Indeed, the sky is not falling. But...
If she really didn't leave, what would his future be like? She couldn't imagine it, but she knew it would be a hundred times, a thousand times worse than it was now!
But if I really leave like this... Then, what about Xia Dabai? If Dabai follows him, will I really be willing to let him go
Not only was she reluctant to let go, she was also worried. Song Weiyi was a spoiled rich girl, and if she couldn't even tolerate her, how could she tolerate her and Bai Yeqing's child
Xia Xingchen was a little confused, but an idea took root in her heart and became more and more firm. She couldn't just hand the child over to Bai Yeqing. If she was still in Kyoto before, and the child lived with her, she could still endure the pain of missing him. But now, if she is not in Kyoto...
The more she thought about it, the more miserable she felt. She took out her cell phone and typed a message to send.
… …
the other side.
Bai Yeqing was sitting in the dining room of the Presidential Office, dining with the PR team, making final preparations for tomorrow's press conference. Leng Fei walked over slowly, holding a mobile phone in his hand and handed it to him. Bai Yeqing casually swiped open the message, which was very brief.
—I'll wait for you in the room tonight.
Bai Yeqing looked down for a long time, a rare tenderness on his serious face. He did not reply, but quietly put the phone away.
So, does her words count as... a hint in that regard
… … … … …
Xia Xingchen submitted a resignation report, but she was reluctant to leave. In the end, she submitted a leave request.
In the evening, the three of them ate at a restaurant outside with Xia Dabai. Xia Xingchen still had no appetite. Chi Weiyang frowned and looked at her for a long time, "What's wrong with you? You didn't eat lunch, and dinner is like this. Eat well and set a good example for our son."
Xia Xingchen came back to his senses and glanced at Xia Dabai, who was scooping rice with a spoon. He was not a big worry when eating.
She pursed her lips and said, "… There will be a press conference tomorrow. I'm just a little worried."
Speaking of this, Chi Weiyang also looked worried, "Now this matter is continuing to ferment, it is indeed a headache. I wonder if they have thought of a good solution."
When the word "President" was mentioned, Chi Weiyang looked at Xia Dabai standing beside her. Fearing that he might worry, she changed her words temporarily. Recently, in order to prevent Xia Dabai from watching the national TV news, the two of them would unplug the TV antenna at a certain time.
"What press conference?" Xia Dabai was a curious baby. He held a mouthful of rice in his mouth, blinked his big eyes and tilted his head to look at the two of them.
"Nothing. I was talking to your mom about that celebrity! You're still young, you definitely don't know him."
Well, he really had no interest in celebrities. Xia Dabai buried his head in his bowl again and continued eating.
After dinner, Xia Xingchen asked Chi Weiyang to take the children back. Xia Dabai wanted to go with her, but Chi Weiyang stuffed him into the car and said, "Don't go. It's enough to be a light bulb once, but you can't be a second time."
"Okay then." Although he wanted to go with her, Xia Dabai was still very tactful. He smiled and waved to Xia Xingchen in the car, "Dabao, you have to have a good date with Xiaobai!"
Looking at the child's innocent smile, Xia Xingchen felt a little bitter in her heart. How could she bear to be separated from her child
"Be careful on your way back." Xia Xingchen leaned over the window, reached in, and fondly touched the child's tender face, her eyes reddened. She took a deep breath and finally said, "Be good and wait for your mother at home. I'll take you to play with your grandma tomorrow."
Xia Dabai frowned, looked at her, and asked sensitively: "Dabao, are you sad?"
Xia Xingchen was startled. Chi Weiyang also saw the sadness in her eyes and looked at her worriedly. But she quickly restrained her emotions and shook her head, "No, I'm very happy to think that I will see my grandma tomorrow. Okay, Master, you can go now."
Fearing that he would eventually lose control of his emotions, Xia Xingchen turned to the driver. He withdrew his hand, stood up straight, and watched the taxi leave.
Inside the car.
Xia Dabai seemed to be worried, and kept turning to stare at the slender figure at the restaurant door. When the figure became smaller and smaller and finally disappeared, he still stared at it without turning his head.
Chi Weiyang sighed and turned the child's body over, "Don't worry about Xingchen. It's okay!"
She just thought Xia Xingchen was worried about Bai Yeqing, and didn't think about other things. Xia Dabai sighed like an adult, feeling a little distressed. Dabao was going on a date with Xiaobai, but why was she not happy? Xiaobai must have bullied her again!
When Xia Dabai thought about it, he felt a little resentful towards someone. Humph! Next time I see Xiaobai, I must give him a good "education"!
… … … … …
When Xia Xingchen arrived at Room 8088, she found it was empty as usual. She turned on a dim light and poured herself a glass of water. The cold liquid flowed down her throat to her heart, and she felt her whole body chilled.
She took a deep breath, put down the cup as if she had made up her mind, and went to the bathroom.
… … …
The night is deep.
The weather is getting colder. But tonight is a nice night with a starry sky.
Several cars drove to the parking lot of King Hotel in a low-key manner. Someone was already waiting at the secret elevator entrance. Bai Yeqing got out of the car, and Leng Feiruigang and his group quickly followed.
Bai Yeqing raised his hand and looked at the time. It was already past midnight. If nothing unexpected happened, she should be waiting for him in the room tonight.
"Go back, no need to follow me upstairs." Bai Yeqing ordered.
Leng Fei thought about it and nodded. Then, he reminded her, "The press conference will be held at 2 pm tomorrow. Before the press conference, there is..."
"Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow." Bai Yeqing was in a hurry to go upstairs. He had been busy since six in the morning, and had hardly any rest time until now. He didn't want to talk about business anymore.
Leng Fei saw his mood, so he shut up and said nothing more. He just watched the President go upstairs, and then arranged for bodyguards to protect him downstairs before leaving.
After scanning his fingerprint, he went in. In the hall, there was a small European-style palace wall lamp on. The warm light enveloped the entire room, which looked cozy and very warm. With a faint arc at the corner of his lips, he walked in lightly. He took off his windbreaker, threw it aside, and walked straight into the hall.
The large LCD TV in the living room was playing a TV series. The sound was very low, which made the whole room very quiet.