Good Morning, Mr. President!

When she carried the dumplings to the restaurant, he was already sitting there, looking down at something. It was all words she couldn't understand, like Arabic documents.

After bathing, his maroon hair was still slightly wet. She was wearing a white pajamas with her chest blocked and no wounds visible. However, the whole person has the freshness and sensuality after bathing.

It feels particularly clean.

Xia Xingchen approached, brought the dumplings to him, and adjusted the sauce again. After groaning, I still didn't forget to remind: "Your wound is not completely healed, so the sauce is relatively light, so let's take a look."

Bai Yeqing said "um", put down the file, took chopsticks and tasted dumplings. I have tried it a few times in my life, and he still feels quite fresh. Moreover, her craft is really good, so she has a good appetite.

Xia Xingchen felt relieved when he saw that he had eaten with interest. "You eat slowly, I'll go upstairs first."

With that said, leave. Bai Yeqing glanced at her, "You have nothing special to tell me?"

"Ah?" Xia Xingchen turned back, and his sudden words made her somewhat unclear.

Bai Yeqing was dipping the dumplings and dipping the sauce. Even such an action could not be described with elegance.

He looked up at her. "Tell me last night to thank me for something, but then I lost the story. What happened?"

Xia Xingchen shook her head, "Actually nothing."

He lowered his chopsticks. "Say down."

"I am back to work in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

He knows better than anyone.

"So?"

"So, in a few days, I intend to thank the friend who helped me to get me back to work in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

Bai Yeqing raised his eyebrows, thank you in action, naturally it is much more expected than thank you in language. The look suddenly became clearer, "Thank you for your thanks. But how do you plan to thank? When?"

"After 7 days. I plan to invite you to dinner, or if you can, it would be more sincere to cook yourself."

Bai Yeqing nodded in agreement, "Well, the idea of ​​cooking in person is good. Let's set it for dinner 7 days later!"

Xia Xingchen gave him a puzzled look, and said ‘oh’.

My heart is strange.

He has been cold and warm to himself these past few days. Why is he having an unusual mood today to talk to her about it, and still willing to give her opinions?

"Okay, you go upstairs to rest." Bai Yeqing let her go. She said nothing and went upstairs with doubt.

Downstairs, in the restaurant, Bai Yeqing just felt that the dumplings in front of him tasted better.

Seven days later, dinner.

It should be nice.

……………………

Seven days later.

weekend.

Yu Zhenan called at 6 o'clock early in the morning and asked her to go to the Gumous Stadium.

She buried herself in the kitchen early.

Bai Yeqing changed his clothes and went down to the restaurant. Xia Dabai has been sitting at the table like a gentleman waiting for two adults.

"Where is Xia Xingchen?"

He sat down, laid the napkin elegantly on his lap, and asked his son.

"Uncle Butler said Dabao was in the kitchen."

"Kitchen?" Bai Yeqing glanced at the steward beside him. "What was she doing in the kitchen early in the morning?"

"Ms. Xia said that she would like to thank a benefactor in the evening, so she is already preparing. She can get up very early and get up at 6 o'clock.

"Really?" Bai Yeqing raised his eyebrows. "Go get her out, it's just a dinner. Don't be so careful."

"OK." The housekeeper went to the kitchen himself.

Xia Dabai tilted his head and looked at him, "Dad, you are in a good mood today."

"OK." He cut a piece of chicken breast and put it on a plate in front of Xia Dabai.

Xia Dabai simply felt flattered. How good is this?

"So happy ..." He turned around with big eyes, "Isn't Dabao preparing dinner for you?"

"Otherwise, who else?" A certain president felt very good about himself.

While their father and son were chatting, Xia Xingchen came out of the kitchen in a hurry, carrying small and large bags in his hands.

"Dabao, have dinner." Xia Dabai called her with a tilted head.

"I asked someone to have breakfast. It's too late." Xia Xingchen entered the restaurant and printed a kiss on his son's head. "Goodbye, be obedient at home."

After all, he did not glance at the opposite President, and hurried away carrying things.

Looking at her back, Xia Dabai said, "Ahhh," "Our Dabao must be on a date. Xiaobai, did you find that she has been specially dressed today!"

No need to remind the little one, Bai Yeqing also saw it.

On such a cold day, she actually wore a skirt, wasn't she afraid of a cold?

Bai Yeqing suddenly remembered something, put down the tableware, and turned to tell the housekeeper: "Call in the cold brown."

"Yes, sir."

After a while, Leng brown hurried in from the outside.

"What was the schedule this morning?"

"It was originally scheduled to play with Mr. Mein at the Gumous Stadium, but your body ..."

Speaking of which, Leng's voice was low and he glanced at his chest.

"You don't have to change your itinerary. Tell Mr. Mayn to be on time."

"But, your injury ..." Leng brown lowered his voice, put it in his ear, and said, "And it's not clear time yet."

"There is no need to clear the field, it will be set in Gomez. Strengthen the precautions."

"Yes." The President is resolute, and Leng Lin naturally cannot say anything. Retreat and notify others to hurry up, and then let people go to Gomez Stadium to deploy security personnel.

………………

Xia Xingchen went to Gomez Golf Course, and when she heard her name, someone immediately led her in.

She gave the food in her hand to the other party for safekeeping.

"Master Second is already waiting for you in the restaurant. Please come with me."

Second Master?

Xia Xingchen was more and more certain that her grandma was really confused. The “Second Master”, which is respectfully called in the lips of others, cannot be just an ordinary middle school teacher.

This restaurant is upscale and luxurious, quiet and not crowded.

Yu Zhenan was wearing a deep V pullover and camel trousers. Very simple dress up, but very young and eye-catching. Sit in the middle of the restaurant.

Although she hasn't been here, she has heard about Gomez Stadium after working in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Such places do not allow you to come in with money.

Even a senior official is not qualified for a role like her father.

Being here is a status symbol.

"Here!" Yu Zhenan also found her, put down the cutlery in her hand, and raised her enthusiastically.

Xia Xingchen walked slowly.

Already a waiter in the restaurant pulled the chair beside him for her, and she sat down.

"early."

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and today looks better than last time." Yu Zenan praised.

Xu glanced over Xia Xingchen. It's the look from top to bottom. If you change to someone else, this look is particularly annoying, but his cynical laziness is really annoying.

"Master Yu, your mouth was so sweet early in the morning, you just ate honey?"