Chapter 132 132 Back to the Presidential Palace Again (1)

A group of three people walked out, and as soon as they left the entrance of the hospital, they heard a lively sound.

"Mr. President, in 15 days it will be your engagement banquet with Miss Song, will this marriage between the two families have any impact on the political landscape?"

"Where will you and Miss Song hold their engagement banquet, and when the time comes, will there be a holiday and the whole country will celebrate together?"

"Now that the engagement date has been decided, when are you going to get married? It is said that you are a political marriage, is there really no affection between the two? ”

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On the steps of the hospital, the media surrounded them. Everyone's questions, thrown out, are more and more exciting than the other.

Xia Xingchen listened to it, didn't look up, just walked out quickly with his luggage. However, the road ahead was blocked by reporters and various super-large instruments. The driver had already come up to clear the crowd for the old lady and Xia Guopeng, she was carrying things in her hand, and her body was much more slender than those men, so it was very difficult to get out of the crowd.

After barely walking a few steps, the reporters suddenly swarmed up again, and seeing this, she hurriedly stepped back, her heel hit the steps, her feet were unstable, and her body had fallen down, falling heavily on the steps. Seeing that the crowd was about to trample on, she was startled, and in a panic she wanted to get up, but her elbow was suddenly clasped by a big palm. A strong and powerful force easily pulled her up.

Xia Xingchen hadn't come back to her senses yet, only listening to the countless sounds of 'click' and 'click' in a row, and the film flashed so much that she couldn't open her eyes at all. She blocked the light with her hand, looked sideways, and realized that it was Bai Yeqing who was holding her. Two people, staring at each other, the intense light flashed so brightly that she was dazzled. His figure enveloped her densely, and his gaze fell on her, deep and complex.

Xia Xingchen was stunned for a long time, and met his gaze in a daze, as if his soul had been drained, and he couldn't return to his senses for a long time. Until, the reporter's question came again.

"Mr. President, do you know this young lady?"

"What is your relationship?"

"You look intimate, are you old acquaintances?"

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This time, all the questions were focused on Xia Xingchen. She admired the media's keen sense of smell, and it was just such an accident that they were able to say the words 'old acquaintance' and 'intimacy'.

Coming back to his senses, he smiled at him, politely and detachedly, "Thank you, Mr. President." ”

Definitely the attitude of the general population towards the president.

The hand was quietly withdrawn from his palm. He didn't speak, his face tensed, his thin lips pursed into a line. He just watched coldly as she stepped aside from him and retreated to a safe distance. The color of his eyes sank a little.

The microphone and camera went directly to Xia Xingchen. The smile on her face was just right, "I am a family member of this patient, and it is an honor to meet Mr. President this time." My father's recovery is also thanks to Mr. President. ”

It turned out that it was just family members.

Everyone was a little discouraged. I thought I could dig up a good gossip.

Bai Yeqing's face darkened, and he didn't say anything, just glanced back at Xia Xingchen heavily, and then looked at Leng Brown again.

Xia Xingchen was a little drumming in his heart, and he didn't stay long, and came out of the crowd. Leng Brown received Mr. President's eyes, quietly lifted Xia Xingchen's luggage from the side, protected her, and made her leave easily.

As soon as she left, the media's attention naturally fell on him again. He seemed to be in a very bad mood, much worse than just now, facing the media, he didn't say a word, just walked down the steps with a cold face. Xia Xingchen didn't look back, and when he got to the bottom of the steps, he said to Leng Brown: "Thank you, give me the luggage." ”

"You get in the car, I'll carry your luggage for you."

"Don't." Xia Xingchen insisted on taking the luggage in his hand, "I know that you are the secretary and adjutant under him, and those media are very good at chasing after the wind, and I don't want to cause trouble for him." Go back to him. ”

Leng Brown was relieved, "Your Excellency would be very happy if you knew that Miss Xia still cared about him so much." ”

Xia Xingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, he raised his head and pulled his lips, "I haven't had a chance to congratulate him yet, and I have the opportunity to trouble you to help me convey it." ”

Leng Brown embarrassed, "This kind of words, I think Miss Xia will be more sincere if she conveys it in person." ”

If he dares to say this, he will be killed by a slap in the eye, right?

"Without further ado, my grandma and my dad are still waiting for me." Xia Xingchen looked back at the car parked on the side of the road, "I'll go first." ”

"Okay. I still want to congratulate Mr. Xia for getting through this difficult time safely. ”

"I thank you for my dad."

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Leng Brown watched Xia Xingchen leave before returning to the crowd. Separated the reporters and escorted Mr. President back to the car.

Bai Yeqing got into the car and let Leng Brown also sit in the car. The two of them, sitting facing each other, Bai Yeqing's face was still calm, and he was looking at the network email, and after a while, he seemed to speak casually: "What are you talking about?" ”

"Huh?" Leng Brown looked up at him, as if puzzled.

Bai Yeqing frowned, as if he was quite dissatisfied with his slow response. After a cold moment, it suddenly dawned on him, "It turns out that you asked me what I just talked to Miss Xia about!" ”

Bai Yeqing didn't admit or deny it, he just straightened his body and sat up straighter. Keep your eyes on the mail. Like the answer, he didn't really care. However, only he knows best in his heart whether he really cares or not.

"That...... Miss Xia did talk to me about something, but ...... I don't dare to tell you. ”

He paused and raised his eyelids gracefully. A layer of cold sweat broke out on Leng Brown's forehead, "Do you really want to hear it?" ”

"Say."

"Ahem!" Leng Brown cleared her throat, simply let it go, and sat upright and said, "Miss Xia said that I would convey a 'congratulations' to you on her behalf." ”

"What?" Bai Yeqing didn't seem to understand the last two words, his eyes stared at Leng Brown coldly, and his voice was also cold, "Repeat again." ”

Leng Brown was playing drums in the bottom of his heart, and he knew that this was not a good job. He was numb, plucked up his courage, and said slowly: "Miss Xia said...... Congratulations on your engagement to Miss Song. ”

Before his words fell, there was a "pop-" sound, and the iPad was thrown aside and hit the wall of the car with a muffled sound. Someone's face suddenly became as gloomy as black charcoal. The air pressure in the carriage is so low that it can't be lower.

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[Regarding the reporter's Q&A, please do not automatically bring in the media in our country and the situation of one-party rule, please bring in the media in Britain and the United States that are not afraid of death. 】

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