Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife

Just as Zi Lingxi's thoughts were running wild, Huang Luoxiu took her out of the door and headed in the direction of the presidential palace.

When they entered President Street, Zi Lingxi couldn't help but exclaim again. The architectural style here was completely different from that of Thailand.

The palace-like building of the presidential palace was a combination of different styles. It was not completely a Palace or a building. Instead, it had a classical charm.

President Street was very quiet and clean, but there were many passers-by. Many people came here to take photos.

It was as if they were here for a vacation and were taking photos outside.

Zi Lingxi couldn't help but take pictures.

However, thinking about entering the presidential palace later, he couldn't act like a country bumpkin.

So, Zi Lingxi sat there seriously, her body a little stiff.

Huang Luoxiu looked at Zi Lingxi and smiled helplessly."Relax, don't be so nervous. Just treat it as you're at home."

Zi Lingxi's eyes widened in disbelief.

Back to his own home?

She was shocked, okay?

This was the presidential palace!

She was just a small figure. It was already unbelievable for a commoner to be able to see the president.

And even let her treat it as her own home?

She didn't have the guts to do that, okay?

She had already used a lot of self-control to remain calm.

The corners of Zi Lingxi's mouth twitched. She wanted to cry but had no tears. Could her brother understand her nervous and fragile heart?

"Big brother ..."

This time, when Zi Lingxi called the two brothers, she couldn't help but use a weak and coquettish tone.

Huang Luoxiu's eyes softened when he saw her pitiful expression."I'm here. Don't worry. Xirong fuchen is easy to get along with."

Xirong fuchen?

Her brother even called out the president's name in such a natural manner. It seemed like he was really familiar with it.

Zi Lingxi couldn't help but reach out to tug at Huang Luoxiu's sleeve.

Such an action was a form of reliance, an action that sought for support.

What Zi Lingxi needed now was a sense of reliance.

Huang Luoxiu could naturally feel it. "Don't be afraid. I'm here. Just be yourself. Don't be restrained. Xirong fuchen has a good temper."

As the president, Xirong fuchen's face was always cold when he had to show his face.

The people they were familiar with knew that he had a good personality. Perhaps it was his father's influence, but he was very good to the people around him.

He also cherished his family and friends.

Especially towards Duan Jintian, he really doted on her to the core.

Sometimes, Xirong fuchen would ignore himself and only see Duan Jintian.

This kind of love touched both of them.

It could be said that Xirong fuchen had given all that uncle Xirong owed aunt Bai to Duan Jintian.

Sometimes, when they looked at Xirong fuchen and Duan Jintian, they felt very touched and felt that everything was really wonderful.

Zi Lingxi could feel Huang Luoxiu's gentleness, especially when she saw the gentleness in his eyes. She was so excited that she hugged Huang luxiu's waist and leaned her head against his chest."Brother, you have to be by my side."

A certain subordinate drove stiffly, and even his breathing became nervous.

He accidentally saw young master and that girl through the rearview mirror ...

He quickly flipped the rearview mirror over.

啊啊啊......这个女生好大胆啊!

But young master was completely different to this girl. Even his words were so gentle.

If the young master had spoken to them like this on a normal day, they would have been overjoyed.

So it wasn't that the young master didn't like women, but he liked women like this!

They couldn't help but overthink. Those who could bring girls to country e's presidential palace to meet their friends would usually bring their girlfriends!

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