Good Morning, Mr. President!

Chapter 17: 017 Servant of the Presidential Palace

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Then, a beautiful shadow came into her eyes.

The woman has a graceful figure and is wearing a long goose-yellow dress. The wind blows and the gauze flutters, which is very beautiful.

She and Bai Yeqing walked side by side, looking up and not knowing what to say to him. His expression was still gentle and indifferent, but he would occasionally nod as a response.

What a beautiful painting. Handsome man and beautiful woman, perfect match.

Xia Xingchen withdrew his gaze and bent out, preparing to close the window. These are not the world that she can pay attention to, so it is better not to be too good.

"Hey, who is she?"

When the window was closed until there was only a thin crack left, a young woman's voice suddenly sounded from downstairs.

Xia Xingchen's heart thumped, and he subconsciously lowered his head and looked down.

Unexpectedly, everyone was looking up in her direction at this moment. The young woman had a searching look on her face, and Bai Yeqing stared at her seriously. Looking at the butler on the side, he was constantly wiping away cold sweat.

Xia Xingchen didn't expect that closing the window upstairs would attract attention. She felt panicked for a moment, but soon regained her composure, smiled slightly, and closed the window slowly.

Downstairs, Song Weiwei was very curious about the identity of Xia Xingchen who suddenly appeared in the presidential palace. However, since Bai Yeqing didn't mention it, she naturally didn't dare to ask any more questions. Before entering the door, I couldn't help but take another look at the window.

Is it possible that the President has hidden his beauty in the golden house

She glanced sideways and secretly glanced at Bai Yeqing, but his face was always as calm as water, without any clues.

… …

upstairs.

Before Xia Xingchen could ring the bell, the servant had already hurried up.

"Miss Xia, you shouldn't have appeared at the window. If Miss Song misunderstood, things would be terrible."

"Sorry, I was careless. But please hurry up and get me some servant clothes to change into!"

"ah?"

"Stop dawdling!"

Xia Xingchen urged him, but the other party didn't dare to neglect him anymore and hurriedly picked up a servant uniform and went upstairs.

Xia Xingchen took off her clothes neatly and put on a black and white servant outfit.

"Miss Xia, what are you...?"

When the other party saw her dressed like this, he was still shocked. Although she cannot be the president's wife, she is the biological mother of the young master after all. Who dares to use her as a servant

"Let's dispel Miss Song's doubts first, so as not to have a bad impact." Xia Xingchen explained while pulling up her hair.

At the moment, the only way to make sense is to say that he is a servant of the Presidential Palace.

The servant said nothing more.

Here, the door of the banquet hall is closed. Leng Fei and several guards were guarding the door.

Xia Xingchen came downstairs, Leng Fei's eyes hurriedly passed over her, then he paused, then returned his gaze to take a closer look, and then he realized it was her.

"Miss Xia, what are you..."

"Shh! Don't call me Miss Xia." Xia Xingchen glanced at the living room.

At this moment, the servant came over with coffee and snacks. The housekeeper took it and said to Xia Xingchen: "Miss Xia, I'm sorry, I can only trouble you."

Xia Xingchen understood what the housekeeper meant. She just wanted Song Weiwei to know that she was a servant of the Presidential Palace. Xia Xingchen also had this intention.

Nodding, he went in with the tea.

As soon as the door was opened a tiny crack, Song Weiwei's sweet laughter was heard coming from inside, "You wouldn't let me play chess with you when I was a kid, but now you let me."

"I didn't expect Miss Song to still remember things from her childhood."

"Mr. President, call me The One."

Bai Yeqing nodded slightly and glanced over her head. She did not wear the diamond hairpin he gave her.

"Don't you like the gift I gave you?" he asked, gently stroking the crystal chess piece in his hand with his thumb.

"I like it, I like it very much. My mother praises Mr. President for his good taste. But... I'm not willing to wear it. I'm afraid that if I accidentally drop it, I won't be able to find it back."

Bai Yeqing smiled faintly, "If you like it, we'll buy it if you drop it."

Song Weiwei was in a very good mood, and his voice became sweeter and sweeter, "That's different. That was the first gift you gave me, Mr. President, and it has a different meaning."

Xia Xingchen stood at the door, listening to the two people talking to each other, and suddenly felt that his presence seemed particularly unnecessary.

Song Weiwei's words and demeanor all showed his admiration and admiration for Bai Yeqing. And Bai Yeqing was also rarely gentle towards her, unlike his usual cold attitude towards him.

Thinking of this, Xia Xingchen hit his head again in frustration.

What are you thinking about? Why do you want to involve yourself in the matter between the president and the future president's wife? She is a commoner with a flat head, can she really care

Shake your head and get rid of all thoughts. Then he walked over with snacks in hand.

They are playing international chess, with crystal chess pieces and jade chessboard, one person occupying one side. Xia Xingchen didn't bother him and just put the snack aside silently.

"Hey! Wait!" When he turned to go out, Song Weiwei stopped him, "Are you the girl who was upstairs just now?"

Bai Yeqing raised his eyes, and when he saw it was her, his eyes deepened.

She was wearing a servant's uniform and had a low eyebrow, which was rare to see.

"Hello, Miss Song. Because the housekeeper said it will rain soon, I just went upstairs to close the window." Xia Xingchen explained.

"Are you... a servant here?" Song Weiwei looked at her with suspicion in his eyes.

"yes."

"Let's do this, you stay and help me peel the crab shells." Song Weiwei glanced at the king crab that was just served. Song Weiwei likes to eat crabs, and they have been prepared in the kitchen for a long time.

Well

Xia Xingchen was stunned for a moment. Did she really treat herself as a servant

He raised his eyes and glanced at Song Weiwei. He didn't want to do it at first.

However, when she thought about it, this was the presidential palace after all, and she wanted to stay with Dabai for a while longer. It would be bad if Song Weiwei was kicked out if he offended him.

Just peel it off!

I took the tools for peeling crabs and stepped aside to handle the crab shells. It's easy to have tools in hand.

Unexpectedly, Song Weiwei suddenly turned around and said, "Peel it off with your bare hands. Don't use tools. The beating will affect my chess game with Mr. President."

Well? unarmed

What are you doing? Peeling such a big crab with bare hands was not deliberately trying to embarrass her

Xia Xingchen muttered unhappily in his heart, glanced at Mr. President, gritted his teeth, and left with his bare hands. It's better than being kicked out.

I was sweating all over my face when I peeled it off, and finally managed to peel off a small plate.

"Ah..." When she broke off a crab leg with her bare hands, the sharp shell suddenly pierced her fingers.

She let out a cry of pain, and beads of blood immediately oozed from her fingers.

Here, Bai Yeqing paused, his stern brows furrowed, and his gaze was already directed towards her. Shen Sheng asked: "What's wrong?"

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay..." Xia Xingchen shook his head and put his hands behind his back. Her exclamation just now was low, like a sigh.

She didn't expect that he heard it too.

However, with his frowning eyebrows so tightly, was he blaming her for disturbing them