Good Morning, Mr. President!

Final Chapter (End)

after marriage. ┡FictionΔ

Wen Yanzhi still had to get a child to come back to do business for his parents.

Wen's parents urged them whenever they had the opportunity. Either call or someone. Especially after Wen Xue had a child, Wen's mother became more and more attentive, thinking about it every day.

But Wen Yanzhi is the axis, he doesn't want other women to give birth to him, even if it's just artificial insemination.

Jing Rong said time and time again that he didn't mind, adding a child to the family was a good thing, but instead of thanking him for his generosity, Wen Yanzhi became so angry that he flew to Yuncheng for a business trip that night.

Bad temper.

Jing Rong was used to his temper, and thought he would get better within two days. But in the end, I didn't receive a call from him for three days.

In this relationship with Wen Yanzhi, Jing Rong has always been the more passive one. Between the two of them, most of them were Wen Yanzhi who took the initiative to contact him.

On the third night, Jing Rong was lying on the bed alone, unable to sleep.

Occasionally, I would turn my head to look at the time on the bedside, and then pick up the phone to look at it.

The phone has been quiet all the time. This guy didn't contact himself.

Jing Rong couldn't describe that feeling—he was used to Wen Yanzhi contacting him every time, used to him taking the initiative to report all the itineraries to himself, and also used to him occasionally complaining about work.

The three consecutive days of silence made him extremely disappointed.

He wondered if he, who had never actively contacted him, had let Wen Yanzhi down countless times.

Thinking of these, I no longer feel sleepy.

He took his mobile phone and called his assistant, asking him to book a ticket to Yuncheng for him.

The assistant asked, "What time is it?"

"Let's do it now." Jing Rong said, "It takes about 50 minutes for me to go to the airport now, so I'll make an appointment after 10 o'clock."

"So late?" the assistant said, "But, the art exhibition tomorrow afternoon..."

"The art exhibition only needs paintings, not me. I believe you can handle it well."

"That's right. But, your fans want to meet you in person."

"There will be opportunities in the future. Book a ticket!"

Jing Rong didn't say much, and hung up the phone. I got up and changed my clothes. I didn't even pack my luggage, so I took some taxi money and my mobile phone and went out simply.

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hotel.

Wen Yanzhi was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

For the past three nights, he didn't sleep well.

Probably because he has been with Jing Rong for a long time, he has developed a bad habit of relying on the bed. Now I feel that no matter where I sleep, the bed at home is not as comfortable, even if it is the best and most luxurious hotel.

He tossed and turned on the bed, picked up his phone, and put it down again.

Jing Rong is too calm. He didn't even make a phone call to himself. He even doubted that if he didn't take the initiative to contact Jing Rong, would he not have to look for him in this life.

Just like the two years when he disappeared.

Thinking of these, Wen Yanzhi felt even less sleepy.

My heart is empty.

It was probably because he was 10 years older than Jing Rong, and during this time, there were more and more girls around Jing Rong from time to time, which made Wen Yanzhi more concerned about gains and losses.

Wen Yanzhi lay down, got up, and finally took out his phone.

That's all!

He threw in the towel.

Anyway, he is used to admitting defeat, and he still has to continue to admit defeat in the years to come. What can you do if you are stubborn with your own daughter-in-law?

Thinking of this, Wen Yanzhi felt relieved immediately. A phone call to Jing Rong.

In the handset, the bell rang.

He waited quietly.

No one listened.

The bell is still ringing.

The more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

Why do you feel that the ringtone is getting closer and closer to you?

Frowning suspiciously, he lifted the quilt and walked out step by step. The bell seemed to be ringing right outside the bedroom.

He cuts off.

Sure enough, the ringtone also cut off.

Depend on!

Wen Yanzhi rushed to the door in almost a few steps and pulled the bedroom door open.

The person outside the door happened to be pushing the door, with his hands on the door railing.

Obviously, he didn't expect the people inside to use such force. Before he could let go of the doorknob, he was dragged inside.

Jing Rong's body hit Wen Yanzhi's chest heavily.

That familiar aura rushed towards his face, and all the dissatisfaction in Wen Yanzhi's heart disappeared at this moment. When Jing Rong ran over, he had instinctively embraced him.

Two people, looking at each other.

Wen Yanzhi's eyes were full of disbelief and excitement.

How did he come here? Doesn't he have an art exhibition tomorrow? Moreover, he doesn't like to fly, and every time he went on a business trip, he wished he could carry him in his pocket, but Jing Rong probably didn't want to come with him.

But at this moment, he came here without making a sound.

