Cheng Yanzhi glanced at Secretary Song, muttering faintly, "One would naturally keep their flowers in their own garden. Why would you ask me to keep them in someone else's garden?"
Secretary Song: "..."
My goodness, how could he have overlooked such a possibility?
This was Cheng Yanzhi wanting to keep Xia Yunsheng by his side.
The campaign department was tough and exhausting, but it had given Cheng Yanzhi an opportunity to be closer to her!
while lamenting the deep stratagems of Cheng Yanzhi on one side, Secretary Song opened the car door for him on the other side.
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At the General Mansion, Xia Yunsheng was massaging her grandfather's legs and feet, "Grandpa, is it comfortable?"
"Yes, it's comfortable, Sheng, where did you learn this?"
"Of course, I learned it outside," Xia Yunsheng said, "As long as it's comfortable! You've worked hard all your life; it's time to enjoy life. I'll teach the servants next time, so they can massage you daily."
