Xia Xingchen successfully completed the assessment, and announced that he would rehire her into the Ministry of Foreign Affairs at that time.

"Miss Xia, please take care of me in the future."

The person in charge of the personnel department personally shook hands with her and was respectful. Xia Xingchen was flattered, thinking that it was for Yu Zenan's sake. For a while, I was even more curious about Yu Zenan's identity.

Could it be that he is also a high-ranking political official?

When he came out with the letter of employment, Chi Weiyang was already waiting there. Xia Xingchen shook the letter of appointment at her proudly, and Chi Weiyang hugged her excitedly, "You have to have a treat!" That's a great thing! ”

"No problem." Xia Xingchen agreed.

"But before you get a treat, you'll have to make things clear to me." Chi Weiyang was thinking about what she had just said.

Xia Xingchen glanced at the corridor, there were people coming and going. There were many people, and she cautiously pulled Chi Weiyang to the terrace on the highest floor.

This season, there is already a faint coolness in the wind.

Xia Xingchen whispered to Chi Weiyang about the matter. 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: "Hurry up and pinch to see if I'm dreaming." ”

Xia Xingchen was so funny that he pinched her face angrily.

Chi Weiyang 'ouch' and jumped up with joy, "It's not a dream." My godson is actually the president's son? Oh my God, this is incredible. What kind of luck do you think I'm able to have a relationship with the president's wife. ”

"Okay, the more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes!" Xia Xingchen pulled Chi Weiyang and lowered his voice, "What is the president's wife, he and I are not what you think at all." ”

"How not? Don't you all already have children? Does he want to be irresponsible? ”

Xia Xingchen looked ahead from afar, groaned, and said, "I don't need him to be responsible." If it was love or marriage that came because of responsibility, I wouldn't want it. Again...... He now has a fiancée candidate. ”

"Who?"

"Vice President Song, do you know?"

"Of course."

"The vice president's daughter, Miss Song. They are the people of the world. ”

Chi Weiyang glanced at Xia Xingchen and didn't speak. The excitement just now, at this point, has calmed down a lot.

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 be tempted by him." ”

Xia Xingchen smiled, "Don't worry about this, I know." ”

"That's good." Ji Weiyang patted her on the shoulder.

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At night.

In the presidential office, Fu Yichen quietly came over to change his medicine.

"The recovery is quite good, it seems that this Miss Xia is a panacea."

Bai Yeqing glanced at him, "What does it have to do with her?" ”

When I mentioned the woman, I remembered her blind date.

Eyebrows, furrowed.

"How can that be okay? Your painkiller. Fu Yichen said with interest: "Your pain-relieving method really opened my eyes." ”

Leng Brown on the side didn't know what happened last time, so he only asked: "Could it be that there is a painkiller that you don't know about Dr. Fu in the world?" ”

"Kissing painkillers, you've seen them?"

"Shut up!" Bai Yeqing had a cold face, "Tell me more." ”

"Alright, bandaged." Fu Yichen smiled and didn't continue to speak.

Enough ridicule is enough.

Leng Brown asked, "Is Your Excellency resting in the office at such a late hour?" ”

Bai Yeqing thought for a moment, "No, go home." ”

"......" Leng Brown nodded.

Mr. President has changed.

In the past, I didn't necessarily go back to the presidential palace once a month, and I was too busy with work, and most of them rested in the office, but now I go back more and more often. I don't know if it's because there is a young master in the family, or because of another woman in the family.

………………

Xia Xingchen was carrying her clothes to the disinfection room - although the servants were busy with these jobs, she still took care of her own affairs. Sooner or later, she would have to move out of this house, so she couldn't let herself adapt and get used to everything here.

When she walked out of the room, she saw the posture downstairs, and she could see that Mr. President was coming back. Xia Xingchen thought about it, didn't stop, and just walked towards the disinfection room.

"Mr. President!" The man's long figure stepped in, and the servant greeted him respectfully. Someone had already stepped forward and taken the suit he handed over.

"Have you eaten yet?" The housekeeper asked.

"Not yet."

"The kitchen has prepared a meal for you, please come to the dining room and wait for a while."

"What?"

The butler reported some menus, and as he listened, his brows furrowed slightly.

It's too rich, but it's not much of an appetite.

"Xia Xingchen!"

Just as he was about to disappear into the corridor, he was stopped by a faint voice.

She was stunned.

He looked down at him downstairs.

"I'm hungry and want to eat dumplings."

Embarrassment.

So, Mr. President, is this trying to let yourself cook for him?

"Your Excellency wants to eat dumplings, hurry up and prepare them." The steward commanded the others.

Bai Yeqing raised his hand to stop it, just looking at Xia Xingchen, "Come down." ”

………………

Xia Xingchen felt that he was evil at all. can obviously refuse, does he have anything to do with whether he is hungry or not? Moreover, she also reminded herself early in the morning to keep her distance from the man in front of her.

However, if you refuse, you can't continue to say it when it comes to your lips. For a long time, all I could think of was his 'I'm hungry'. It's a little pitiful, like a child who no one cares about.

That's it! He is also to deal with national affairs, so he can't even take care of eating.

After all, the recent investigation of the case by the White Feather Palace is really worrying about appeasing the people. Fortunately, he did a great job.

Xia Xingchen sighed, handed over the clothes in his hand to the servant who came to pick him up, and slowly went downstairs.

She walked straight to the kitchen, and Bai Yeqing went upstairs to bathe. The two passed by, and he didn't look at her much. Anyway, in the past few days, he has been lukewarm to her, and he doesn't have a very good face.

Xia Xingchen is used to it.

Rummaging out the dumplings from the refrigerator, the maid came in and asked her if she wanted help. She shook her head and refused.

The maid said: "I really don't know when Mr. President likes to eat these foods." I used to be very picky, and these quick-frozen things would never be touched. ”

"Maybe it's a whim."

The servant nodded, and took a pen to carefully write down Mr. President's preferences. It seems that dumplings will often be stocked in the refrigerator in the future.

After a while, Xia Xingchen cooked the dumplings, and Mr. President also came down.

When she arrived at the restaurant with the dumplings, he was already sitting there, looking down at something. It was all words she couldn't read, like Arabic documents.