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The car pulls into a wide road, flanked by tall birch forests, and the lake behind the trees is sparkling and shimmering in the sun.

In the center of the lake is an island, and among the lush trees you can see a cluster of white buildings. It is the presidential residence that politicians flock to.

The island is oval-shaped, connected to the outside world by only one bridge, both ends of the bridge are heavily guarded, every car will be recorded by the electronic eye, and there are boats patrolling the lake 24 hours a day, which can be described as heavily guarded.

After passing through the bridge, you can see the majestic and solemn building complex, which is composed of three parts: the main building and the east and west wings, the outer wall is as white as snow, and the pillars are arranged straightly, and the whole presidential palace is solid and elegant at a glance.

Chen Cailing was afraid that Mu Zi would be nervous, so she said to her softly: "Actually, I have just moved here for two months, and I will get used to staying for a few more days." ”

The place where they originally lived was the presidential palace of Situ Yan's grandfather's generation.

At that time, the Huaya Empire was still in the midst of war, and it took time to build the presidential palace, so the people of that generation rebuilt an ancient mansion left over from the previous dynasty and used it as the presidential palace.

The two got out of the car, and Chen Cailing introduced to Mu Zi: "The east is the office area, the west is the security area, the main building has a banquet hall and a reception room, and our living area is mainly on the second floor, do you like roses?" There is a rose garden at the back, which is beautiful. ”

A trace of ripples appeared in Mu Zi's eyes, and he said softly: "I like it, I like white roses very much." ”

Chen Cailing didn't notice anything unusual, walked in front and said with a smile: "Then you can choose the bedroom on the east side of the second floor, where you can see the panoramic view of the rose garden." ”

The two walked into the front hall on the first floor, where several people were talking, and Chen Cailing introduced him as the administrative secretary and presidential adviser of the presidential office.

After a simple greeting, Chen Cailing led Mu Zi upstairs.

The interior decoration of the presidential palace is not magnificent, perhaps because of the special identity of the president, the style of the whole building tends to be stable and serious, simple and atmospheric, and put an end to excessive extravagance.

Chen Cailing took Mu Zi to the bedroom at the end of the east side, spacious and bright, the room is connected to a half-moon-shaped balcony, separated by a floor-to-ceiling glass door, through which you can see the scenery in the garden.

"The furniture and wallpaper can be changed, and you can rearrange it according to your liking in what style you like." Chen Cailing opened the glass door, letting the fresh air pour in, with a slight chill.

She turned her head to look at Mu Zi and asked tentatively, "If you don't like it, I'll take you to other rooms to have a look?" ”

"No, it's good here." Mu Zi's voice was light, and she couldn't tell if she really liked it or was just perfunctory.

Maybe a smile can show some kindness, but she can't laugh.

Chen Cailing felt that Mu Zi might be a little restrained when she arrived in the new environment, and said: "Then you rest first, and then recognize the people at home when you have lunch later, what kind of food do you like to eat?" Are there any foods to avoid? ”

Mu Zi shook his head lightly: "No." ”

Chen Cailing left the room, leaving Muzi alone here.

Mu Zi put down her luggage and walked outside the glass door, on the periphery of the half-moon-shaped balcony, there was a circle of white Roman pillar railings, and the railings were spotless, which showed that the servants cleaned the room regularly every day.

She leaned against the railing and watched the scenery for a while, when there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Mu Zidao.

The maid came in with a large bouquet of white roses and said respectfully, "Miss, Madame asked me to send it to you, where do you put it?" ”

Mu Zi was stunned, and after a while, he stretched out his hand a little stiffly: "No need...... You can give it to me. ”

She hugged the roses into her arms, smelled the familiar fragrance, and there seemed to be a warm current bubbling in her heart, and her heart felt a little warm.

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