Chapter 815： White Rose

The car drove into a spacious road, with birch forests on both sides straight and tall, and the lake behind the trees was shimmering and shimmering in the sun.

And there is an island in the center of the lake, and white buildings are faintly visible among the verdant trees. There is the presidential residence where politicians flock to.

The island has an oval shape and is connected to the outside world by only one bridge. Both ends of the bridge are heavily guarded. Every car entering will be recorded by the electronic eye. There are boats patrolling the lake continuously for 24 hours, which can be described as heavily guarded.

After passing the bridge, you can see the majestic and majestic building complex. It consists of the main building and the east and west wings. The outer walls are as white as snow, and the pillars are arranged straight. At a glance, the entire presidential palace is solid and elegant.

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

They used to live in the presidential palace of Grandpa Situ Yan's generation.

At that time, the Huaya Empire was still in war and it took time to build the presidential palace. So the people of that generation renovated an old house left over from the previous dynasty and used it as the presidential palace. Later, the new presidential palace was completed and Situ Yan’s grandfather He bought the old house and became the private residence of the Situ family.

The two got off the bus and Chen Cailing introduced to Mu Zi: "The east is the office area, and the west is the security area. The main building has a banquet hall and a reception room. Our living area is mainly on the second floor. Do you like roses? There is a rose in the back. The garden is very beautiful."

There was a ripple in Mu Zi's eyes, and he said softly: "Yes, I like white roses very much."

Chen Cailing didn't notice the difference, she walked in front and smiled and said, "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 lobby on the first floor. Several people were talking inside. Chen Cailing introduced him as the executive secretary and presidential adviser of the presidential palace.

After a brief 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 is more stable and serious, simple and elegant, and avoid excessive extravagance.

Chen Cailing took Mu Zi to the bedroom at the far end of the east side. It was spacious and bright. The room was connected to a half-moon-shaped balcony, separated by a floor-to-ceiling glass door, through which the view of the garden could be seen.

"Furniture and wallpaper can be changed, and you can re-arrange it to your liking what style you like." Chen Cailing opened the glass door to let in fresh air, with a little chill.

She turned her head to look at Mu Zi, and tentatively asked, "If you don't like it, I will take you to another room to see?"

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

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

Chen Cailing felt that Mu Zi might be a little cautious when he arrived in the new environment, and said, "Then you should rest first, and then come to recognize your family members when you have lunch later. What kind of food do you like? Are there any foods that you should not eat?"

Mu Zi shook his head lightly: "No."

Chen Cailing left the room, leaving Mu Zi alone here.

Mu Zi put down his luggage and walked outside the glass door. On the periphery of the half-moon balcony, there is a circle of white Roman pillar railings. The railings are spotlessly clean. It can be seen that the servants clean the room regularly every day.

She leaned against the railing and looked at the scenery for a while, and someone knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Mu Zi said.

The servant came in with a big bunch of white roses and said respectfully: "Miss, Madam asked me to send it to you. Where do you put it?"

Mu Zi was stunned for a while, and stretched out his hand stiffly: "No need... you can just give it to me."

She hugged the rose into her arms and smelled the familiar fragrant fragrance. There seemed to be a warm gurgling flow in her heart and a little warmth in her heart.