The eighth day of the year.

Everything is new.

The weather in the capital this day is excellent, and the sun shines, which has eliminated most of the coldness of winter.

The rest of the Presidential Palace lasts only two days.

In the remaining days, although the person did not arrive at the unit.

But I did nothing less.

On that day, Wu Yuean stood in the tea room, holding a cup of coffee.

The porcelain white cup holds thick black liquid and slowly steams.

It rises, and floats away and disappears.

The woman looked out the window with a faint gaze, and in the courtyard, there were birds flying over with their wings on the withered branches.

Destroy the quietness of the morning.

Wu Yuean slowly withdrew his gaze from the bird, raised his cup, nodded slightly, and pecked at the coffee.

She was wearing a black skirt and a white shirt that was not rigid on her body, and she also had an excellent posture of charm.

No matter what the young minister was thinking from her calm face.

In the workshop, someone looked up through the transparent glass window and looked at the person standing by the window.

There was a second of surprise, but in just one second, I took my eyes back.

"The plum blossoms are turning morning."

Wu Yuean, who was standing by the window, heard someone greeting Mei Qiong outside.

It was like the person who had been pressed to the quiet button slowly turned around and looked at the door.

In three or five seconds, Mei Qiong's figure appeared at the door of the tea room. Wu Yuean closed his lips and said, "Mei Qiong."

The latter stopped walking by the door, looking at Wu Yuean in the tea room.

"minister."

"Come on," Wu Yuean spoke.

Mei Qiong stepped in and placed the bag in her hand on the countertop.

He reached out to grab the glass cup beside him and made a cup of black tea for himself.

Then he slowly walked towards Wu Yuean with a teacup.

The showdown between strong women and strong women has always been silent.

In the midst of breathing, they had already figured out their thoughts.

"Happy New Year," Wu Yuean looked at Mei Qiong with a coffee cup and said politely.

Mei Qiong responded with a smile: "Meet friends."

Wu Yuean bent his eyes lightly, his eyes stayed on Mei Qiong: "Have Mei been at home for the New Year?"

Mei Qiong nodded slightly, picked up the glass and drank black tea: "Yes."

According to etiquette, she should visit Wu Yue'an.

But every Spring Festival, Wu Yuean reminds them not to use such red tape.

Looking back, having a meal together is better than anything else.

"I wanted to visit you, but when I thought that the minister was busy, I never bothered me."

"Is that?" Wu Yuean asked back, with a smile of unknown significance in his eyes: "Mi Feng didn't go, your mother has been here."

Mei Qiong was shocked.

There was a rise of turbulent waves on the face of calm.

The person who was easy-going and indifferent just now suddenly became tense.

She looked at Wu Yuean and her fingertips trembled slightly: "When did it happen?"

“Fifth day of the year.”

"I don't know about this," Mei Qiong explained.

She thought Wu Yuean would say something else, but she didn't expect the man nodded slowly, and a smile on the corner of her lips rose: "I know."

I know this understanding voice.

Let Mei Qiong have something to say for a moment.

"My plum blossom is plum blossom, and Madam Mei is Madam Mei, I can still distinguish it."

Wu Yuean has a very high moral character.

If it is not tall, how could it be in its current position?

Mei Qiong gave up her marriage in order to get promoted, and Wu Yuean was only three years older than her.

But she walked all the way to the position of minister.

The two families are in equal terms.

What remains are abilities and means and how to deal with people.

She first slapped Mei Qiong with Li Mu.

Then he reached out and touched her.

This operation is like giving a slap in the face and giving a candy.

And the slap was fluttering, but it was enough to make Mei Qiong's heart tremble.

Mei Qiong thought that there was a reason why she could not play with Wu Yuean.

This woman is so amazing.

Just as Mei Qiong comforted her trembling heart, Wu Yuean raised his eyes slightly and looked at a pair of birds on the branches not far away.

"When will Mei and Chief He get married?"

Mei Qiong looked over her gaze, raised her jaw gently, and said warmly: "It's almost done."

Wu Yuean nodded, picked up the cup and pecked the coffee, with thin lips and clear lips, and slowly said, "Then wait for the good news that the plum blossoms have turned."

Mei Qiong heard this more than once, and she was not too emotional.

Just nodded slightly.

After drinking the last sip of coffee in the cup, Wu Yuean slowly withdrew his gaze from the window, raised his thin lips slightly, and said slowly: "Love is like holding a torch against the wind, and there must be a problem of burning hands. When he is in the Presidential Palace, plum blossoms are about to look in the long run."

Boom.

a bolt from the blue.

Five thunders thunders.

A muffled thunder came down and slashed plums all over their body.

Every cell was clamoring wildly.

But even so, Mei Qiong was still calm.

Wu Yuean slowly turned around with an empty cup, and his voice came in a breath of salty and light: "In order to get to the high position, it is both bleeding and crying and marriage, Mei Feng must cherish his wings."

Wu Yuean had never reminded Mei Qiong.

At worst, just watch her be careless and watch her destroy her future.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with her.

But who made her admire Mei Qiong?

There are only a few people who are truly capable in the capital family.

It was not an exaggeration for her to support Mei Qiong.

If Mei Qiong loves to love and wants to be in trouble over the years, all the efforts she has made will be in vain.

After working hard for so many years, the position you climbed will disappear in a blink of an eye.

Since she knows what she wants and gives up something to earn her current status, she should cherish her wings.

Keep this hard-won position.

There are many people who want to come up at this location.

Once Mei Qiong reveals any flaws, there are many people who want to get her down.

Wu Yuean cleaned the cup in his hand and put it in the disinfection cabinet.

Turning around and leaving the tea room.

Only Mei Qiong was left, with a pale face standing here.
To be continued...