Official Son-in-Law and the Beautiful Lady Fragrance Chapter 1970 1970:

Zhao Yan said these words, feeling sowhat uncomfortable inside.

After all, didn't Chi Zhongshui express interest in her, Gu Yan, to her father?

How co Chi Zhongshui and Ye Bingyu are getting along so well?

Unexpectedly, Ye Bingyu blushed, waved her hand, and made a slight swing in the air, "What are you saying, Yan? He and I are just ordinary friends. It's not as deep as you think."

Although her relationship with Liu Zhizhong has indeed deepened, she wouldn't let Zhao Yan know now, would she?

Only then did Zhao Yan feel a bit relieved, yet she wondered, "Ordinary friends? An ordinary friend can give you a villa and a yacht? Does that make any sense?"

"Well, as a president, he is enthusiastic and hospitable; giving gifts, what's wrong with that?" Ye Bingyu was tangled in Zhao Yan's logical reasoning yet spoke with great coherence.

Zhao Yan shook her head, with a look filled with aning, "Hmm~~~~ Sothing's not right, not right, you're not right, you and Chi Zhongshui are not right..."

Just then, a rather magnetic voice erged from the cabin door on the other side.

"Miss Gu is indeed clever, able to spot different details in everything! If my guess is correct, you must be a detail-oriented person, right? Maybe, only with extraordinary control over details can you beco a dance queen! Haha..."

As Liu Zhizhong spoke, he slowly pushed open the cabin door with grace.

At this mont, Zhao Yan was already stunned.

Because it was indeed the President of the Valle Republic, Chi Zhongshui, wearing the captain's gear, a very neat professional attire, making him appear more spirited.

Zhao Yan couldn't imagine it, Chi Zhongshui actually ca to the yacht, even personally steering it?

At that mont, Liu Zhizhong had the yacht on autopilot, in cruise control, a light cruise. Against the water, a bit faster than the flow.

The Kachin River's flow isn't fast, slow and drifting, the centerline course is quite steady and comfortable.

And so Liu Zhizhong arrived, sitting down by the viewing table on the deck.

On the left, the beauty Ye Bingyu.

On the right, the wife Zhao Yan.

Looking at the two beauties, each with their own charm, Liu Zhizhong's inner wicked fla was burning!

No, no, of course, it was a vigorous fla, deeply stirred internally.

Ye Bingyu looked at Zhao Yan's stunned expression and couldn't help but chuckle, casually greeting, "President Chi, good evening!"

"Haha… Good evening, Miss Ye! Well, Miss Ye, Miss Gu, how's my driving skill?"

Ye Bingyu laughed, "The president driving, very stable, not a bit of bump! It's just making you stoop to being a captain, we feel a bit awkward!"

Saying this, Ye Bingyu started pouring wine for Liu Zhizhong.

Zhao Yan was almost in a state of losing control, because at this mont, it felt like she wasn't hearing Chi Zhongshui's voice but Liu Zhizhong's—the voice of her deceased… oh, sacrificed husband.

Looking at Liu Zhizhong now, she still couldn't connect him with the Liu Zhizhong from back then!

The appearance changed largely, the deanor too, except the voice staying unchanged.

Of course, she couldn't connect her forr husband with the current significant political leader!

To say, Zhao Yan has gone through Chi Zhongshui's diplomatic appearances, truly stable, very poised. Despite being a president of a small nation and quite young, he already carried great deanor! That political state didn't lose at all to her father, Gu Changsha, an old hand in politics.

Liu Zhizhong quickly noticed Zhao Yan's oddity, curiously asking, "Miss Gu, what's wrong? Is the wine here not aromatic, the snacks not tasty, or was my sudden entry sowhat presumptuous and made you uncomfortable?"

This gentle tone, this charismatic voice, who else could he be if not Liu Zhizhong?

Zhao Yan couldn't believe at all, there weren't completely identical people in the world, but the voices were this similar.

At this mont, she was slightly embarrassed, soon regaining her calm, proud, natural deanor, smiled and said, "Oh, haha… making President Chi laugh. I was just a bit absent-minded for a mont. Rare for President Chi to be so thoughtful, amid countless affairs, still arranging for your ordinary friends and her friends, haha…"

Liu Zhizhong glanced at Ye Bingyu, and the two exchanged smiles, smiling joyfully.

Their eye contact though extrely formal, didn't show any trace of affair kind of stuff.

Liu Zhizhong looked at Zhao Yan with a deeply emotional tone, "Miss Gu, are you a bit absent-minded, due to coming to visit with your father, a bit tired and weary?"

"Uh… I…"

Zhao Yan was stunned, feeling sowhat troubled.

Couldn't just tell the president, hearing your voice reminded of my deceased husband, could she?

That would seem… a bit impolite!

However, she was quick on her feet, imdiately speaking to Ye Bingyu, "Bingyu, you're friends with President Chi, haven't you noticed, the president's vocal tone, quality, this evening differs slightly from usual occasions? Seems very much like soone from the past, doesn't it?"

Ye Bingyu was stunned, then quickly chuckled, "It did change! President Chi Zhongshui's voice, resembles your late husband Liu Zhizhong! Precisely because of this, during my mission, hearing his voice, I thought he was Liu Zhizhong!"

Liu Zhizhong nodded, very cooperative.

Zhao Yan quickly nodded too, looking at Liu Zhizhong, and said, "Indeed, this voice is too similar. If not seeing the real person, I'd truly believe Liu Zhizhong is still alive! But things in the world, alas… it's my regret!"

Liu Zhizhong said, "I know, heard Miss Ye talk about it. Your husband Liu Zhizhong was such and such, but in this world, no one probably understands Liu Zhizhong more than ."

"Ah? You…"

Zhao Yan was stunned.

The unfamiliar husband in front raised the wine glass, smiled, and said, "Miss Gu, I'll say seriously once, just once, whether you believe it or not, I am Liu Zhizhong. Only Liu Zhizhong understands himself best."

"What? You…"

Zhao Yan was entirely shocked, completely dumbfounded.

"Reuniting with the wife, already different layers of identities, behold life's intricacies. Co, Zhao Yan, share a drink?"

Liu Zhizhong raised the wine glass with an air of refinent, yet exuding that particular presidential solemnity. But his words made Zhao Yan truly incredulous.

"You… you're Liu Zhizhong? No no no, you this… impossible, impossible…"

Zhao Yan shook her head repeatedly, heart racing like a flurry, brain all chaotic.

She frantically looked toward Ye Bingyu.

Yet Ye Bingyu raised her glass, "Miss Gu, just accept it, he truly is Liu Zhizhong! I'll accompany you two, sharing a reunion drink, shall we?"