After defeating his greatest enemy, Shen Yulou invited a reporter from the United States Party to ask a question.
After he finished asking his questions, we arrived at the Reform Party reporters' area of business.
I twisted open the water bottle with my fingers, took a sip, and moistened my dry throat.
Facing reporters from his own party, Shen Yulou had so much to say that he couldn't stop talking, chattering away like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, for almost half an hour straight.
The reporters below were typing rapidly on their laptops.
It was only when a staff member came up and reminded Shen Yulou that he realized he had exceeded the allotted time.
After dragging out the last question from his party, Shen Yulou finally stopped, his mouth aching, and pursed his dry, chapped lips.
That concludes today's press conference.
He bowed slightly, nodded to the reporters below the stage, and had a look of lingering satisfaction on his face.
Carrying the documents, Shen Yulou returned to the office building with his assistant, then rushed to two more meetings before finally leaving get off work with his suit jacket.
"I'm so tired, oh my god, I'm so tired."
Leaning back in the driver's seat, I listlessly stared at the roof of the car. I took the baby out and kissed it to restore its health.
"Bang bang!"
I saw Dad again!
Kisses, kisses, kisses.
The soft, glutinous dough ball had just come out when it smiled at its father, wanting a kiss. With its bottom supported by its father, its chubby feet stepped on its father's thighs and it snuggled into his arms.
The warm father-son life was interrupted by a sudden phone call.
"What happened to the promise that we wouldn't work after get off work hours?"
Looking at the screen displaying President Sergei's name, Shen Yulou pressed the answer button forcefully.
"Yu, remember to come to the resort during the winter break."
“I have a lot of wine stored here; you should like to drink it.”
Sergei, at forty-five, was no longer young.
His once spirited, cello-like voice, which had been so vibrant during his time as a legislator, now carried a slight hoarseness, seeping through the receiver in wisps and strands.
"Okay, I'll go on time."
"I hope we can have a happy holiday."
Shen Yulou chuckled and took off his down jacket, tossing it into the back seat of the car.
He covered his baby's mouth with his hand, which was always trying to make "ooh ooh ooh" sounds. The baby's tender little mouth wanted to taste the flavor of his father's palm.
After chatting for a few more minutes, he hung up the phone with Sergei. The little boy clung to his father's suit jacket with his hands and started babbling "waaaaa" again, his mouth watering.
Daddy, Daddy, drink milk.
"Bang bang... bang bang..."
My darling, my little one.
Chi's father? Chi's father?
She kept calling out to her heavy-voiced father in her soft, babyish voice for a long time, and then she started calling out to a different father.
The shouts made Shen Yulou's heart flutter; he was completely captivated.
"Baby, be good, good baby is the cutest."
"Dad Chi is still driving. We'll be able to see him soon."
Snowflakes fluttered outside the window, but the chill brought by the white snow couldn't penetrate the car. I murmured my lover's name, feeling healed by the warmth of my beloved.
...
A private plane landed.
Shen Yulou pulled up his down jacket and got off the plane wearing thick gloves.
Beneath the sunglasses was a deep profile, his lips were slightly pale, and the warm breath he exhaled vanished in an instant. He lowered his head slightly and buried his mouth in the high collar of his down jacket.
Following the information on his phone, he arrived at the ski resort, where security personnel stood every two or three meters, with even more closely surrounding Sergei.
Despite being in his seventies or eighties, Vladimir was in excellent health, showing off his skiing skills at a top-class ski resort.
Spinning and jumping non-stop, they are a beautiful sight on the ski slopes.
"Hey, Jade."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Sergei reached out and patted Shen Yulou on the back. Shen Yulou's meticulously styled short hair was jet black and shiny, with a few strands of silver hair at her temples.
Snowflakes drifted all over his head, his resolute chin was slightly raised, and his broad shoulders accentuated the silhouette of his coat.
"Long time no see, Your Excellency."
Didn't your family come?
Shen Yulou stood beside him, tiptoed a few times to ward off the cold, and managed a weak smile, her lips almost stiff.
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