After Xia Xingchen successfully completed the assessment, it was announced that she would be re-hired by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
"Miss Xia, please take care of me in the future."
The head of the HR department shook hands with her personally, very respectfully. Xia Xingchen was flattered, probably because of Yu Zenan's face. She was even more curious about Yu Zenan's identity.
Could it be that he is also a high-ranking political official
When she came out with the letter of appointment, Chi Weiyang was already waiting there. Xia Xingchen proudly waved the letter of appointment at her, and Chi Weiyang hugged her excitedly, "You have to treat us! This is a great thing!"
"No problem." Xia Xingchen agreed immediately.
"However, before you treat me, you have to explain things clearly to me." Chi Weiyang was thinking about what she had just let slip.
Xia Xingchen glanced at the long corridor, which was full of people coming and going. With so many people and eyes, she carefully pulled Chi Weiyang to the terrace on the top floor.
In this season, there is a slight chill in the wind.
Xia Xingchen whispered the matter to Chi Weiyang. Chi Weiyang was so shocked that his mouth opened wide and he couldn't close it for a long time.
"Xingchen, Xingchen, pinch me!" Chi Weiyang said, "Pinch me quickly to see if I am dreaming."
Xia Xingchen found it funny and pinched her face unhappily.
Chi Weiyang cried out "Ouch" and jumped for joy, "It's not a dream. My godson is actually the president's son? Oh my god, this is too incredible. How lucky am I to be able to have a relationship with the president's wife."
"Alright, you're getting more and more ridiculous!" Xia Xingchen pulled Chi Weiyang back and lowered her voice, "Madam President, he and I are not what you think."
"Why not? Don't you already have children? Does he want to not be responsible?"
Xia Xingchen looked far ahead, pondered for a moment, and then said: "I don't need him to be responsible. If the love or marriage comes because of responsibility, I don't want it. Besides... he already has a candidate for a fiancée."
"who?"
"Vice President Song, do you know?"
"certainly."
"The Vice President's daughter, Miss Song. They are from the same world."
Chi Weiyang glanced at Xia Xingchen and said nothing. He had calmed down from the excitement just now.
Mr. President is the star hanging in the sky, and people like them are out of reach. If you really want to touch it, how hard will it be
Chi Weiyang said: "Xingchen, if you don't want to be too sad in the future, don't fall in love with him."
Xia Xingchen smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, I know."
"That's good." Chi Weiyang patted her shoulder.
… … … …
night.
In the Presidential Office, Fu Yichen came quietly and changed his medicine.
"The recovery is quite good. It seems that Miss Xia is a panacea."
Bai Yeqing glanced at him, "What does it have to do with her?"
When I mention that woman, I think of her blind date.
The space between the eyebrows is tightly furrowed.
"How can it not matter? Your pain-relieving elixir." Fu Yichen said with interest: "Your method of pain relief really opened my eyes."
Leng Fei, who was standing by, didn't know what happened last time, so he just asked, "Is there any pain relief method in the world that you don't know about, Doctor Fu?"
"Have you ever seen the kissing pain relief method?"
"Shut up!" Bai Yeqing said coldly, "Get out of here if you keep talking nonsense."
"Okay, it's bandaged." Fu Yichen smiled and didn't say anything else.
Just enough teasing.
Leng Fei asked, "It's so late, are you going to stay in the office?"
Bai Yeqing thought for a moment and said, "No, let's go home."
“…” Leng Fei nodded.
The President has changed.
In the past, I might not be able to go back to the Presidential Palace once a month. I was too busy with work and mostly rested in the office. But now I go back more and more frequently. I don't know if it's because there is a little master at home or because of another woman at home.
… … …
Xia Xingchen was carrying clothes to the disinfection room - although the servants were busy with these tasks, she still had to do her own things. Sooner or later, she would move out of this house, so she couldn't let herself adapt and get used to everything here casually.
When she walked out of the room and saw the situation downstairs, she knew that the President was coming back. Xia Xingchen thought about it and walked straight to the disinfection room without stopping.
"Mr. President!" A tall man walked in and the servant greeted him respectfully. Someone stepped forward and took the suit he handed over.
"Have you eaten?" asked the butler.
"not yet."
"The kitchen has prepared a meal for you. Please go to the dining room and wait for a while."
"What is it?"
The butler read out the menu and he listened with a slight frown on his face.
It’s too rich and I don’t have an appetite.
"Xia Xingchen!"
Just as I was about to disappear in the corridor, I was stopped by a faint voice.
She was stunned.
She lowered her head and looked at him downstairs.
"I'm hungry and want to eat dumplings."
Oops.
So, Mr. President wants me to cook for him
"Your Excellency wants to eat dumplings. Go and prepare them quickly." The butler instructed others.
Bai Ye raised his hand to stop him, and just looked at Xia Xingchen, "Come down."
… … …
Xia Xingchen felt like she was possessed. She could have refused. What did his hunger have to do with her? Besides, she had reminded herself to keep a distance from the man in front of her.
However, the words of rejection were on my lips but I just couldn't say them. For a long time, the only thing in my mind was his words "I'm hungry". I felt a little pitiful, like a child who was left unattended.
That's all! He was busy dealing with state affairs, so he didn't even have time to eat.
After all, the case that Bai Yugong had been investigating recently was really stressful in order to appease the people. Fortunately, he did a good job.
Xia Xingchen sighed, handed the clothes in her hand to the servant who came to take her, and slowly walked downstairs.
She went straight to the kitchen, while Bai Yeqing went upstairs to take a shower. The two of them passed by each other, and he didn't even look at her. Anyway, he had been indifferent to her these past few days, and didn't have a very good expression.
Xia Xingchen is used to it.
After she took out the dumplings from the refrigerator, the servant came in and asked her if she needed help. She shook her head and refused.
The servant said, "I don't know when Mr. President started liking these foods. He used to be very picky and would never touch these frozen foods."
"Maybe it was a spur of the moment thing."
The servant nodded and took a pen to carefully write down the president's preferences. It seems that dumplings will have to be kept in the refrigerator regularly in the future.
After a while, Xia Xingchen finished cooking the dumplings and the President also came down.
When she brought the dumplings to the restaurant, he was already sitting there, looking down at something. It was all written in words she couldn't understand, like an Arabic document.