Chi Weiyang. "Don't go, you can only use the light bulb once, you can't be the second time."

"That's fine." Although I really wanted to follow along, Xia Dabai was also very knowledgeable. Smiled and waved with Xia Xingchen in the car, "Dabao, you have a good date with Xiaobai!"

Looking at the child's innocent smile, Xia Xingchen felt a bit of bitterness in his heart. How could she be willing to be separated from the child?

"Be careful on your way back." Xia Xingchen lay at the window, reached in, and touched the child's tender little face with affection, his eyes could not help turning red. Take a deep breath, and finally said, "Obviously wait for mom at home. Mom will take you to find grandma tomorrow."

Xia Dabai frowned, looking at her, and asked sensitively, "Dabao, are you sad?"

Xia Xingchen froze. Chi Weiyang also saw the embarrassment in her eyes, and looked worriedly at her. However, she quickly converged and shook her head. "No, I am thinking of seeing my grandmother tomorrow. I am very happy. Okay, master, you can go."

Fearing that the emotions would be difficult to restrain, Xia Xingchen turned to the driver. Withdraw my hand, stand upright, and watch the taxi leave.

Inside the car.

Xia Dabai seemed uneasy and kept turning around to stare at the slender figure at the entrance of the restaurant. When the figure became smaller and smaller, he finally looked at him without turning his head.

Chi Weiyang sighed and twisted the child's body straight, "Don't worry about the stars. It's okay!"

She only thought that Xia Xingchen was worrying about Bai Yeqing and didn't think about it in other aspects. Xia Dabai sighed like an adult, a little distressed. Dabao is going to date with Xiaobai, but why isn't he happy? It must be Xiaobai bullying her again!

When Xia Dabai thought about it that way, he felt a little bit resentful towards someone. Huh! Next time I see Xiaobai, be sure to ‘educate’ it!

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When Xia Xingchen arrived in room 8088, there was no accident, and the room was empty as usual. She turned on a dim lamp and poured herself a glass of water. The cold liquid flowed down the throat and reached the position of the heart, and she felt completely cold.

Taking a deep breath, as if determined to set the glass down, she turned to the bathroom.

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The night was dark.

The weather is getting colder. But tonight is fine and the sky is dense.

Several cars drove low-key to the parking lot of the King Hotel. Someone was already waiting at the secret elevator entrance. Bai Yeqing got out of the car, Leng Yanrui and his team quickly followed.

Bai Yeqing looked up at the time, it was already more than 0 o'clock in the night. If nothing else, she should wait in the room tonight.

"Go back, don't follow me upstairs." Bai Yeqing ordered.

Leng brown considered it and nodded. After that, don't forget to remind, "Tomorrow's press conference at 2 pm, there will be before the press conference ..."

"Okay, let's talk tomorrow." Bai Yeqing is now anxious to go upstairs. He started to be busy at six in the morning. He is so busy now that he has almost no rest time. He doesn't want to talk about business now.

Seeing his emotions, Leng Lin closed his voice and said nothing. After watching Mr. President go upstairs, he arranged for a bodyguard to guard him downstairs before leaving.

Swipe your fingerprints in, and in the hall, a small European-style palace wall lamp is turned on. The warm halo envelops the entire room, looking warm and very warm. There was a slight arc in the corner of his lips, and he stepped lightly. Take off the windbreaker on his body, throw it aside, and walked towards the hall.

The large LCD TV in the hall is broadcasting a TV series. The sound was very light, but the whole room was quiet.