"I'm here for ward rounds." Although the man didn't say anything, Jing Rong already knew his problem.

"What room to check?"

Jing Rong put away the room card he took from Assistant Wen Yanzhi. Pushing him away, he pretended to walk around his room, looking here and there. He turned to his bathroom and looked around.

After reading it, Jing Rong looked at Wen Yanzhi, "You haven't called me for three days, are you having an affair?"

"Affair, fart!" Wen Yanzhi picked Jing Rong up from the ground and threw him on the bed.

"Hello!" Jing Rong wanted to sit up.

Wen Yanzhi clamped his legs, pinching him tightly. Clasping his hands with one hand, squinting his eyes, he stared deeply at the handsome face below him that fascinated him, "Say, what are you doing here?"

"Is there another itinerary that I don't know about? Which master to meet?"

"..." Jing Rong shook his head.

"Is there any impromptu speech?"

"..." Jing Rong shook his head again.

Wen Yanzhi snorted, "It's impossible for you to come for me anyway."

Jing Rong lay on the bed, looked at him from bottom to top, and suddenly said: "I miss you..."

There was a slight ripple in Wen Yanzhi's eyes.

Although she was tense, the corners of her lips were unknowingly raised.

He coughed and forced himself to straighten his face, "Don't think that if you say a few nice words, I will believe you."

"It's fine if you don't believe it. If you don't believe it, I won't say it again."

There was joy in Wen Yanzhi's eyes, and he raised his eyebrows, "What you said is true?"

Jing Rong yawned lazily, "I'm flying here temporarily, and I want to take a shower. Can you let me take a shower first?"

"Okay, I'll let you take a bath." Wen Yanzhi pinched his chin, and suddenly kissed his lips. Jing Rong was breathing heavily, and wrapped his hands around Wen Yanzhi's neck. Wen Yanzhi picked him up, put his lips against his, and said dotingly: "I'll help you drain the water and wait for you to take a bath. Huh?"

Jing Rong looked at him, "Wen Yanzhi..."

"Um?"

"Have I ever said, actually... I love you very much."

Wen Yanzhi's tall body shook violently, and his heart was very emotional. He sighed low: "Never said it. So, you'd better say it again."

"Okay, let me say it again." Jing Rong bit Wen Yanzhi's ear, "I love you. It's no less than your love for me."

Wen Yanzhi's breathing became heavier and heavier. In this case, to him, it is simply the deadliest aphrodisiac. He pressed Jing Rong against the wall, "I think it's better to save the bath for a while before washing! Let's do something else first!"

Jing Rong smiled cleanly but so alluringly, "That's exactly what I mean."

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Wen Yanzhi discovered that he didn't recognize the bed, but the person lying beside him at the moment.

With Jing Rong around, he felt much more at ease.

"Don't you have an art exhibition tomorrow? I'm sure you won't be able to make it if you come here." He lay on the bed and talked to Jing Rong contentedly. Holding Jing Rong in one hand, fingers gently rubbing on his arm.

"I won't go if I can't make it." Jing Rong was a little sleepy. It's late at night and I'm very tired because of the impromptu flight.

Seeing his tired appearance, Wen Yanzhi stopped bothering him. He only pressed a kiss on his cheek and dimmed the lights in the room. Jing Rong suddenly said, "Are you still angry with me?"

Wen Yanzhi turned around, "What about the child?"

"Um."

"I don't care because he is your child no matter what. It's your gene—that's mine." Jing Rong raised his head from his arms and looked into Wen Yanzhi's eyes. "If it's me Your child, you will be your own, won't you?"

"Of course I will." Wen Yanzhi sighed, "But I don't think we have to have children. In fact, this time I came here for this purpose."

"What's up?"

"There is a young unmarried mother here who is pregnant. She is reluctant to take away the child and cannot support the child. So, I plan to adopt this child."

"Adopt?" Jing Rong worried, "Your parents won't agree."

"What are my parents? They are our parents." Wen Yanzhi corrected him. He poked his finger on the head, "Usually you look smart, why are you so confused about this kind of thing? Can I still tell them the truth about this child? Surrogacy, as long as the other party is a pregnant woman, they can still Go check your genes."

Jing Rong looked at Wen Yanzhi firmly, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Um!"

"No regrets?"

"What do you regret? The adopted child is also a child. Treat it as our own!" Wen Yanzhi said, "Besides, even if my quality declines in another ten or twenty years, won't you still be there?"

Jing Rong rolled his eyes at him, "This one child is enough."

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ten months later.

Wen Yanzhi took the child back home. Except for Jing Rong and him, no one knew the truth about the child.

