Good Morning, Mr. President!

Immediately afterwards, a shadow of Qian came into her eyes.

The woman is graceful in shape, dressed in a goose yellow long dress, the wind blows, and the veil flutters, which is very beautiful.

She and Bai Yeqing walked side by side. Yang Shou didn't know what he was talking to him. He still looked tender and mild, but occasionally nodded in response.

It's a beautiful painting. Good-looking men and pretty women.

Xia Xingchen looked back and bent out to close the window. These are not the worlds she can focus on, so don't be so good.

"Well, who is she?"

When the window was closed and there was only a small slit left, the young woman's voice rang downstairs.

Xia Xingchen's heart rang slightly and looked down subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, everyone looked up at her direction at this moment. The young woman's face searched, Bai Yeqing's eyes stared at her heavily. Looking at the housekeeper aside, I was constantly sweating.

Xia Xingchen also did not expect that closing the window upstairs would attract attention. There was a moment of panic in her heart, but soon she was calm again, smiled slightly, and closed the window unhurriedly.

Downstairs, Song Yiwei was curious about Xia Xingchen's identity that suddenly appeared in the presidential palace. However, Bai Yeqing didn't mention it, so she didn't dare to ask more. Before entering the door, I couldn't help glancing at the window.

Could it be that the President is already in the Golden House?

She glanced sideways and peeped at Bai Yeqing quietly, but his face was still calm and there was no clue.

…………

upstairs.

Before Xia Xingchen rang the bell, the maid hurried up.

"Miss Xia, you shouldn't show up at the window. In case Miss Song misunderstood, things would be bad."

"Sorry, it's my idea. But, get me a maid's clothes and hurry up!"

"what?"

"Stop it!"

Xia Xingchen gave a rush, and the other party didn't dare to neglect any more, and hurriedly took a maid suit upstairs.

Xia Xingchen neatly took off her clothes and put on a black and white maid outfit.

"Miss Xia, are you ...?"

The other party was shocked when she saw her dress. Although she is unlikely to be the wife of the President, after all, she is the biological mother of the young master. Who dares to use her as a servant?

"First dispel Miss Song's doubts before talking, so as not to cause bad influence." Xia Xingchen explained while pulling her hair.

Right now, you can only make sense if you say you are a servant at the presidential palace.

The servant no longer said anything.

Here, the door to the banquet room was closed. Leng brown and several guards were standing at the door.

Xia Xingchen came downstairs, Leng Lin's gaze hurried past her, and then, after a pause, she turned her eyes back and looked again, only to realize that she was her.

"Miss Xia, you are ..."

"Shh! Don't call me Miss Xia." Xia Xingchen glanced at the living room.

At this moment, the maid came over with coffee and snacks. The steward took it and said to Xia Xingchen: "Miss Xia, I'm sorry, I can only trouble you."

Xia Xingchen understood the meaning of housekeeper. I just want Song to know that she is the servant of the presidential palace. Xia Xingchen also has this intention.

Nodding, went in with refreshments.

Only when the door was pushed open a little slit, I heard Song's only coquettish laughter coming from inside, "You didn't let me play chess with you when you were young, now you let me."

"I did not expect Miss Song to remember her childhood."

"Mr. President, call me the only one."

Bai Yeqing nodded slightly, glanced over her head, he did not wear her diamond hairpin.

"I don't like the gift I gave?" He asked, rubbing his crystal chess piece gently with his thumb.

"I like it, I like it so much. My mother praises Mr. President's vision. But ... I don't want to wear it. I'm afraid I can't find it if I accidentally drop it."

Bai Yeqing smiled lightly, "If you like it, we'll buy it again."

Song Weiyi was in a very good mood, and his voice became sweeter and sweeter, "That's different. That's your first gift, Mr. President, with a different meaning."

Xia Xingchen was standing at the door, listening to the two of you saying a word to me, and suddenly felt that his appearance seemed particularly redundant.

In Song's sole discourse, the expressions of worship and admiration for Bai Yeqing are all expressed. Bai Yeqing was also rare and gentle to her, not as cold as usual to herself.

Thinking of this, Xia Xingchen stunned his head again.

What are you thinking about? Why do you want to involve yourself in the matter between the President and the future President ’s wife? Is she a flat-headed commoner?

Shake your head and shake all your thoughts away. Just walked over with a snack.

They are playing chess, crystal chess pieces and jade chessboards, and one person occupies one side. Xia Xingchen didn't bother, but set aside the snack in silence.

"Well! Wait!" When turning around and going out, he was stopped by Song Wei. "Are you the girl just upstairs?"

Bai Yeqing raised his eyes and saw her, her eyes darkened.

It was rare to see her wearing a maid's suit with a low-brow eyebrow.

"Miss Song is good. Because the housekeeper said that it will rain for a while, I just went upstairs and closed the windows." Xia Xingchen explained.

"You ... are the servants here?" Song only looked at her with doubt.

"Yes."

"That's it, you stay and help me peel the crab shells." Song only glanced at the crab king that had just been brought up. Song is the only one who likes to eat crabs. He was already there in the kitchen.

Uh?

Xia Xingchen froze for a moment. Did she really call herself a servant?

The only glance at Song was that he didn't want to do it.

However, after thinking about it, here is the Presidential Palace. She wants to stay with Dabai for a while. It wouldn't be good if it only caused Song to be kicked out.

Peel it!

I took the crab peeling tool and stepped back to handle the crab shell. With tools in hand, it's easy.

Unexpectedly, Song Weiyi turned his face suddenly and said, "You peel it with your bare hands, and don't use tools. It will affect me and Mr. President playing chess.

Uh? unarmed?

What? Isn't it so big for a crab to be peeled by hand?

Xia Xingchen muttered unhappyly, glanced at Mr. President, gritted his teeth, and bare hands. Much better than being kicked out.

It was so sweaty that it was peeled off.

"Ah ..." When she struck a crab leg with her bare hands, the sharp shell suddenly pierced her fingers.

She whispered in pain, and immediately bleed beads from her fingers.

Here, Bai Yeqing moved a moment, his grim brows were raised, and his gaze was projected at her. Shen Sheng asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, nothing, nothing ..." Xia Xingchen shook her head and put her hands behind her back. Just now her exclaiming voice was very low, like a sigh.

She didn't expect him to hear it.

However, was his frown so tightly blamed that she shouldn't bother them?