The car slowly drove into the presidential palace and stopped in front of the living quarters of the presidential palace. Secretary he got out of the car and really didn't know what kind of expression he should put on.
"Uncle!" Xiao-Xiaoye rushed down.
She had small arms and legs, but she ran very fast.
The corner of Yin Zhan's eyes twitched. He bent down to pick him up and walked up the stairs, playing with him as he walked into the living room.
Shanshan, who was doing her homework, took the initiative to call out to him. "Tingjun's father."
"Good girl."
Madam President looked up at Yin Zhan and asked, " "You're looking for the president? He's upstairs in the study."
"I just wanted to come and sit. Madam, you don't mind, right?"
"Child, what are you saying? didn't you often come to your house with your mother when you were young? I remember that crispy roast duck is your favorite. Stay for dinner. There's this dish on the table tonight."