Good Morning, Mr. President!

the other side.

Yu Zeyao ran back to the hotel just in the morning-today is the last day of the trip, much more leisurely than the previous two days. As soon as he arrived in the room, Mo Huan was already there.

"Early, Ze Yao." Mo Huan stood up and smiled at him when he saw him.

Yu Zeyao only looked solemnly to the solemn side, solemnly took a step back, and did not look up to him-it is obvious that he was the one who asked for it.

"Why so early?" Yu Zeyao asked Mo Huan, "Is something wrong?"

"Breakfast for you, is it okay?" Mo Huan pushed the dining car out. An accompanying person wanted to take out the meals one by one, but Mo Huan waved and refused, and everything came in person.

"Thank you. Eat first, I'll take a bath." Yu Zeyao maintained a gentleman's attitude.

After moaning with Mo Huan, he walked into the bathroom alone.

Mo Huan looked at the back, slightly lost in his heart. He didn't seem to have changed, he still maintained his past attitude, and the gentleman was polite. However, it seems very different. This gentleman seems to be far more alienated than before.

She couldn't see through the mind of this man at first, but now it seems more difficult to consider.

Mo Huan looked solemnly, "Have your husband recently liked someone?"

When solemnly heard this, I rang a little in my heart. It is said that women's sixth sense is very spiritual, never thought it was really.

Seeing this solemnity, Mo Huan was even heavier, "Really?"

"No, it isn't." Solemn returned to God, and quickly returned. Well, this is not a lie-after all, the sir is not a recent favorite, but he has been looking for each other for several years. Thinking of it this way, his back is also straightened, and his words have more confidence. "Sir has been troublesome recently, so it is inevitable that Ms. Mo will be left out, and I hope Ms. Mo will not mind."

Mo Huan smiled when he heard the solemn words, but he didn't know whether he believed or did not believe it, but his beautiful eyebrows were a little lower. Gaze and glanced into the bathroom again.

"Since he has so many things, I won't disturb him." Mo Huan looked back and looked solemnly. "You remember to remind him to have a good breakfast. No matter how busy you are, breakfast is the most important thing."

"Sure, thank you Miss Mo for your concern."

Mo Huan didn't stay much. Yu Zeyao just took a simple shower and soon came out. He was wearing a white bathrobe, wiping his wet hair with a towel in his hand, and glanced solemnly. "It seems that you have become more and more accustomed to making your own decisions recently. Why? How about your salary?

Solemnly sighed to myself, "I also have thoughtful thoughts. I know Miss Mo will definitely not hurt you, so I let Miss Mo come in."

Yu Zeyao did not answer, but glanced at the breakfast in front of him. Solemnly said, "Before leaving, Miss Mo specifically told me to remind you to remember to have breakfast."

He said, looking at someone's look, couldn't help but said, "In fact, I think Miss Mo really cares about you."

There wasn't much change on Yu Zeyao's face, it seemed like no waves at all. He picked up his chopsticks and asked solemnly, "What do you want to say?"

Solemnly thought about it, "Ms. Jing didn't really care about you for Miss Mo. I also read the comments from Internet users today, and said that you and Miss Mo looked so good."

Yu Zeyao frowned. "When did you become so mouthful?"

"..." Solemn helplessness, didn't the gentleman just ask himself? But he didn't speak, just stood silently.

Yu Zeyao took two sips, suddenly remembered something, looked up solemnly, "Is there news about me and Mo Huan on the Internet?"

Solemnly said nothing.

Yu Zeyao was impatient. "Give me my mobile phone."

Solemnly fetched the phone for him, searched the Internet casually, and you can see that the photos of him and Mo Huan are overwhelming. There are also countless links to the news.

Yu Zeyao glanced solemnly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Mister has never cared about these news before." Especially these lace news, he always pays no attention to whether the protagonist is him or not. Solemnly has also thought about whether to report these news to him, but he usually only responds to him with the word 'boring'.

Today is definitely an accident. He felt that not only did he not feel bored this time, he seemed to pay special attention to the news.

"These news will come again in the future. Tell me the first time." Yu Zeyao asked, "What time is it in China?"

"It's almost noon."

"That is to say ..." Yu Zeyao glanced at his personal cell phone, which was always quiet at hand, and said to himself: "Anyone in China who only watches TV or surfing the Internet, will this news be known?

"There should be nothing wrong with this," solemnly answered. But seeing that the other side sinks a lot.

Yu Zeyao threw the mobile phone on the Internet to the table and threw a 'bang —' sounding solemnly, all shocked while listening.

Then he lowered his head and continued to eat. However, it seemed that something had affected him. He didn't take two bites and threw the chopsticks again. He commanded: "Someone will withdraw breakfast. I'll make a call."

He picked up his phone again and walked into the bedroom. Looking solemnly at the breakfast that hadn't been touched so much, for a moment, he still found someone to clean it up.

Early this morning, the mood of the gentleman was so volatile that it must have been influenced by Miss Jing. However, the radiation range of Miss Jing is really too wide! They are all out of the country, and they are tens of thousands of kilometers apart.

Yu Zeyao's phone number was not dialed to her, but instead went to the vice presidential palace.

The call was answered by a housekeeper.

As soon as the steward heard his voice, he first said hello, and said with interest: "Sir, do you want Miss Jing to come and listen to the phone, I will go to her immediately."

"No need." Yu Zeyao stopped the housekeeper, paused, and asked, "What is she doing?"

"Miss Jing should be sleeping in the morning in the building now!"

"Siesta." He repeated these two words, staring into the distance with deep eyes, and quietly asked: "Did you and me, Mo Huan, see you today?"

"Have."

"Where is she?"

"There are," said the housekeeper. "Ms. Jing watched the TV in the hall in the morning, and it happened to broadcast the news of you and Miss Mo. I also saw it with Miss Jing."

"Really?" Yu Zeyao asked, "Did she say anything? Or, did she ask anything?"

"I did ask," the housekeeper recalled. "Ms. Jing just asked me if you and Ms. Mo looked good."

Yu Zeya sneered, "What else?"

Through the current, the housekeeper could clearly feel the obvious emotional ups and downs on the phone.