Song Weiyi, who was standing by, looked at the President and then at her calmly, and tightened his hand holding the chess piece slightly.
Women are always very sensitive.
"Are you really okay?" Song Weiyi asked Xia Xingchen.
"Yeah, it's okay."
"Then you continue. Mr. President, let's continue too." When Song Weiyi said that to Bai Yeqing, his voice was extremely sweet.
Xia Xingchen glanced at Bai Yeqing quietly. His eyes were mysterious and his facial lines were tense, and he seemed very unhappy.
It seems that it was her recklessness that made him angry! However, this can't be blamed on her, right? In addition to Dabai, she usually doesn't help others peel crabs! If it weren't for getting to know Dabai more, she wouldn't care who Miss Song is.
My fingers hurt.
Dealing with crab shells became more difficult for her.
Bai Yeqing raised his eyes slightly and saw her distressed and resentful look.
His eyes darkened, he put down the chess piece in his hand, and walked straight towards Xia Xingchen.
Xia Xingchen was concentrating on processing the crab shells when he felt a dark shadow looming over him. He looked up suddenly and saw Bai Yeqing's tall body standing in front of him, like a towering mountain.
"Hand, let me see it."
Xia Xingchen was stunned and dazed. He seemed impatient, looked at her, and pulled her hand away with an expressionless face.
When her fingers touched his fingertips, Xia Xingchen suddenly came back to her senses. Her fingertips trembled, and her heart trembled as well.
"It's okay." She was actually a little nervous, her eyelashes trembling violently like butterfly wings, and her voice became even softer, "It's just a scratch..."
"Clumsy." Compared to her nervousness, Bai Yeqing was calm and composed.
Although there was blame in his tone, the look in his eyes didn't seem to blame her.
Her fingers were white, and the wound was still bleeding, which was a bit dazzling. He ordered: "Go out and ask the doctor to treat your wound. Miss Song likes crabs, ask the housekeeper to send someone in."
So... she doesn't need to peel it
Xia Xingchen's resentment was swept away, and she gently said "hmm" and pulled her hand back from his without leaving a trace. For a long time, her fingertips seemed to still retain his warmth, which was lingering.
The heat spread from her fingertips to her chest, burning her heart...
She nodded slightly, said hello to Song Weiyi, and went out.
Song Weiyi stared at Xia Xingchen for a long time without moving his eyes away.
Is this woman really just a servant? Why does she always feel that the President seems to be particularly concerned about her
… … … …
Xia Xingchen walked out of the side hall, her heart still beating wildly.
I stared at the wound on my hand for a long time, and suddenly, for some unknown reason, I felt that the wound didn't hurt anymore.
but…
Just now, the President checked her wound in front of the future First Lady. Was that a sign of concern
The next moment, he pouted awkwardly, feeling that he was being too sentimental.
How could he care about himself? It was probably because of his mysophobia! He would never eat crabs if his fingers were stained with blood.
Xia Xingchen felt that this was the only truly justifiable reason.
"Miss Xia, is your hand injured?" Leng Fei had sharp eyes and saw the wound on her finger at a glance.
"Oh, it's okay." She smiled and shook her head.
The housekeeper gestured and said politely, "Miss Xia, please come over here with me and let the doctor treat your wound."
Xia Xingchen nodded, and said to the old housekeeper as they walked: "Please send someone else in to serve. I am clumsy and can't handle it well."
"I'm sorry to have wronged you."
"What grievances are you talking about? One is our president, and the other is the future first lady. It would be great if I could help."
The housekeeper smiled and looked at her for a long while before he said with relief: "It's good if you think so. It proves that you have a very good vision and did not make a wrong choice in choosing the right person."
She knew what the housekeeper meant, and curled her lips, "Don't worry, I won't be so ignorant as to think I can do anything with him just because of the child. I know very well that there is a huge gap between our statuses."
"I'm sorry, Miss Xia, please don't blame me for being too talkative. I'm doing this for your own good."
Xia Xingchen did not respond. She knew that the housekeeper was right, she should be calm and not have any unnecessary fantasies.
… …
Xia Xingchen stayed upstairs the whole afternoon and did not come down again. She stood at the upstairs window and could see Bai Yeqing accompanying Song Weiyi the whole time.
First, he took her to visit the entire presidential palace estate, then took her to the winery, and then accompanied her to play golf on the golf course.
The two of them got along very well. Even if she just watched from a distance, she thought it was a very beautiful painting.
Xia Xingchen couldn't help but feel a little sad as she watched. With a stepmother in the family, would Dabai be wronged? And she... would have to move out at any time!
After dinner, Bai Yeqing saw Miss Song off, and then the driver came back with Dabai.
Xia Dabai was sulking as soon as he entered the room, ignoring everyone who spoke to him. He locked himself in the children's room and refused to come out.
Xia Xingchen had no choice but to let him do what he wanted. Just after coming out of the bathroom and drying her hair, someone knocked twice on the door and then pushed it open.
She looked up and saw Bai Yeqing standing at the door. She quickly turned off the hair dryer and stood up, "Mr. President."
"Didn't you go to see him?" Bai Yeqing asked.
"I have been there. But he is stubborn and no one can persuade him."
Bai Yeqing frowned and glanced at her, "Is this personality like yours?"
Xia Xingchen felt very aggrieved and pouted, "I'm not as stubborn as him."
Bai Yeqing glanced at her and said, "Whether she is stubborn or not remains to be verified, but she is definitely fierce."
Xia Xingchen was embarrassed. This man obviously still remembered the two bites he had given him.
"Come out, let's go see him together." Bai Yeqing said.
"Right away." Her hair was still a little wet, but she didn't care at the moment. She just sat in front of the dressing mirror and combed it casually.
Bai Yeqing stood at the door and waited, his eyes involuntarily resting on her.
She was wearing a rather conservative pajamas, a floral silk skirt that covered her knees. She looked a little bit like a quiet little girl.
Her legs were exposed, whiter than snow, and very tempting. Her hair was a little wet and hung on her shoulders, making her look elegant and sexy.
Bai Yeqing's gaze deepened slightly, with a hint of heat in his eyes.
Xia Xingchen just stood up and turned around.
Before he could look away, their eyes met, and the warmth in his eyes had not dissipated. She was startled, her heart skipped a beat, and her face immediately turned red.
"Is there something wrong with me?" she asked nervously.
"No." He shook his head. He then slowly withdrew his gaze, still in the same unobtrusive manner, and asked casually, "How's your hand?"
"I took care of it, and it doesn't hurt anymore."
"Yeah." He nodded.
Xia Xingchen walked out of the room and walked side by side with him on his right.