Good Morning, Mr. President!

Xia Xingchen didn't want to prepare any gifts for him, but he went to the mall unconsciously in the afternoon.

This is the capital's largest designer mall, and each of the brands in it are top international. She thought about it and could only buy a shirt for Bai Yeqing as a gift.

In fact, he hardly wears these brands of clothes. He is as small as tie clips, buttons, and as big as clothes and pants. But that kind of clothes, let alone she can't afford it, even if she wants to buy it, his royal designer can't serve her.

Xia Xingchen was walking alone in the mall. The cell phone rang right now. Looking at the screen, Xu Yan called.

"Hey."

"Today, I happen to have a job to go to Beisiyuan Hospital. Are you going to see your dad?" Xu Yan asked.

"Can we go in?"

"Now the condition is relatively stable. I'm with a leader in. At that time, it should not be a problem to let you stay in the monitoring room for a while."

"Okay, it just happens that I'm fine now." Xia Xingchen glanced at the time. Although I had a date with Bai Yeqing at night, it was only 4 o'clock and it was still early. It's a good thing to go to the hospital to see my dad.

"Where are you? I'll come and pick you up."

Xia Xingchen didn't shirk and said the address directly. It's close to the president's office, and it's on the way to Bethon again, so it won't delay each other's time.

She hung up and went into one of the stores. The shirts inside are mostly black and white, the style is simple and elegant, but the fabric is very comfortable.

She saw a black one at a glance. The price tag was expensive, which was her salary for several months.

Holding the clothes in his hands, just as the waiter was packing, he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the outside.

"It's too difficult to ask you once. It's our first time to see each other after we return!"

Turned out to be Xia Xingkong.

Xia Xingchen looked up subconsciously and saw that she was coming in hand in hand with a girl.

And the girl is actually ...

"A lot of friends came back to see me, so I was very busy." It was Song Wei that returned to Xia Xingkong.

Xia Xingchen was quite surprised. She did not expect that Xia Xingkong and Song only knew each other. This world is really small!

She didn't look much, took the clothes and was led by the waiter to pay. Xia Xingkong's eyes were sharp. When she looked at the back, it was her, and there was a trace of joy under her eyes.

But where does it really happen?

Moreover, she happened to be with Song Wei.

"Only, let's go into this store and look. Aren't you going to pick a birthday present for your boyfriend?"

"What's so good about this store? My boyfriend doesn't wear clothes of this brand at all." Song Weiyi glanced, and looked down. They wear haute couture, and even famous products are worn after the clothes in the museum are processed and improved to avoid hitting the shirt.

Xia Xingchen heard Song's only words in it, and knew that her so-called "boyfriend" must mean Bai Yeqing, and suddenly felt that his behavior of choosing a shirt for him was stupid and ridiculous.

"Forget it, miss, I don't want this dress."

She told the waiter.

"Sister, why not?" Xia Xingkong stepped up from behind and interrupted. I took the shirt in my hand and glanced at the size. "Should you buy this dress for your boyfriend today?"

Song Wei didn't want to see this shop, but when he turned his face and looked at him, he saw Xia Xingchen.

At first glance I felt familiar, second thought suddenly she was the woman she had seen in the presidential palace.

"Xia Xingkong, who is yours?"

"She ..." Xia Xingkong smiled and walked over, holding Xia Xingchen's hand intimately, "She is my sister, the key, do you know where she lives now?"

Xia Xingchen frowned, pushing her hand away with a cold face, and gave Song a sole glance. It seems that Bai Yeqing is in trouble. But is there any trouble what has to do with her?

Anyway, he also let himself live in the presidential palace. She also did not want to sing Song only.

To Bai Yeqing, she had some inexplicable resentment in her heart, so she gave birth to some broken pots and broken emotions, and she was not afraid that Xia Xingkong would expose herself in front of Song Weiyi.

"I know where she lives. Isn't it the Presidential Palace?" Song only glanced at Xia Xingchen.

Xia Xingkong was so shocked that he was about to fall. "You know?"

"I've met her at the presidential palace." Song Weiyi didn't care. Xia Xingkong looked at Song only two times. She knew that Xia Xingchen's relationship with the president could be so calm? This is really not her previous temperament!

"The clothes are pretty, show me." Song Weiyi didn't know what Xing Xingkong was thinking at this moment, and suddenly he was hooked by the shirt in her hand. She looked at it carefully, "Anyway, the gift I made is not available today, so I might as well buy a shirt for him. Xia Xingkong, what do you think of this one?"

"It looks good. It's best for your boyfriend. However, my sister first caught on to this dress."

"How does she like it? Can she afford it?" Song Weiyi sneered, before Xia Xingchen spoke, she turned to the waiter and said, "How many pieces of this kind of clothes do you have in my store? I want them all. .This one is left, all others are destroyed. "

"..." It's a real tone.

Xia Xingchen just thought it was ridiculous.

"This dress is a limited edition, we really only have one left in our shop," the waiter explained.

Xia Xingchen didn't want it anymore, but he gave the card directly to the other party at the moment, "Please help me pay for it, I want this dress."

"Okay, miss." The waiter just took the card. There is no difference between two people.

"Xia Xingchen, what do you mean?" Song only looked down.

She faintly replied: "I can afford it and I like it so I bought it-that's what it means."

"I forbid you to sell it to her!" Song Weiyi looked at the waiter coldly, some of Qian Qian's coquettishness and arrogance, "I paid ten times the price and gave me this dress!"

The other side was a little bit distressed. "Sorry, miss. Our store has stipulated that we cannot collect extra money from customers without authorization. We can only charge as much as the price of this dress."

"Sister, if I tell you, don't cling to this dress. This dress is the only one that matches. You buy it barely, just because you can't help it, it's ugly to make a joke."

Xia Xingkong's words are meaningful, Xia Xingchen is not incomprehensible. She gave her a cool glance. "I'm not sure if a joke, but I think you're a joke now. It's too hard to get back to work, but I'm too tired. Want to rest?"

"..." This was a naked threat. Xia Xing's face turned white.

The only thing Song couldn't understand was the dumb mystery between their sisters, but he impatiently urged the waiter to say, "Still doing something here, wrap my clothes!"