Good Morning, Mr. President!

Rui Gang also saw the ring and said congratulations to her.

At the company, when I was eating in the restaurant at noon, Yun Yun saw the ring on her finger at a glance-not to blame the woman's gossip, and it was really a dazzling ring.

"Xingchen, is this your wedding ring?"

"Um." She smiled slightly. Remembering the scene when he proposed the marriage last night, he still had deep affection. Probably, they are the only ones. When proposing marriage, are they still talking about each other's shortcomings?

However, she felt that such words were better than thousands of sweet words. He was not a sweet talker, but ... all his feelings were expressed in the word 'do'!

He didn't bother her last night.

"The look of spring is rippling. It seems that Li Yan's words are really nonsense."

Xia Xingchen took chopsticks and picked vegetables, eating with relish. Now when I think about those words of Li Yan again, I really don't panic.

"I know this ring. But it is a limited edition. I heard that there are no more than 5 pairs in the world. Will your boyfriend be too rich?" Li Yan has always been at the cutting edge of fashion.

"Really?" Xia Xingchen didn't know much. When she first came to the presidential palace, she had a lot of things in her hands, and she usually did not flip through these fashion magazines.

"However, this morning, I noticed that Mr. President also wore a pair with you. If you both wore it the same day, if you knew it was impossible, you would have thought you were a pair.

Xia Xingchen missed a beat in his heart, guilty of picking rice, "talking."

However, this ring seems to be a bit too much swagger. Does she have to consider taking it down? She didn't know that Bai Yeqing had bought a limited edition.

"You said, Mr. President suddenly put on a wedding ring. Is he already married?"

The cloud didn't really connect the two of them.

Xia Xingchen was so guilty that he only said vaguely: "I haven't heard of it, maybe it isn't."

"Also, the president is getting married. There can be no such thing as such a big event. However, depending on the situation, there must be a new girlfriend. The wedding of Miss Song and Mr. President is still talked about It doesn't seem to be a good time to get married now. "

Xia Xingchen didn't answer any more, but set his eyes on his ring.

Now that everything has been booked, why not wait any longer? She is not in a hurry. He also didn't want to make him work hard to build a big score because of himself.

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After lunch, when I came out of the restaurant, I received a message from Xiaobai. If you don't have any extra words, just order a series of dishes.

It's all a little bit. It looks like he hasn't had lunch yet.

Xia Xingchen didn't go with the cloud, but went around the restaurant and bought him the dishes he wanted. Quietly holding the dish in his arms, blocking the files, went directly to the top floor.

Waiting for the top is cold brown.

Seeing her, Leng brown looked complicated. Xia Xingchen didn't take it seriously, he just walked over with a smile and greeted him, "Leng Lie."

"You go straight in, Mr. President is busy doing business there."

Xia Xingchen nodded. Leng brown saw the ring on her finger at a glance, and after thinking about it, she couldn't help asking: "Ms. Xia, are you and Mr. President ... planning to get married?"

She nodded. "That's the intention."

She thought for a moment, turned her head to look at Leng brown, noticed that Leng brown was serious, and could not help asking: "I marry him ... will it affect your overall situation?"

Leng brown sighed, but stopped talking. Xia Xingchen felt a little strange and wanted to follow up. At this moment, the office door was pushed open.

"Chat?" A cold voice was inserted into the conversation between the two. Bai Yeqing's eyes glanced over Xia Xingchen, and then he stared at Leng brown heavily, his eyes warning. Thin lips tilted, and the words were a little bit colder. "You have a good look at the documents submitted by the Finance Department today?"

Leng brown didn't dare to stay any more, and bowed slightly. "Miss Xia, I'll go first."

Xia Xingchen nodded slightly.

Bai Yeqing turned around and walked to the office. Xia Xingchen was holding a lunch box and followed him. After bringing the door in, he asked, "I feel like there is something to be said about Leng brown. Why don't you allow him to say it?"

"Your illusion." He took off his suit and threw it aside. Sit down on the sofa, holding your sleeves unhurriedly.

Xia Xingchen placed the lunch box on the short man in front of him, and stretched out his hands naturally, and handed him the other sleeve to his arm.

"It's so late, why didn't you eat anything?" Xia Xingchen complained softly.

"It's too late." He took the chopsticks and broke away, eating.

Xia Xingchen said, "You eat slowly."

He was eating, and he hadn't forgotten to read the documents on the lower table while eating. Xia Xingchen was sitting beside him.

The two did not have any verbal communication, but when the document was about to turn pages, he could not pull out for dinner, and Xia Xingchen would help him to turn over.

In the entire space, there was only the sound of file turning at one time, but I felt that the environment was very peaceful and peaceful. That's how he didn't speak, sitting quietly beside him, breathing in the air with his breath, and watching his serious work, Xia Xingchen also felt unspeakable satisfaction.

After a while, he finished eating, putting chopsticks and lunch boxes aside. I took the napkin and wiped my lips gracefully.

"Come here, sit on my lap." He patted his legs and motioned to Xia Xingchen.

"What's wrong?" Xia Xingchen looked at him puzzled.

Bai Yeqing didn't wait for her to come, and wrapped her arms directly on her lap. She whispered, and wrapped his arms around his neck. He could only hear him whisper, "I just saw you have white hair, don't move."

"White hair?"

"Well." Bai Yeqing responded, and plucked his hair.

The strand of hair was tangled in his hands. Xia Xingchen looked at it and said with a lip.

"That was wrong." Bai Yeqing looked freely. He rested his hair calmly on the table.

Xia Xingchen didn't pay attention, all in his white hair. I'm not yet 24 years old now, how can I have gray hair?

While thinking about it, the door of the office was knocked from the outside, and the voice of the secretary sounded, "Mr. President, Dr. Fu is here."

"Let him in!"

"Dr. Fu? Are you sick?" Xia Xingchen looked at him worriedly.

"No. Just talk about the situation of the FDA, don't worry about my body."

After hearing what he said, Xia Xingchen felt relieved and didn't think much.