Good Morning, Mr. President!

She sucked her nose and tried to hold back her tears before turning the phone on and holding it to her ear.

"Have you returned home?" She asked hurriedly. He tried to restrain, but his voice was still hoarse.

"Um." Bai Yeqing's voice was a little dumb. In a word, Xia Xingchen's heart has been cut like a knife.

"Are you scared?"

After a long pause, he asked.

Those three words made Xia Xingchen's tears impossible. She bit her lower lip hard and didn't dare make herself cry. For a long time, his lips moved and he didn't want to be afraid, but his throat seemed to be clogged with cotton and he couldn't say a word.

How is she not afraid?

Afraid of the words of the people, hurt him; afraid of those words, hurt their children.

All of them are non-stained weapons, which directly pierce the heart ...

However, even if she didn't say it, Bai Yeqing could feel her emotions. On the phone, two people, who haven't spoken for a long time, only get more and more heavy breathing. After a while, all I could hear was his voice, his voice was somber. "Gather up your luggage. Later, Rui Gang will come to pick you up."

Xia Xingchen didn't even ask what he planned, and Rui Gang came to pick him up again. She believed in his arrangements and didn't want to give him any trouble.

After a ‘hm’ beep, I did n’t ask any more.

She just cleaned up casually, and Mrs. Lanting's phone called. She never asked the truth of the facts five years ago, but she said solemnly: "This matter, whether true or false, is now guided by Ye Qing. It is fatal, and you must avoid contact recently before you think of a suitable solution. "

Why doesn't Xia Xingchen know?

Hanging up his wife's phone, several more calls rushed in, in addition to the Bai family, but also Yu Zenan, Xia Xingchen was in a mess, and none of them listened.

After packing, Rui Gang had already gone downstairs.

"Miss Xia."

Upon seeing her, Rui Gang hurriedly got out of the car and went up to hold her luggage in her hand. His face was as dignified.

Xia Xingchen wanted to deal with him with a smile, but she found that she couldn't be so frank. Now, I am afraid that it is uglier to laugh than cry!

She sat in the back seat of her car, her gaze fell on the backward view from the window, and she asked quietly, "He ... is he okay?"

"... Okay," Rui Gang replied, "but Your Excellency is more worried about you now."

Xia Xingchen pulled his lips. "This time, is it hard to work outside?"

Rui Gang nodded. "Actually, in order to achieve an unprecedented breakthrough in diplomacy and make the outer border more peaceful, Mr. President has been busy for a long time. In the days of the Blue Capital, he hardly closed his eyes.

Xia Xingchen had a sour heart and smiled bitterly. "But the people seem to have forgotten his credit ..."

No one mentioned his hard work, and no one wanted to thank him. Because of an unknown report, everyone suddenly turned into a judge, attacking each other, trying to force him to go into jail.

She couldn't help thinking of what Yu Zhenan said to herself last night.

He will be the first president to be impeached because of the scandal. In the future, no one will praise him for the credit, and the rest will only be used for leisure talk after dinner.

When Xia Xingchen thought of such a possibility, he felt like a knife. The situation is already so bad now. If we add a scandal to this scandal, the consequences ...

can not imagine.

She shuddered, shook her head, and shook those messy thoughts back to her head, only asking: "When are you going to hold a press conference?"

"It will be fast." This time, it will not be possible to drag on, and it will not let the people's grievances build up.

She nodded, and didn't ask the rest, only the quiet Ren car drove all the way forward. Outside the window, it began to snow again, a vast expanse of white. The whole world seemed a bit desolate. She sat in the car and looked at everything outside the window through the glass, only to feel confused about the road ahead.

When he was in such a difficult situation, she could only stay away from him the better ...

……………………

When she calmed down, the car had already reached the high-speed rail station. At this point, Xia Xingchen knew everything. He wanted her to go to Liangcheng.

"Ms. Xia, go to the VIP lounge. Little Master is waiting for you there."

Yes. The child must also go with her.

Xia Xingchen nodded and carried his luggage to the VIP room. The door of the VIP room was tightly closed. She knocked on the door and waited for a while. The door was opened from the inside.

"Miss Xia."

Leng Lin stood at the door and greeted her. In the entire VIP room, in addition to Leng Lin, there were several bodyguards, all of them with expressions and expressions.

She didn't respond, looking over Leng's shoulder and falling straight behind the man standing at the window. With only one back, she couldn't look away. At that moment, the others, in her eyes, had nothing but nothingness. She could only see him ... all over the world, all eyes, only him ...

Xia Xingchen had a sore nose, and the luggage in his hand was thrown away and ran straight to it. Regardless of the other people present, he grabbed his waist from behind. The man's breath got into his nose, and she took a deep breath, but still felt that this was not enough ...

The strength around his hands was a little heavier, and the tightness of his chest was tight, but it was not alleviated by this hug, but it was even more painful.

The warmth struck, Bai Yeqing's tall figure shook slightly, and then his eyes pulled back from the distant outside. He didn't speak immediately, his gaze dropped slightly, and he fell on the small hand around his waist. I don't know if it's cold or panic. Each of her slender fingers is pale and trembling.

She was so scared that the two would be separated. Her hug took almost 12 minutes ...

"Everyone goes out!" Leng brown looked at this scene, and the pain in their hearts made him feel uneasy. A command was issued, and everyone rushed out. When he was the last one to go out, he took a closer look at the shadow of the couple.

Really one wave after another!

………………

When the door of the VIP room closed, ‘bang —’, the man turned round, and her fiery kiss fell eagerly before she was back. The cool, thin lips came with lingering, nostalgia, perseverance, and pain, and they kissed warmly and irritably, inch by inch.

It was as if this was the last kiss, and it was as if she was going to be sucked into her abdomen. Even if her lips were red and swollen and hurt, there was no forbearance in his passion.

Say it again: their stories about Su Ye and Jing Yu will be continued after the text, so you don't need to remind them later. No matter who wrote it, I already have plans.