"Ugh." The assistant couldn't help but sigh, although he didn't know what his husband had to do with that woman before, but now he really felt sorry for her.

On a sunny morning, a large crowd of journalists and countless cameras gathered in front of the presidential palace.

Mozu Beitan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, his eyes scanned the black pressure outside the door, and his calm face was a little sleepy.

There was a knock on the door, and Quan Yiling, dressed in a bright black suit, strode behind the man and said, "Your Excellency, the time is up, we should go." ”

Mozu Beitan retracted his gaze, drank all the wine from the wine glass on the table next to him, and said softly: "How did you check the things I asked you to check?" ”

"Your Excellency, nothing has been found yet."

"Keep looking."

"Yes."

With the words gradually falling, Mozu Beitan turned around and left the office and came to the hall on the first floor, only to see a petite figure standing in the living room, watching him from afar.

Mozu Beitan stopped his pace, Qianzi Ke came to the man's side with the suit jacket that had already been ironed, served him to put on his clothes, raised his hand to help him arrange his tie seriously, glanced at the crowd outside the house, and asked softly: "I read the news, what are you going to do?" ”

"Are you worried about me?"

"Don't say anything indecent, what are you going to do, it won't have any bad impact on your identity, right?"

Mozu Beitan looked at the woman in front of him, his dark and deep pupils stared at the woman's eyes tightly, and his lips were as pale as water and spoke again: "Are you worried about me?" ”

Asakko frowned slightly: "No." ”

The corners of the man's mouth raised slightly: "Then why are you asking this?" ”

"Don't think about it, I just don't want your things to affect Baozi's life."

Mozu Beitan raised his eyebrows: "Whether it affects or not, you and your son can only stay here and are not allowed to go anywhere." ”

Asakko glared at the man, expressing dissatisfaction.

After the clothes were tidied up, Mozu Beitan strode towards the door, glanced at the woman again, and happened to meet the beautiful eyes.

For a second, the man retracted his gaze, and Qianzi Ke looked at the back of Mozu Beitan leaving, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

More than a dozen men in black stood in front of the presidential palace, forming a circle to block the crowd out, Mozu Beitan just walked out of the presidential palace, a group of people struggled to start asking questions, and the camera kept shooting.

"Excuse me, Mr. President, do you have anything to say about the photos posted online of you with other women?"

"Excuse me, do you want to explain what happened this time?"

"Your Excellency President, who is the woman in the photo?"

"Your Excellency, may I ask if you have made entertainment headlines shortly after taking office, will this have any impact on your political status?"

……

Mozu Beitan took the sunglasses from the assistant and put them on, and said coldly to the camera in front of him: "No comment!" ”

"Mr. President......"

The sedan drove away, leaving behind a trail of reporters and cameras sighing at the door.

Asako brushed the broken hair around her ear, opened her phone and looked at the date, and suddenly the screen jumped, and the time on the screen became a caller ID.

"Hey, hello."

"Zike, you haven't come to work for several days, is there something wrong at home?"

Gu Chuan's eager greeting came from the mobile phone, and Asakko pursed her lips and replied: "I've been spending the Mid-Autumn Festival with Baozi for the past few days, and I'll go to work later." ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Hanging up the phone, as soon as Asa Zike turned around, he saw the little guy hiding behind the sofa: "Baozi, what are you doing there?" ”

"Mommy, dad is the president, why do you still have to go to work, can't you play with me at home?" Mo Baozi looked at the woman in front of him with a confused face.

Asa Zike smiled, walked over and touched the little guy's head: "Because my mother wants to be an independent woman, not a little white rabbit, but a tigress!" ”