Good Morning, Mr. President!

He said that turning around would require someone to call the doctor.

Jing Rong mourned in his heart. He regretted that he shouldn't really listen to him and rushed to him to recuperate.

He was also puzzled now. How can such a person without eyesight make so many girlfriends before?

"I'm fine, and I'm not uncomfortable." He was worried that Wen Yanzhi really urged the crowd to call the doctor again and hurriedly stopped him. In the end, I felt helpless, sighed and opened my lips. "I've finished my porridge, don't call a doctor."

Wen Yanzhi raised her lips and was proud of her eyes. "It's almost the same."

Jing Rong looked at the slyness he had scratched in his eyes, and felt that he seemed to be tricked by this person! How could he be as stupid as he thought?

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at night.

Jing Yu had dinner alone. She watched the TV in the hall for a while, and her gaze could not help but drift outside. The weather forecast says that it will snow tonight, and this point seems to be snowing.

However, it was always quiet outside, and the owner of the house did not return.

She crouched on the sofa and played with the remote control. I didn't know how long it was, so she fell asleep on the sofa armrest. At midnight, the housekeeper awakened, "Ms. Jing, it's two o'clock, you should go upstairs to sleep."

"Two o'clock?" Jing Yu glanced at the wall clock on the wall. To be precise, it is already 2:15. She felt guilty about seeing the housekeeper who hadn't rested yet. It's because they sleep here that they can't get off work late. She removed the blanket from her body and folded it aside, "Sorry, you all go to rest, and I'm asleep too."

Butler bowed his head.

Jing Yu stood up, hesitated for a moment, and still asked, "Butler, is your husband back?"

The steward shook his head and said, "Mr. called at 11 o'clock and said that he would not be back tonight. He is now abroad. He will not be back for two days."

"..." Jing Yu froze. Then my heart suddenly became empty. He was on a business trip.

She just whispered ‘oh’ and said nothing. She got up and went upstairs.

Lying alone on the large bed, tossing and turning over but unable to fall asleep. In fact, I have lived here for a few days, and I am used to living in such a large room and sleeping in such a large bed, but I always feel that everything is wrong tonight. The pillows didn't seem as comfortable as usual, the bed was not as soft as usual, the fragrance on the sheets seemed to change, and even the light outside felt dazzling.

She was inexplicably picky.

This evening, Yu Zeyao did not return. The next day, Jing Yu originally wanted to go to the nursing home to accompany his father, but the bodyguards would not let go.

Jing Yu, who can't go anywhere, had to find something to do for himself. She asked the housekeeper to buy some herbal seeds for her outside, and cultivated herself in the warm flower room. Something small can be taken care of, at least life is not so boring. It's not long before the Spring Festival. Hopefully, as he said, she can return to the hospital to work as scheduled after the Spring Festival, and Jing Rong can also return to China to restart the missing course. Both of them are back on track.

For two days in a row, Yu Zeyao still did not return, and there was no news. At night, Jing Yu pulled out his personal number, but in the end, he just gave up. Pushing the phone back under the pillow, the call never went out.

the other side.

Yu Zeyao and his party were staying in a specific hotel. There are heavy guards inside and out. The night was dark, and after a busy day till now, he has not been sleepy. The mobile phone is on hand. It is a personal number. Few people know it except a few people. He looks forward to it ringing, after all, he has been away from Country S for two days. However, in the past two days, except for Wen Yanzhi's call to report Jing Rong's situation at any time, he never rang again.

That quietness made him feel like he was never cared for by her.

"Sir." Just then, the door of the room was knocked. Solemn voices rang out.

Yu Zeyao came back to God, straightened his face, and said, "Come in."

Solemnly pushed in, Yu Zeyao asked, "Is something so late?"

"Miss Mo just called."

Yu Zeyao frowned. "Is there anything to say?"

"Minister Mo will also come tomorrow. The evening banquet after this meeting will bring female dependents, so Miss Mo will come with Minister Mo tomorrow."

Yu Zeyao's complexion was always dull, without any ups and downs. Finally, she nodded indifferently, and responded indifferently: "I see."

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On the third day, after Jing Yu and Jing Rong talked, as soon as she hung up the phone, her phone rushed in.

Jing Yu picked up. Qi Jinnian's voice sounded excitedly over there, "Yuer, have you read the news?"

"What news?"

"CCAV's lace news today."

"Is there any news that you specifically called to gossip with me?"

"Of course!" Qi Jinnian's tone was not lowered at all. "You won't really be indifferent to the vice president's affairs, right?"

After listening to Qi Jinnian's mention of him, she also thought of the four words “lace news” she said. My heart tightened and I groaned for a while and asked, "Is there news about him and Miss Mo?"

"It turns out that you are concerned too, I don't think you really care at all."

Jing Yu didn't say anything.

Qi Jinnian seemed to feel her depression, and for a moment, she asked tentatively, "Have you not seen yet? Would you like me to send you a look?"

Jing Yu thought he would not want to see it. After all these things, she knew well.

But the words of the exit are: "Okay, you can send me on WeChat."

The two girls hung up the phone, Jing Yu returned to the room, sitting on the sofa at the window, staring at the barren winter scenery outside the window. Qi Jinnian was very concerned about her, and quickly found a news link and sent it to her, with a line of text, "Fish, please ask him carefully. Don't be fooled."

Jing Yu simply responded with a 'um' word.

Click on the news link. The first purpose is to have a dinner party attended by politicians from all over the world. They stood side by side. Facing the camera, both of them were calm and calm, but low-key but dazzling.

He was wearing a black suit and a dark blue tie. Mo Huan just wore a blue skirt, so pure and generous, the two complemented each other.

The netizens' messages below the link are very neat, as if they were scheduled, all are:

-Happiness is: your tie my skirt.

Jing Yu closed the link silently. Set your phone aside. At first, I was sitting on the sofa looking at the scenery outside, and finally, I leaned on the sofa crookedly.

However, no matter how you adjust your posture, your chest is still stuffy.