Thirty-Eight with Honey on the Mouth

When she brought the dumplings to the restaurant, he was already sitting there, looking down at something. It was all written in a language she couldn't understand, and it seemed to be an Arabic document.

His chestnut hair was still a little wet after the shower. He was wearing a set of white pajamas, covering his chest so that the wound could not be seen. However, the whole person is moist and sexy after bathing.

It feels very clean.

Xia Xingchen approached, brought the dumplings in front of him, and adjusted the sauce. After pondering for a while, I still didn't forget to remind: "Your wound is not fully healed yet, so the sauce is relatively light, just let it go."

Bai Yeqing let out a 'hmm', put down the document, and took the chopsticks to taste the dumplings. He has only tasted it a few times in his life, and he still finds it quite new. Moreover, her craft is really good, so her appetite is also very good.

Seeing that he ate with gusto and didn't pick and choose, Xia Xingchen felt relieved. "Eat slowly, I'll go upstairs first."

With that said, I'm leaving. Bai Yeqing glanced at her, "Is there nothing in particular you want to tell me?"

"Huh?" Xia Xingchen turned her head, her sudden words made her a little confused.

Bai Yeqing dipped the dumplings in the dipping sauce, even this kind of action was indescribably graceful.

He looked up at her, "Last night, I told me that I had something to thank me for, but then there was no more text. What's the matter?"

Xia Xingchen shook his head, "It's actually nothing."

He put down his chopsticks, "Go on."

"I'm back working at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

He knows it better than anyone else.

"so what?"

"So, in a few days, I plan to thank my friends who helped me to return to work in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

Bai Yeqing raised his eyebrows. Thank you in actions, naturally, people are much more looking forward to thank you than in words. His expression suddenly became clearer, "Thank you is due. But how do you plan to thank me? When will I thank you?"

"Seven days later. I plan to invite you to dinner, or, if conditions permit, it would be more sincere to cook with my own hands."

Bai Yeqing nodded approvingly, "Well, it's a good idea to cook by yourself, let's set it for dinner in 7 days' time!"

Xia Xingchen looked at him suspiciously, and said 'oh' in a dull voice.

My heart is strange.

He has been lukewarm towards him these past few days, why is he uncharacteristically today, but in the mood to talk to her about this, and he is willing to give her advice?

"Okay, you go upstairs to rest." Bai Yeqing let her go. She didn't say anything more, and went upstairs with doubts.

Downstairs, in the restaurant, Bai Yeqing only felt that the dumplings in front of him tasted even better.

Seven days later, dinner.

Should be great.

……………………

Seven days later.

weekend.

Yu Zenan called at 6 o'clock in the morning and asked her to go to the Gomus Stadium.

She buried herself in the kitchen early.

Bai Yeqing changed his clothes and went downstairs to the restaurant. Xia Dabai was already sitting at the table like a gentleman, waiting for the two adults.

"Where's Xia Xingchen?"

He sat down, spread the napkin gracefully on his lap, and asked his son.

"The housekeeper said Dabao is in the kitchen."

"Kitchen?" Bai Yeqing glanced at the butler beside him,

"What is she doing in the kitchen early in the morning?"

"Miss Xia said that she would like to thank a benefactor tonight, so she is already making preparations now. She got up really early, after 6 o'clock."

"Really?" Bai Yeqing raised his eyebrows, "Go and let her come out, it's just a dinner, don't worry so much."

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

Xia Dabai tilted his head and looked at him, "Dad, you are in a good mood today."

"It's okay." He cut a piece of chicken breast and put it on the plate in front of Xia Dabai.

Xia Dabai felt flattered. How good does this have to be?

"So happy..." He rolled his eyes, "Dabao isn't preparing dinner for you, is he?"

"Otherwise, who else could be there?" A certain president felt very good about himself.

While their father and son were chatting, Xia Xingchen came out of the kitchen in a hurry, carrying big and small bags in his hand.

"Dabao, it's time to eat." Xia Dabai called to her with his head tilted.

"I have an appointment for breakfast with someone else, and it's running out of time." Xia Xingchen entered the dining room and kissed his son on the head, "Goodbye, you must be obedient at home."

After all, he hurried away with his things without even looking at Mr. President who was opposite him.

Looking at her back, Xia Dabai let out an "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The little guy didn't need to remind him, Bai Yeqing also noticed it.

In such a cold day, she actually wore a skirt on purpose, isn't she afraid of catching a cold?

Bai Yeqing suddenly remembered something, put down the tableware, turned to tell the housekeeper, "Bring in the cold coffee."

"Yes, sir."

After a while, Leng Fei hurried in from outside.

"What was the original schedule this morning?"

"Originally, I was scheduled to play with Mr. Mayne of Italy at Gomus Stadium, but your body..."

Having said that, Leng Fei lowered his voice and glanced at his chest.

"There is no need to change the itinerary. Inform Mr. Mayne to arrive at the stadium on time."

"But, your injury..." Leng Fei lowered his voice, whispered in his ear, and said again: "And there is no time to clear the scene yet."

"There is no need to clear the field, it will be in Gemusi. It is enough to strengthen the defense."

"Yes." The President's attitude was firm, and Leng Fei naturally couldn't say anything more. Retired, informed the others to prepare quickly, and then sent people to the Gomus Stadium to deploy security personnel.

………………

Xia Xingchen went to the Gomus Golf Course, and when she heard her name, a staff member immediately led her in.

She gave the food in her hand to the other party for safekeeping.

"Second Young Master is already waiting for you in the restaurant, please come with me."

Second young master?

Xia Xingchen became more and more certain in her heart that grandma was really confused. The 'Second Young Master' respectfully called out by others could not be just an ordinary middle school teacher.

This restaurant is upscale and luxurious, quiet and not many people.

Yu Zenan was wearing a deep V pullover and camel trousers. Very simple dress, but very young and eye-catching.

Although she has never been here, she has heard about the Gomus Stadium when she worked in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. This kind of place does not come with money.

Even a high-ranking official is not qualified for a role like her father's.

Being here is a status symbol.

"Here!" Yu Zenan also spotted her, put down the tableware in his hand, and waved his hands enthusiastically at her.

Xia Xingchen walked over slowly.

A waiter in the restaurant had already opened the chair beside him for her, and she sat down as promised.

"morning."

"Long time no see, today looks better than last time." Yu Zenan praised.

Brilliant eyes swept over Xia Xingchen. It's a look from top to bottom. If it were someone else, this kind of action would be particularly annoying, but his cynical and lazy look is really annoying.

"Master Yu, your mouth is so sweet early in the morning, did you just eat honey?"