Chapter 131

A group of three people went out, just out of the hospital door, heard the lively sound.

"Mr. President, the engagement banquet will be held between you and Miss Song in 15 days' time. Will this marriage affect the political structure?"

"Where will you and Miss Song hold the engagement banquet? Will it be a holiday and the whole country will celebrate together?"

"Now that the engagement has been decided, when are you going to get married? It is said that this is a political marriage. Do you really have no feelings between them? "

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On the steps of the hospital, the media were surrounded. All people's problems, cast out, one by one, more explosive.

Xia Xingchen listened in the ear, did not look up, just carrying luggage to go out quickly. However, the road ahead was blocked by reporters and various super large instruments. The driver has come up to clear the crowd for the old lady and Xia guopeng. She has something in her hand and her body is much thinner than those men. It is very difficult to get out of the crowd.

After just a few steps, reporters suddenly swarmed up again. Seeing this, she quickly stepped back and knocked her heel against the steps. Her feet were unstable, and she fell down heavily on the steps. Seeing that the crowd was about to trample on her, she was startled. In a panic, she wanted to get up, but her elbow was suddenly caught by a big palm. A strong force pulled her up easily.

Xia Xingchen hasn't regained her consciousness. She only hears the continuous sound of "Ka Cha" and "Ka Cha". The film flashes so fast that she can't open her eyes. She blocked the light with her hand and looked sideways, only to find that it was the white night holding her. Two people, four eyes on each other, the strong light flashed her eyes. His figure covered her closely, his eyes fell on her, deep and complex.

Xia Xingchen Leng for a long time, Zheng Chong and his eyes on, the whole person seems to be taken away the same soul, for a long time back to God. Until, once again, the reporter's question came over.

"Mr. President, do you know this lady?"

"What is your relationship

"You look very close. Are you old acquaintances?"

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This time, all the problems are focused on Xia Xingchen. She admired the keen sense of smell of these media. It was just such an accident that they could say the words "old acquaintance" and "intimate".

In retrospect, he smiles at him, politely and alienated. "Thank you, Mr. President."

It's definitely the attitude of ordinary people towards the president.

Hand, quietly pulled out of his palm. He didn't speak, his face was taut and his thin lips were pursed into a single word. Only cool to see her from his side to one side, back to a safe distance. Eye color, sink a few minutes.

The microphone and camera went directly to Xia Xingchen. The smile on her face was just right. "I'm a family member of this patient. It's a great honor to meet Mr. President this time. It's also thanks to the president that my father recovered. "

It turns out that it's just family members.

Everyone was a little frustrated. I thought I could get some good gossip.

White night holding face deep some, did not say anything, just looked back heavily at the summer star one eye, and then looked at the eye cold brown.

In the heart, there are many stars left from the crowd. Leng Fei received the president's eyes and quietly carried Xia Xingxing's luggage from one side, protecting her and letting her leave easily.

As soon as she left, the media's attention naturally fell on him. He seems to be in a bad mood, much worse than just now. In the face of the media, he did not say a word, but walked down the steps with a cold face. Xia Xingchen didn't look back again. When he arrived at the bottom of the steps, he said to Leng Fei, "thank you. Give me your luggage."

"You get on the bus and I'll bring your luggage to you."

"No Xia Xingchen insisted on taking the luggage to his hand. "We all know that you are his secretary and adjutant. Those media are very insidious. I don't want to give him any trouble. Go back to him

Leng Fei Xin was gratified. "If you know Miss Xia still cares about him, you will be very happy."

Xia Xingchen's eyelashes fluttered slightly. After a while, she raised her head and pulled her lips. "I haven't had a chance to say congratulations to him. If you have the opportunity, please help me convey it."

I think Miss Xia will be more sincere if she wants to convey it in person

If he dares to say this, he will be killed by a look in his eyes?

"No more. My grandmother and dad are still waiting for me." Xia Yan's car stopped at the side of the road

"Yes. I still want to congratulate Mr. Xia for getting through this difficult time safely. "

"I thank you for my dad."

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Leng Fei watched Xia Xingchen leave and returned to the crowd. The reporters were separated and the president was escorted back into the car.

The white night engine gets on the car and makes Leng Fei sit in the car. Two people, sitting face to face, white night Qing face is still calm, is looking at the network mail, for a long time, just like casual opening: "chat what?""Well?" Leng Fei looked up at him, as if puzzled.

White night raised eyebrows and frowned. It seemed that he was rather dissatisfied with his slow reaction. Miss Xia Lin and I just realized what it was

White night Qing didn't admit it or deny it. He just held up his body and sat up straight. My eyes still linger on the mail. Like the answer, he didn't really care. However, if he really cares or not, he is the only one who knows best.

"That Miss Xia did talk to me about something, but I dare not tell you

He looked at him and lifted his eyelids gracefully. "Do you really want to hear it?" he said

"Say it."

"Cough!" Leng Fei cleared her throat, and she was so bold that she sat up and said, "Miss Xia, let me convey her congratulations to you."

"What?" White night Qing seems not to understand the last two words, eyes Sen cold staring at cold brown, voice is also cold, "repeat once."

Leng Fei was playing drums in her heart, so she knew it was not a good job. He was so timid that he summoned up his courage and said again slowly: "Miss Xia said Congratulations on your engagement to miss song. "

His words just fell, "pa --" a sound, the iPad was heavily thrown aside, hit the car wall, issued a dull sound. Someone's face was as gloomy as black charcoal. The air pressure in the car is too low to be lower.

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[as for the question and answer of journalists, please do not automatically bring in our country's media and the one party ruling situation. Please bring in the British and American media that are not afraid of death. 】

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