Good Morning, Mr. President!

"I didn't expect that Lan Zhan would disclose it to the media about her life experience." Xia Xingchen remembered something and looked at him with a little anxiety. "You suddenly resigned, I worry ... he will want to be against you."

Bai Yeqing's one-arm pillow was behind his head, and his expression was deeper, seemingly thoughtful.

Lan Zhan's mind, he knows it well.

However, the chairman of this Senate is bound to be unsustainable. Even if he is in office, sooner or later he will pull out this nail. The things he did behind him, because of his skin, he never made it clear, but his heart was clear.

It took me a while to say, "You don't have to worry, I'll take care of these things."

Xia Xingchen unconsciously remembered the dream he had a few days ago, and he was inexplicably flustered. Subconsciously clenched his hand and looked up at him. "Anyway, be careful. Promise me."

Bai Yeqing's gaze was a little deeper, his eyes dropped, and a kiss with soothing power was burned on her forehead. Then she rolled to her lips.

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Late at night.

After Lan Zhan came out of Mrs. Lan Ting's room, she always had a dark face.

Yun wanted to lie on the bed, and after turning it over and over, he finally couldn't hold back: "It's my sister's birthday today, why did you shake it up? Although Mr. President and Xing Chen have no real blood relationship, they are still brothers and sisters in name. It ’s not good to say it. If he did n’t offer to resign, he would n’t know what the news would be written tomorrow, would n’t he force him to sit in an unstable position? ”

"What do you know!" Just after being trained by Lan Ting, his chest breathed a sigh of relief. Now he was stung again, and his face was even worse. Lie down on the bed in pajamas and closed his eyes. After a while, he re-spoken again: "He resigns and resigns. Now that I've made up my mind, I'll make him sit in this position. You must resign!"

Yun wanted to turn his face and looked at his husband without understanding.

After a long while, he moved his lips and said, "Are you ... will you not be able to change camp? Is it going to be with Vice President Yu?"

Lan Zhan naturally has such an idea. But Yu Zeyao is a very vigilant person, naturally not so good at negotiating. Therefore, the news today can only be regarded as his initial loyalty.

The relationship between Yu Zeyao and Bai Yeqing has always been the same. Before Bai Yeqing's departure, his reputation had deteriorated, and it was tantamount to the reputation of his party. The next election, Yu Zeyao's victory is more secure and more certain. Today, he will naturally remember it.

"I don't understand your thoughts, but I know you are doing this, and the elder sister and the uncle will not support you! I will not talk about the elder sister. I will lock myself in the door as soon as I come back. All the birthday presents she gave her in the past were thrown out of her door today! "

Lan Zhan frowned. "What kind of temper did she and me lose? It's his business that Bai Yeqing has to resign himself!"

"Don't you know me? She's all hanging on to Mr. President. If you do this and hurt him, she will naturally feel uncomfortable."

"You women, all of them are sons and daughters, unreasonable! I'm doing this for the whole family?"

Lan Zhan was distressed, turned away, and turned his back to his wife.

Yun wanted to look at the back, and sighed, muttering bitterly: "In the end is it for our family or just to satisfy your men's expanding desire, only you know the best ..."

She rolled over, staring blankly at the ceiling, slowly speaking: "For so many years, how did the money you earned come from, I never asked you. But why do n’t you take it right now? Our family People, it's long enough to live like this ... "

Her words seemed to pierce the most sensitive nerves of Lan Zhan. He twisted around sharply, staring at Yun thought with horrible eyes, "You don't want to talk about that nonsense! How did my money come from being born to death and earning it! Today these words, you speak in front of me That ’s all, do n’t start with others! Half a word wo n’t work! Not in front of the eldest sister! ”

A few words, the more heavier, the more complexion changes.

Yun wanted to see in his eyes, and rang a little in his heart, and was frightened and worried.

Sit up and look at her husband, "Lan Zhan, to be honest with me, isn't it ... are you doing something that is not something you can do, otherwise how could you do without the current President's resignation? Just so anxious to find an umbrella? "

Lan Zhan suddenly lifted the quilt, stared sharply, and yelled angrily: "Do you want to survive this day?"

What did Yun Xiang want to say? The door of the room was knocked at that moment. Outside the door, the servant's panic sounded, "Master, madam, come out quickly!"

The maid's voice was crying.

Lan Zhan and Yun wanted to look at each other. Yun wanted to twist the beautiful Liu Yemei and said, "This is the voice of taking care of my little dream!"

When Lan Zhan heard this, her heart sank, and she got out of bed almost immediately. Yun Xiang also wore clothes and kept up eagerly.

Lan Zhan opened the door and asked, "Is there something wrong with the lady?"

"Xiao Meng didn't know." Xiao Meng cried as soon as she spoke. "I sent the lady in for dinner. The lady said she wanted to take a bath, and I put her out of the water. Then I wanted to go in and collect her dishes, but There was no sound when I knocked on the door. I waited again. It's been two hours. There is no voice from the lady. I'm worried ... I'm worried ... "

After that, the servant didn't dare to say any more.

Lan Zhan couldn't listen anymore. He pushed the servant away and rushed to his daughter's room.

"Yeah!" Yun wanted to throw the whole man on the door and patted it hard. When she spoke, her voice shuddered. "Well, you open the door, don't scare mom!"

"Yeah!" Lan Zhan knocked the door with his fist. He had practiced, and the door trembled with a click or two. After a few moments of hearing, I didn't hear anything, and said with a stubborn voice: "Lan, you open the door for me! Otherwise, wait for me to come in later, I want you to look good!"

Yun wanted to hear this, red eyes, and patted her husband angrily, "You are still scaring your daughter. If something really happens, I think you feel bad!"

Lan Zhan was also worried. The daughter of Lan Yan has always been his heart, and he is more precious than anything. Right now it's barely calm. Turning his head and drinking, the servant yelled, "What are you still doing, look for the keys!"

"But the door to the lady's room is locked. The key won't open at all!"

When Lan Zhan heard this, he frowned, pulled his wife back a little, and kicked the door fiercely.