Good Morning, Mr. President!

The simple three words made several officials sitting opposite him look up curiously. This voice ... Although it cannot be said to be gentle, the seriousness of childhood when talking with them was quite different.

"Are you busy?"

Bai Yeqing faintly glanced at the few people sitting opposite him, with a slight "um" sound.

"Oh, then you're busy." Xia Xingchen said he was going to hang up.

"Wait!" He spat out two words. Then, cover the receiver, and said to the opposite person: "Two minutes."

Then he turned around and told the secretary to make tea and come in. Then he got up and went to the window.

"Is there something wrong with calling?" Bai Yeqing asked. Compared to just in front of people, the voice is obviously relaxed a lot.

Xia Xingchen returned: "Dabai just called and was a bit angry. I threw him there, so I'll pick him up now."

"Hmm. Burned out?"

"It's okay." She thought about it and asked, "The steward said ... you were taking care of me last night."

He frowned. "When did he talk so much?"

"Don't blame him. He told me about it for your own good." Xia Xingchen was afraid he would get angry and fired the housekeeper together.

"What is better for me?"

She answered truthfully: "He told me not to disappoint you, and said ..."

"What else said?"

"... and said, the first time I saw you so nice to a person." Xia Xingchen paused and asked knowingly: "Really?"

Bai Yeqing didn't answer her at all, and only said: "The temperature is two degrees lower today. Wear thicker clothes and go out."

"..." She murmured. Also, this man is terribly proud, expecting him to admit that it is better to expect the sun to come out from the west!

"Listen to the housekeeper, you haven't slept long. After eating at noon, remember to take a good rest."

"Ok, I know."

"And ..." Xia Xingchen considered it, and still asked, "The schedule of the Civil Administration today ..."

"Leng Brown has been cancelled." He answered slightly.

"Ah? Oh ..." She whispered softly, then lowered her eyes to silence. Bai Yeqing asked: "Disappointed?"

Disappointed?

A little bit.

It was not disappointment that he canceled, but more disappointment that he passed the identity of his wife twice. Sometimes, I wonder, is this fate intentional arrangement, showing that they have no fate?

"If I'm disappointed, I can ask Leng Brown to change his schedule now."

"No." Xia Xingchen quickly answered, shaking his head, "I know, cancellation is right. I didn't feel disappointed."

Bai Yeqing said nothing more. The reason why he cancelled the trip was because she felt tired. That kind of responsibility, that kind of restraint, that kind of pressure, he can bear, but it doesn't mean that she can.

"Then ... I'm hung up." Xia Xingchen said softly without hearing his voice again.

"Ok."

She was going to hang up, and temporarily asked, "Are you still angry with me?"

He snorted. "What do you think?"

"..." She nodded, knowing herself. "All right."

Don't ask again, hang up the phone. It wasn't that simple to get him off.

After Xia Xingchen hung up the phone, he had been thinking about what he must do to keep him from getting angry with himself.

…………………………

He was angry, but how long could he be angry?

Bai Yeqing hung up the phone, stood at the window, and groaned for a while, turning right, before returning to sit on the sofa.

"Continue to the question you just made." Opening the file, tapping tea, and returning to the subject.

It was as usual, solemn and solemn, without a trace of other expressions.

It is rumored that Mr. President loves miserably. The woman named Xia who is now making a lot of noises with Master Yu Er in the news, everyone was still doubtful. However, it now seems that it is really the same thing.

It's all happened, and Mr. President is so happy. Looks like the woman didn't mean to end at all.

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When Xia Xingchen arrived at the old house, it was more than 11 o'clock. Lunch is being prepared in the kitchen.

When I arrived at Xiaolou, I didn't expect Xia Dabai to be here.

She went in and saw the stone on the shelf in the hall at a glance.

"Why are you here?" Xia Xingchen asked Xia Dabai as he unfastened the scarf around his neck.

Xia Dabai was holding a lollipop and heard her voice, twisted her face.

I was so sullen. I saw her now, and felt ashamed. The little nose sucked, and the man had slipped off the sofa and ran towards her.

"what happened?"

Xia Xingchen asked.

Xia Dabai just shook his head. "I won't give this grandpa to this stone."

She was quite surprised.

I know how much he valued this stone. I was so moved by the child now that I was too distressed.

"It may be arguing with his grandfather." Madam Lanting poured out a cup of hot tea and said, "The old man has that temper. Now he is older and more and more like a child. He has a bad temper with Dabai, but that is not true either. strange."

Xia Xingchen glanced at Xia Dabai.

Xia Dabai was obviously in a moody mood. The little hand kept pulling her hand tightly and couldn't relax for a moment.

"I went up to see Dad. Is he better?"

Mrs. Lanting nodded. "I can get out of bed today."

"Really?" She followed with joy.

"You go and see. Your dad is in the flower room at the back. It was said that Mrs. Shen had given him rare flower seeds, and that flower could not be killed."

"The body is good, so start tossing about it!" She said, and got up to go to the garden.

Far away, I saw Bai Qing letting a cane to water the flower room.

Compared to the two days before bed rest, it looks a lot more energetic now. However, looking at the trembling body, my heart was still uncomfortable.

I just feel that this life is like the burning lamp, burning little by little. I don't know when the wick burns out, and the fire is completely extinguished.

She felt guilty again. I knew this was the case, and she should think of other ways at first, not using his liver.

"Don't think about it so much. Your dad is slowly recovering. That's fortunate. He passed the psychological barrier, and there will be nothing. I believe it will be fine soon."

Xia Xingchen nodded slightly, seeing that he was concentrating on his flowers and plants, he did not rush forward to bother.

Lanting glanced at her. "Are you unwell and your face doesn't look good?"

"It was a little cold yesterday. I took medicine at night and it was much better."

"Let's wear more. Don't think about those messy things for now." Lan Ting looked up and asked her, "I'm not talking about going to the Civil Affairs Department today.