The Wen family was overjoyed. Wen's father and Wen's mother are eager to hold a full moon wine for their children, and they will invite all parties.

Seeing that they were happy, Wen Yanzhi didn't stop them, and let them toss.

The dinner of the full moon wine was held at Ye Xiao's sailing hotel.

that night.

The security work of the Burj Al Arab is so flawless that not even a fly can fly in.

Almost all the media in the city crowded outside, looking forward to it.

Because they have long heard that there will be many important guests coming today. In addition to the current president Yu Zeyao's family, there is also the previous president Bai Yeqing's family.

During this period of time, Ye Xiao took his wife Bai Suye to accompany his father-in-law and mother-in-law in country S, so he was naturally a guest of honor.

That night, the hotel was shining brightly.

Apart from the lights, what is dazzling is their pair of twins.

after dinner.

Yu Zeyao, Bai Yeqing, Ye Xiao, and Wen Yan were discussing political matters in the room.

Jing Rong was surrounded by a group of children, pestering him to be a teacher. He was very patient, he picked up a brush at random and drew stick figure portraits for the children. The simple outlines were so lifelike that the children adored them endlessly.

A group of female compatriots——Xia Xingchen, Jing Yu, Bai Suye, and Wen Xue were discussing children's classics in the other hall, which was very lively.

When the conversation reached a fever pitch, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"I'll go and open the door." Xia Xingchen sat near the door and got up first. Opening the door of the room, he saw a smiling face appearing in front of him.

Yu Zenan smiled brightly at her, "It's so lively, what are we talking about?"

"It's all about female compatriots, do you want to participate in one?" Xia Xingchen joked with him.

"Cut~ I guessed it all. It must be talking about how to raise children. You women get together, and the topic is boring."

"Then you're still here?"

Yu Zenan smiled, "Didn't I want to bring it to someone to meet you and my sister-in-law?"

Xia Xingchen guessed a thing or two when he saw his expression.

Jing Yu also stood up, and looked behind Yu Zenan curiously, "Have you got a girlfriend yet?"

"Um."

"Haven't heard you say that before?"

"Isn't it a relationship that hasn't been confirmed before?"

"Then it's settled now?" Jing Yu asked.

Yu Zenan nodded.

Glancing behind him, he swept his arms around and brought the girl behind him in front of everyone.

The other party is young and beautiful, petite and cute. Xia Xingchen only felt the eyes, and then remembered, "Isn't she the little traffic policeman who stopped our car before?"

"You have a really good memory." The answer was noncommittal.

Jing Yu also knew Su Ying. Minister Su's daughter, with Ze Yao's relationship, has also met several times.

Before Zenan seemed to her that he didn't call at all, Su Ying didn't dump him much. At that time, Jing Yu felt that these two people might have something to do with each other. Unexpectedly, it wasn't long before they really walked together.

Su Ying greeted them, and they became acquainted.

After a while, I saw Ye Xiao walking slowly towards this side.

Xia Xingchen turned his head and said, "Sister, brother-in-law is here."

Bai Suye stood up, Ye Xiao stood at the door, nodded slightly, greeted everyone, but did not go in.

His eyes finally fell on his wife.

His eyes suddenly became full of tenderness, far from the indifferent look of rejecting people thousands of miles away. He said: "There will be fireworks in a while. Come with me."

The corners of Bai Suye's lips curled up, and her eyes were extremely gentle.

"Sister Su Ye, it's romantic~" Yu Zenan booed there.

Bai Suye handed Ye Xiao his hand and waved to everyone, "Then I'll go first."

"Hurry up!" Xia Xingchen knew about their program. Fireworks, for them, have a different meaning.

Yu Zenan reached out and hooked Su Ying, "Let's go, my young master will take you to see it too. It is said that the fireworks at Ye Xiao's place are the most romantic fireworks in country S, and they are even more beautiful than those for welcoming state guests. I haven't seen them before."

"Yu Zenan, stand up straight! Don't put your whole body on me!"

Yu Zenan laughed loudly, "Yes, little dwarf, I will make you shorter in a while."

"Yu Zenan!" Su Ying yelled coquettishly, and raised her small fist to hit him. It caused Yu Zenan to beg for mercy again and again.

This scene is lively and warm.

Their lives will always be like this, and the beauty continues...

[It's finally all over! ! In fact, if you write carefully, there is still a lot to write. But it took a long time to write, so I can only write a rough group portrait. Because there are too many people, I can't explain them one by one. Finally, let us end this big family with regrets! If you like my style, you can read my new book "he11o, Tsundere Huo Shao!" "Bar! What a group! 】

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