Good Morning, Mr. President!

"The more you say the more outrageous, who has done bad things?" Xia Xingchen said to her. Women in love are soft when they talk, they have a sweetness that others can peep out of.

Chi Weiyang drank his milk tea, and then nodded his head. "Yeah, no bad thing, it ’s natural to breed. Good thing!"

She gave it a white look, "You didn't come to see me for dinner today, did you come to see me?"

"How dare you, but our future President's wife." Chi Weiyang's last words, kept his voice low.

"Talking again."

Xia Xingchen was unable to take her mouth. At this moment, the waiter brought the dishes. The two were eating slowly and chatting with a smile.

When the two were talking about the working environment in two places, what Xia Xingchen wanted to say was stopped by a pair of people who suddenly appeared outside. Her extra words got stuck in her throat, her eyes only looked out the window, and she couldn't get back.

"Stars?" Chi Weiyang looked at her suspiciously. Xia Xingchen immediately returned to God to answer, but it was too late.

Ji Weiyang's gaze followed her sight. At that glance, her face was gone.

It is Fu Yichen.

And, not alone.

There is a woman around. The woman seemed to be pregnant, her belly was slightly raised, and Fu Yichen went into a baby products store alongside her.

Fu Yichen's appearance was quite careful.

Xia Xingchen looked at the pond Weiyang. I saw that Chi Weiyang's eye circles had turned red.

What does Fu Yichen mean to her?

As a teenage girl, her most beautiful dream. Her heartbeat only beats for such a man.

How many years she loved him, she forgot herself. In the years he disappeared, she recalled his name countless times in midnight dreams, and awakened from dreams by crying countless times.

She hollowed out her entire body and lived like a walking dead for many years. She tortured herself to death, but in the end, she failed to take out the word 'Fu Yichen' from her heart. Instead, the deeper the seed, the more painful it becomes.

"Weiyang ..." Xia Xingchen called her softly, she didn't even know what to say to comfort her. At this moment, all comfort is in fact pale.

The knife of love is not inserted into your heart, you never know how deep the pain will be, and you will never feel the same.

"... I'm fine." Chi Weiyang laughed. She admired herself so much that she could laugh now.

Xia Xingchen asked softly: "Shall we go up and ask him clearly?"

"How to ask? What identity do you ask?" Chi Weiyang took a deep breath and put in the water beads swirling in his eyes. "That's his wife ..."

Xia Xingchen was shocked. When they were so close last time on the court, she thought that it was all handled. did not expect……

Just then, her phone vibrated. Is a text message. The sender is 'Little White'.

"Not in the cafeteria?"

What he asked meant, did he go to the cafeteria?

Xia Xingchen didn't return, he only withdrew money from his wallet and asked the waiter to pay. Now both of them have no appetite.

When walking out of the restaurant, Chi Weiyang forced himself not to take a closer look at the direction of men and women. One more look, it was all masochism. She has inserted countless knives in her heart, and then puts her hands on her.

She took a taxi and left. Xia Xingchen was worried, and called her again and told her a few times. At the end of the call, her voice was clearly choked, and she felt a little confused.

Looking at the mother and baby shop with a heavy heart. Across the road, Fu Yichen's figure was still very outstanding. That graceful presence in the crowd can be recognized at a glance.

He was bowing his head and talking to the woman around him, his expression was mild and mild. To outsiders, the two were a happy couple.

As she walked to the office, she took her cell phone to give Bai Yeqing a message, "Can I go upstairs to find you?"

After a while, he returned to her. It's very simple, it's the word 'up'.

Not even punctuation.

Xia Xingchen sighed, took the phone back into his pocket, wrapped it in a woolen cloth, and walked quickly.

………………………………

To go to the top floor is not so easy. There is no excuse for such a place, how can you go up casually?

Xia Xingchen walked to the elevator all the way, pondering the reason all the way. However, I haven't figured it out yet.

"Miss Xia."

It was cold brown.

"Lieutenant Leng." She said hello and bowed lightly.

Leng brown can't stand her bow, but it's not private. She has to look at it. "This is a very important document. I happen to have something. You can help me. On the top floor, you must hand it to Mr. President. . "

Leng brown's voice was not high or low, everyone else heard it. A good excuse.

Xia Xingchen smiled slightly and nodded, "It must be delivered."

Leng brown lowered his voice, "Hurry up."

Xia Xingchen went up from the ordinary elevator and turned to another elevator on the top floor. This time is the rest time. Most of the people on the top floor have eaten. It is very quiet and there are no people coming and going.

She relaxed and knocked on the door, holding the papers. When she said ‘in’, she pushed the door open.

"Mr President."

The business official bowed at the door. He didn't look up, his fingers tapped on the slim laptop, his fingers were long and slender. Xia Xingchen felt that he was not trivial in evil. Seems to look particularly good to him.

"What's up? Come here."

She didn't even look up and knew she was in a daze.

Xia Xingchen put the documents on the table, separated by a distance from his desk, "This is the document that the cold cup asked me to send up. It is very important."

"Hmm." He opened the file and looked at it, as if he knew what the file was, so he didn't look at it anymore, but just set it aside.

"What you eat in the cafeteria?" She asked.

"Come to me." He glanced down at his side. Xia Xingchen smiled, took a step to the side, and was pulled by him to let her sit on her lap.

Xia Xingchen's heartbeat accelerated a bit.

This closeness is not very suitable in this environment.

"This is the office," she reminded him, glancing at him. After all, the last time he came to his office was in the middle of the night, and it was not his subordinate status. But now, it's completely different. She is his clerk, the one under him.

"It's not working time now." Bai Yeqing talked to her lowly, his lips pressed against her ears, and the breath was full of the fragrance from her.

It seems like the tiredness of the morning disappears in this fragrance.