Good Morning, Mr. President! Chapter 71

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Xia Xingchen felt mixed emotions: it’s lonely at the top, and the higher he climbs, the more helpless and laborious he will be…

So a man like him actually needs a woman who can share all these with him, right?

Will Song Weiyi be that woman?

Thinking of Song, Xia Xingchen’s eyes darkened. But that was not what she should have considered, so she shook her head to throw away these messy thoughts, and then carefully covered him with his coat.

Bai Yeqing was half asleep, holding her hand and putting it on his chest.

Xia Xingchen could feel his strong heartbeat by touching his palm, and her heart started pounding faster. For a long time, she stared at his calm and tranquil face quietly.

………………

Ten minutes later, Xia Xingchen had to wake him up.

Bai Yeqing soon sat up, and his coat slipped from him onto the carpet. Xia Xingchen stooped to pick it up, “Go wash your face.”

“… H'm.”

Leng Fei came in at the moment, “Your Excellency.”

“What happened?”

Leng Fei took a look at Xia Xingchen and hesitated. She was a smart person, so she got up quickly and said, “I have to go downstairs now.”

“Just go ahead, there are no outsiders here.” Bai Yeqing said to Leng Fei.

Leng Fei could only reply, “Miss Song is here.”

“…” Bai Yeqing glared at Leng Fei who felt very wronged as it was Mr. President that required his reply!

Hearing the words “Miss Song”, Xia Xingchen walked faster. Bai Yeqing frowned at her back, “Xia Xingchen!”

She continued to walk out as if she didn't hear him.

Leng Fei stopped her and said, “Miss Xia, His Excellency is calling you.”

“Ah? Uh? What’s the matter?” She turned around as nothing happened. Bai Yeqing observed her face for a while and stood up from the sofa, “I have something important to call on you tomorrow night, so get prepared for it.”

………………

Something important, what could it be? But tomorrow was his birthday, maybe he wanted her and the kid to celebrate it together.

Xia Xingchen went downstairs and threw herself back to work. However, from time to time, she would get absent-minded. Following the Minister of Finance and other senior officials in the hall, she had never seen Bai Yeqing or Song Weiyi again.

During the break, she sneaked off the side hall to get some fresh air and then encountered Xu Yan unexpectedly.

“Are you okay? Have you recovered from your cold?" Xu Yan brought her a gla.s.s of juice and asked.

She nodded, "Yes, I'm OK now. Thank you so much that day."

“You are too polite to me.” Xu Yan smiled.

The two of them leaned on the corridor wall, watching waiters walked back and forth in a hurry, a lively scene. However, an awkward silence fell between them. Xu Yan had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start. When Xia Xingchen finished her juice and was about to return to the side hall, Xu Yan abruptly spoke in a low voice, “Miss Song is here too, do you know?”

Xia Xingchen got a little bit anxious, but she pretended to be unwitting, “Which Miss Song?”

“Just in the main hall, she waltzed with Mr. President. It was awesome." Xu Yan looked at her, “The whole audience applauded and said they were well matched.”

“…” Xia Xingchen felt the juice in her mouth tasted particularly bitter. After a while, she looked up and smiled at Xu Yan, “What a pity, I missed that beautiful performance.”

Xu Yan's eyes darkened, “There will be more opportunities in the future for you to watch such performances. You know what I mean…"

After a pause, he added, “They will get married.”

The smile on Xia Xingchen’s face didn't fade away. She put the cup gently in a dish carried by a waiter and said, “I have to go now. It’s busy inside, and I only get one minute for a break. You can also go ahead with what you are doing now."

More complexities showed in Xu Yan's eyes. Looking at her turning back, he wanted to say something more but failed.

He just didn’t want her to be a flying moth darts into the fire, or much worse – falling to pieces.

But now, was he qualified to give her so much advice?

…………

It was an unprecedented hard night for Xia Xingchen. After the interns.h.i.+p stage, she had been prepared for such a workload for a long time. But tonight was especially tough for her.

And she didn't know why she would feel so.

She felt her chest stuffy until she came out of the parliament hall. Standing in the breeze, the gloom cloud still lingered over her head.

Chi Weiyang asked, “It’s quite late. Would you like to stay with me for tonight?”

“I'd rather not, I smell bad now. I'd better go back and take a good bath.”

Chi Weiyang said nothing more, and they stopped the taxi and went home respectively.

When Xia Xingchen returned to the presidential residence, it was very late at night. The butler and others were still waiting in the hall.

She took off her coat and the servant quickly took it over. She asked, “Is the young master sleeping?”

“He went to bed early.”

“Well…” She looked upstairs, “Has he come back yet?”

“His Excellency said that he will not be back tonight.”

“… I see.”

Xia Xingchen asked nothing more and walked slowly upstairs. The words Xu Yan said to her tonight echoed in her mind at the moment.

They will get married…

Yeah, they will get married in the future…

After taking a bath, she lay in bed, tossing and turning for a long time.

The next day.

Early in the morning, she and her kid had breakfast together.

Xia Dabai stared at her for a long time, and she noticed, “Have your breakfast, why look at me?”

“You’re in a bad mood.”

“… No.”

“I can see it all.”

“No, I am not.” Xia Xingchen was reluctant to admit that she was in a bad mood. For what she was in a bad mood?

Xia Dabai scooped porridge and grumbled, “A stubborn woman is not cute at all. You treat me as a three-year-old child again.”

Xia Xingchen pinched his tiny earlobe, “I know you’re not three years old. You’re about to be five years old.”

“Today is Little Bai’s birthday. Have you prepared the present for him?” Xia Dabai asked.

“He doesn’t lack anything, so he won't care whether I give a gift to him or not. Therefore, I will simply say a 'happy birthday' to him.”

“… That's too perfunctory." Xia Dabai hissed, “Dad will get angry.”

“Get angry as he like, I don't care.” She was indifferent.

Xia Dabai looked at her suspiciously, and then affirmed, “Is you bad mood relate to Little Bai?”

“… No.”

“You had a quarrel with Little Bai. Don’t lie to me. I can see it all."

“Wash your hands after eating. It’s time for cla.s.s.” Xia Xingchen put down the tableware and took the child off the child’s chair. Xia Dabai stuck out his tongue and dared not say more words. Anyway, he could see that Dabao was in a really bad mood today!