Sweet Wife, be Good!

Everyone watched them almost all the way into the presidential conference hall.

When they appeared in the meeting hall, everyone's eyes cast over.

Looking at the dazzling Feng Ling in front of him, Fu Hongxuan was also slightly lost for a moment. Instead, he regained his senses and said, "Go ahead."

What was discussed was nothing more than the economic cooperation between the two parties.

It was not undiscussed before, this time Feng Ling appeared as her own, and it didn't affect anything originally.

As sensible as Fu Hongxuan, she will never put the national interest behind because she is Fengling.

However, Jiang Xue quickly got the news, and Fu Hongxuan and Feng Ling met.

"Why did they meet?" Jiang Xue's expression was full of jealousy and annoyance.

The subordinate said: "Discuss the economic cooperation between the Dragon Empire and the Phoenix Consortium."

Jiang Xue didn't believe it all. In other words, she believed, but she was also full of jealousy, for fear that Fu Hongxuan and Feng Ling's old relationship would return.

No one in Jingyuan knew that Fu Hongxuan and Feng Linglang’s talented female appearances were the celestial couples who envied everyone. If it weren’t for Feng Ling being caught with the bodyguards, their feelings would not come to an end. She Jiang Snow can't have the chance to be on top.

Originally thought Feng Ling was dead, but now that she not only came back, but also came back with the Phoenix consortium, how could Jiang Xue not be prepared?

Jiang Xue put her hands on the tabletop, feeling a little uncomfortable.

As the President's wife for many years, she has long been used to restraining her temper and presenting the best in front of the public.

But the appearance of Feng Ling made her break all her strengths.

"Follow me to Baijing Palace. Arrange a few reporters." Jiang Xue ordered.

The subordinates hesitated: "Madam, what the sir is doing is business, and there are other people in the chamber."

"Did I say what to do? As the President's wife, can't I go to Baijing Palace?"

The subordinates had to take back what they had just said and followed quickly.

When Jiang Xue arrived, the reporter had already arranged it.

In the Baijing Palace, reporters have always come to take pictures of Fu Hongxuan and Jiang Xue’s couple walking together. This is a widespread practice in the world today. The peace and tranquility of the presidential palace and even the whole country are shown by the emotional harmony of the president and his wife. Calm and peaceful.

This is true for countries such as the United States and the United Kingdom without exception.

Jiang Xue patiently waited for Fu Hongxuan to talk about the matter. She hadn't had the urge to disrupt the country's major events. In that case, she would not have to be confused long ago.

Finally, when the proceedings were over, people filed out.

"Mr. President, happy cooperation." Feng Ling smiled and curled her lips.

"Happy cooperation, Duke." Fu Hongxuan stretched out his hand.

Feng Ling shook hands with him generously, her expression calm and official, her smile could not tell whether she was true or false, she was as neat and magnanimous as her, and she had already learned not to show her true feelings in front of others.

Fu Hongxuan looked at her eyes, shaking her mind for a moment, and Feng Ling had already taken out her hand, showing a polite smile.

Fu Hongxuan wanted to ask her where and how she spent these years, and where she went after escaping from the chase of the people in Shen Sihai.

And Shen Jingyu, whose son is he?

But when he spoke, he couldn't ask a word, he had lost that position.

What's more, with his current position, it has long been impossible to put personal and private affairs above public affairs and state affairs.