Good Morning, Mr. President!

Friday evening.

Xia Xingchen left work and went directly to Xia Dabai's classroom door to wait for him to leave school. It's getting colder and colder, and it's time for the children to take a winter vacation.

"Dabao!"

As soon as the bell rang, Xia Dabai rushed out of the classroom. The schoolbag is on the back, just like a dynamite bag.

Seeing his son, Xia Xingchen felt better. Has naturally packed his schoolbag in his hands.

"Mrs. Xia." Xia Dabai's teacher came over. When Xia Xingchen heard the title, she knew that the teacher had misunderstood her and did not pierce her. But Xia Dabai couldn't hold his breath and raised his head: "Mr. Yang, our big treasure is not Mrs. Xia, it should be Mrs. Bai!"

Xia Xingchen was embarrassed, and patted Xia Dabai's head, "It's all nonsense."

"I'm telling the truth. Isn't Dad Bai surname?"

The surname is Bai, but she can't call it Mrs. Bai!

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Bai." The teacher changed her mouth immediately, and then said, "That's the case. On Sunday, our school had a parent-child activity that required both parents to be present. So, please inform classmate Xia's father. Come too. "

Xia Dabai's father?

Xia Xingchen has a headache. If he attends, let alone the school, the whole country will be in chaos. The sudden emergence of an illegitimate child by Mr. President is another topic. Xia Xingchen thought it was impossible.

"What about parent-child activities?"

"It's just a game, and there is a concert after the game. It's all children's performances, so it's better for parents to be there."

Xia Xingchen looked down at Xia Dabai. Xia Dabai murmured: "My dad is always busy ..."

That being said, there is still a lot of loss in the tone. Xia Xingchen couldn't bear it.

To tell the truth, when the child was initially followed by his father, she had a little bit of selfish desire that the child should not rely on him so much, love him, and fear that they would go too close. However, now the mentality has changed unknowingly.

She also hoped that he could interact with the child a little more and give the child more time. It ’s just that his identity ...

"I'll tell him. What time is it about Sunday?"

"It starts at nine in the morning."

"Okay." Xia Xingchen nodded. "Thank you."

She led Xia Dabai out of school. Wu Qiong was already waiting at the school gate. When they saw them coming out, he opened the door early and waited there.

As soon as he got on the bus, Xia Dabai muttered, "Dabao, you said, shall we call dad?"

"..." She said nothing. In fact, now it is not about whether he should be notified or not. Instead, he is notified that he is doomed to fail.

"Forget it, Xiaobai is so busy, just go with me." Xia Dabai said again, and then he added a sentence without forgetting self-consolation: "Anyway, our school still has a lot of people like me. Dad is very busy No way. "

Xia Dabai is telling the truth. This school is the first noble school in the country. The children studying here are either giants or descendants of senior officials. Those people have a lot of things on their hands, and children are usually ignored by them.

"Anyway, ask tonight." Xia Xingchen touched the child's small head.

The key is the identity of the child and cannot be exposed. If the media reports, Xia Dabai will be in danger all the time. Xia Xingchen naturally did not want to live that kind of worrying day.

Going back at night, after a fresh snack, Xia Dabai lay on the bed and shook her two radish legs while studying.

"Dabai, I've said it many times. If you don't read books like this, you will break your eyes." Xia Xingchen brought in the fruit, reminded him, and patted the small desk in the corner.

Xia Dabai said, "Oh," obediently holding the book and sitting back on the desk. Squeezed a small grape and tasted deliciously in the little mouth.

Xia Xingchen was so worried that he did not care about him anymore and opened the door. Standing in the hall, I took my mobile phone, and hesitated for a long time, and then dialed the familiar number, but it had not been dialed for a long time.

Last time he warned himself to stay away from him like that, and then called him again, I don't know what he would think ...

It rang for a while before it was connected over there.

"..." He was silent and did not take the initiative to speak. On the side of the phone, I could only hear the deep breathing of the man. On such a night, in her ears, she felt a little inexplicable.

It seemed that because he hadn't heard her for a long time, he was a little impatient over there and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Then she came back, "Well. I want to ask you if you have time on Sunday ..."

Bai Yeqing was silent for a moment, then said quietly: "Xia Xingchen, are you meeting me?"

"……"Oops. The President is narcissistic.

Moreover, he would really be wrong.

Xia Xingchen quickly explained: "It's Dabai who is going to have a winter vacation soon. A parent-child activity in school requires parents to participate. So ... I will ask if you have time."

Bai Yeqing did not reply to her.

Xia Xingchen waited for a while, didn't hear the voice, and sighed, "If you can't attend, Dabai can understand you, I know you can't do it for his safety. I will explain to him well."

Only after she spoke, the phone was suddenly hung up there. Before she could understand what was going on, the door connecting the two houses was suddenly opened—the original door Xia Xing never closed when the mother lived here. The extra space over there would make her feel empty and inexplicably lonely and uncomfortable. So she closed the door—at the moment, she was all on the spot.

The man who was just talking to himself was standing in front of himself at this moment.

She held the phone and stood there stupidly, staring at him stupidly, like a dream.

After a while, when others approached, she managed to squeeze out her voice, "How are you ... here?"

He gave her only two words, "My house."

Too. Xia Xingchen felt that he had asked a very idiot question. Next door is his territory, and he naturally wants to come.

"Just now you talk about parent-child activities, what time is it?" He asked in a deep voice. Standing there, standing tall, the light projected from the top of their heads covered them densely.

At such a close distance, Xia Xingchen could almost smell the smell of his body just after bathing, and his mind was shaking terribly. When did he come? Why are you here tonight? Obviously he said that if he wanted to keep her away from him, now ... what the **** was he here?