Good Morning, Mr. President!

Xia Xingchen looked for the kitchen borrowed by Chi Weiyang. Knowing that she was coming, Chi Weiyang had already picked it upstairs. When she saw Yu Zenan who came with her, she was full of gossip.

"What's the relationship between you two?" Chi Weiyang didn't hold back when she was busy with her in the kitchen, and asked.

"Friendship." Xia Xingchen calmly returned.

"Friendship, you can still come to me and make a special meal for him. Do I look so deceitful?"

"Thanks to him for my work."

"He?" Chi Weiyang glanced outside the kitchen. Yu Zenan was watching TV in the outside hall. At this moment, he was not as crooked as he was in front of Xia Xingchen. He didn't have a positive appearance. Instead, he sat upright and had a good temperament. He felt particularly good in front of Chi Weiyang .

"Isn't it the president who got you into the Foreign Ministry?"

Speaking of him, Xia Xingchen thought of what was just on the court again, and there was a touch of complexity between his looks. She shook her head, in a soft tone: "It has nothing to do with him."

…………

More than six in the afternoon.

Bai Yeqing asked Leng Brown to push out the activities of the Ministry of Finance at night and returned to the Presidential Palace early.

"Mr. President, would you like to start cooking now? The kitchen is all ready."

The housekeeper asked.

Bai Yeqing opened his shirt cuffs, glanced at the dial, and asked coldly, "What about Miss Xia?"

"Ms. Xia is not back yet."

He frowned. "Wait then."

"OK." The housekeeper nodded.

Xia Dabai was downstairs wearing home clothes and furry little slippers. He squinted at the dad who was sitting on the sofa and looking at the documents, and only one glance saw that the President was in a very bad mood at this moment.

"Dad." He rushed forward carefully, his legs spread on the sofa.

"Sit down." His eyes drifted towards Xia Dabai.

"Oh," he stunned and quickly put Bai Nennen's little feet off the sofa, and the little feet retracted into the slippers again.

"Xiaobai, are you waiting for Dabao to come and cook for you?"

"... No!" He frowned, denying it.

"Really?"

"You're shy." Someone hated.

Xia Dabai frowned, "If you wait for Dabao, don't wait. It's so late, Dabao must have forgot to cook dinner for you."

Bai Yeqing's face became uglier for a while, and his eyes paused on the file.

"Xiaobai, let's go to dinner, OK? OK?"

Bai Yeqing then realized that the boy was hungry, nodded, and ordered: "Butler, prepare cloth dishes!"

As a result, in the restaurant, Xia Dabai was left alone. Bai Yeqing sat on the sofa and looked at his watch for the third time.

The steward came to him and asked, "Mr. President, let's have some food first."

"Do not bother me."

"I'll let the kitchen stew your soup, or I'll bring you a taste?"

"No need, no appetite."

He insisted so much that the steward didn't say anything more, and retreated silently.

…………

after a little while.

The phone rang in the house. The maid quickly picked it up, and then stepped into the restaurant. "Little Master, it's Miss Xia's phone. It's for you to listen."

Xia Xingchen's phone?

Bai Yeqing glanced at the landline and thought about it, just pick it up and put it to his ear.

"Dad, Dabao let me pick up!" Xia Dabai just came out and ran a few steps.

Bai Yeqing's face sank, and he passed the phone angrily, "I'll hand it to you."

"Really?" Xia Dabai expressed doubt.

Bai Yeqing didn't look at him, with a somber face, went upstairs.

………………

"Dabao."

"Did you wash the fragrance?" Xia Xingchen asked over there.

"Well, it's washed. It smells good now." Xia Dabai said, lowering his head and sniffing on his arm. "Dabao, why haven't you come back yet?"

"Mom is not coming back tonight."

"Ah? Are you going to be dating all night with the uncle who was dating in the morning?"

"Of course not." Xia Xingchen laughed. "Dabao spends the night with her godmother tonight."

"That's it. Then you can spend more time with my godmother. But ..." Xia Dabao remembered something and looked upstairs. "Dabao, you're not coming back tonight. Isn't Dad's dinner a mess? "

"What supper?" Xia Xingchen doubted.

"Don't you get up early in the morning to prepare Dad's dinner tonight? Dad has been waiting, and hasn't had dinner yet!" It's already over 7 o'clock!

Xia Xingchen was even more confused, "I didn't want to prepare dinner for him?"

"No? But dad said ..."

"The ones I prepared in the morning are for my uncle who is dating me today."

Ahhh ~ It seems like a big misunderstanding.

So poor dad ~

After waiting for a day, it turned out ... it was simply self-confidence.

When Xia Dabai was sympathetic to Xiaobai, he only heard a ‘click’ from the phone.

Xia Xingchen froze.

This is clearly the sound of someone stunning the phone.

At this moment, the phone was not disconnected at all.

can only be……

"Dabao, it seems ... Dad just overheard us talking on the phone."

"..."

Xia Dabai feels more distressed about Dad. When I hung up the phone, I was called: "Uncle Steward, Uncle Steward!"

"Little Master, so anxious, what's wrong?"

"Hurry up and let the kitchen prepare a few dishes and send them upstairs for Dad to eat. He will never come down again."

It's a shame to be passionate about yourself. A face-loving person like Dad must feel ashamed and dare not go downstairs.

The housekeeper didn't know the inside story, only nodded: "Oh, okay. I'll prepare it."

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Hanging up the phone, and Chi Weiyang contracted at the bedside, Xia Xingchen never figured out how he could eavesdrop on her and the child talking on the phone.

"You can't live a good presidential palace, but you're in my house, what do you think?" Chi Weiyang held a mobile phone and played a game with her while chatting with her.

"dislike me?"

"How dare you, don't say that you have only lived here for a day, I do n’t dare to have an opinion even if you live half a month. You are the mother-in-law of the President ’s son. I do n’t have to see the monk ’s face, is not it?"

"Who said I only lived for one day?"

Chi Weiyang sat upright and looked at her, "I really want to live more than half a year?"

Xia Xingchen didn't speak, just holding her knees a bit surprised.

What happened today, I still don't know how to face him.

……………………

Bai Yeqing didn't eat dinner, and he was full of gas. Where can I eat?

So, why did the steward go up and how did he go downstairs after a while?

Xia Dabai peeped his head in the children's room and looked into the study, which really sympathized with Dad. So, after thinking and thinking, I still want to take the risk of 'comforting' him.

But is it really comforting?

The little hand knocked twice on the study door, and the people inside ignored him. He was not polite, and said "Little white, I came in" and pushed the door directly.