Good Morning, Mr. President!

He looked so innocent.

Xia Xingchen walked towards him, put the dumplings on the table and started making the sauce. She hesitated, but still reminded him, "You have not completely recovered, so I made a light sauce. You have to put up with that."

"Uh-huh," Bai Yeqing put the file in his hand down. Then he picked up the chopsticks and tasted the dumplings. He had only eaten dumplings a few times in his life, so it was still a fresh experience to him. Moreover, her cooking is wonderful, so he had a good appetite.

Seeing him eating with gusto without being picky, Xia Xingchen was relieved. “Help yourself. I\'m going upstairs.”

Saying that, she was about to leave. Bai Yeqing glanced at her, “You don’t have anything special to say to me?”

“Ah?” Xia Xingchen turned back. His sudden words made her somewhat puzzled.

Bai Yeqing dipped dumplings in the sauce. His movement was so elegant.

He looked up at her, “You told me that you wanted to thank me for something last night, but you stopped talking then. What do you mean?”

Xia Xingchen shook her head, “Nothing.”

He put down the chopsticks and said, “Go on.”

“I returned to the Foreign Ministry.”

He knew that earlier than anyone else.

"So?"

"So, I intend to express my thanks to friends who help me with that in a few days."

Bai Yeqing raised his eyebrows. Expressing thanks by actions naturally was more attractive than words. His look suddenly became brighter. “You are supposed to do that. But what are you going to do? When will you show your thanks?”

“A week later. I want to treat, or, if conditions permit, I will cook dinner all myself. That can show my good faith better.”

Bai Yeqing nodded in agreement, “Well, that\'s a good idea. A week later is okay!”

Xia Xingchen looked at him with a puzzled look, and she replied slowly, "OK."

She was confused.

He had been indifferent to her these days. Why did he talk to her about this in an uncharacteristic way today? And he even gave her advice.

"Okay. Go upstairs to rest," Bai Yeqing let her go. She did not say anything and went upstairs with doubts.

Downstairs, in the dining hall, Bai Yeqing felt that the dumplings tasted better.

The dinner after seven days.

Must be great.

……

Seven days later.

It was the weekend.

Yu Zenan called at 6 o’clock in the morning and asked Xia Xingchen to go to the Gomes Course.

And Xia Xingchen was busy in the kitchen early in the morning.

Bai Yeqing changed clothes and went downstairs to the dining hall, while Xia Dabai had been sitting at the table like a gentleman waiting for two adults.

"Where is Xia Xingchen?"

Asked Bai Yeqing, who sat down and laid the napkin on his lap elegantly.

"Uncle butler said Dabao is in the kitchen."

"Kitchen?" Bai Yeqing glanced at the butler next to him and asked, "What was she busy with in the kitchen early in the morning?"

"Miss Xia said that she would like to thank a benefactor tonight, so she is now preparing for the dinner. She got up very early at 6 o’clock."

"Oh?" Bai Yeqing raised his eyebrows and said, "Ask her to have breakfast. It\'s just dinner. She doesn\'t have to prepare so carefully."

"Okay." The butler went to the kitchen himself.

Xia Dabai looked at him, "Dad, are you in a good mood today?"

"Not bad." He cut a piece of chicken breast and placed it on the plate in front of Xia Dabai.

Xia Dabai felt flattered. How good was his mood today?

"Why are you so happy…" Xia Dabai turned his eyes and said, "Is Dabao preparing dinner for you?"

"If not, who else?" The president felt very good about himself.

Just as the father and son chatted, Xia Xingchen hurried out of the kitchen with small and big bags.

"Dabao, come have breakfast." Xia Dabai said to her.

"I\'ll have breakfast with someone else. I\'m going to be late." Xia Xingchen entered the dining hall and kissed his son’s forehead. "Goodbye, stay home."

Finishing these words, she didn\'t look at the President sitting opposite and hurried away with bags.

Looking at her back, Xia Dabai screamed, "Dabao must have gone for a date. Little Bai, have you found that she is specially dressed today!"

Even if the little boy didn\'t mention that, Bai Yeqing also noticed it.

On such a cold day, she actually wore a skirt. Wouldn\'t she catch a cold?

Bai Yeqing suddenly remembered something, put down the tableware, and turned to the butler, "Ask Leng Fei come in."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

After a while, Leng Fei hurried in from outside.

"What\'s the arrangement this morning originally?"

"You\'ve originally scheduled to play golf with Mr. Mann from Italy at the Gomes Course, but your wound…"

Speaking of this, Leng Fei lowered his voice and took a look at Bai Yeqing\'s chest.

"No need to change the schedule, call Mr. Mann to meet at the course on time."

“But, your injury…” Leng Fei lowered his voice and bowed down to his ear, saying, “And we haven\'t had time to clear the field yet.”

"No need to clear the field. We will meet in the Gomes. Just enhance the guards."

"Yes." Mr. President\'s attitude was firm, so Leng Fei couldn\'t say one more word. He withdrew and informed others to do preparations hurriedly, and then asked someone to go to the Gomes Course to deploy security personnel.

… …

Xia Xingchen arrived at the Gomes Golf Course. When the staff heard her name, they immediately led her in.

She handed the food to the staff for keeping.

"Second young master is already waiting for you at the restaurant, please come with me."

Second young master?

Xia Xingchen was surer that her Grandma was really muddled. This ‘second young master\', who was addressed by others respectfully, couldn\'t be an ordinary middle school teacher.

This restaurant was upscale and luxurious. There were not many people, so it was quiet.

Yu Zenan was in a deep V pullover and camel trousers. Very simple dress, but especially young and eye-catching. He was sitting in the center of the restaurant.

Although she had not been here, she had heard about the Gomes Course as she had been working in the Foreign Ministry so far. For this kind of place, people with only money were not allowed to come in.

Even a high official, like her father, was not qualified.

Being here was a symbol of high-status.

"Here!" Yu Zenan also found her. He put down the tableware in his hand and waved at her passionately.

Xia Xingchen walked over slowly.

A restaurant waiter had already pulled out the chair beside him for her, and she sat down accordingly.

"Morning."

"Long time no see. Today you look more beautiful than last time." Yu Zenan praised.

His hot gaze was fixed on Xia Xingchen. He was sizing her up and down, if someone else did this to her, she would find it particularly annoying, but his cynical lazy look simply didn\'t piss her off.

"Young master Yu, your mouth is so sweet early in the morning, just ate honey?"