Xirong Ziye thought that it was not because he wanted to cry, but because his eyes stung too much and were too dry.

Such a magnificent wedding proposal, the photo of both of them hugging, and the photo of Bai Yaoyao tearing up were all etched in his mind.

Although the only thing he saw were videos and photos, it was as though he had witnessed it personally. The pain was sharp as sadness filled his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

He was no longer fit to stand by Bai Yaoyao's side now. He had betrayed her both physically and emotionally.

He did not know how things became like that either.

However, no matter how much he did not want to admit, he could not help but realize that this was the fact. He could only wish in his heart that Bai Yaoyao would live happily.

It was true. He would only be a.s.sured as long as she lived a good and happy life.

When Liu Zhong walked into the living room of the White House, he saw the President in this desolate state.

He then saw the newspapers and a pile of magazines on the table. They were all about Country X.

He could not do much as a bystander, so he could only console him and say, "Mr. President, do you want to go out and take a walk and clear your mind? Or you can go and travel. Perhaps this would make you feel a little better."

"Liu Zhong, do you also think I was wrong?"

"I don't think so. I think you have your own difficulties."

Xirong Ziye mocked himself. Difficulties? No, he did all this on his own accord. He was too confident and too conceited. He thought that no matter what he did, no matter how much he hurt Bai Yaoyao, she would always wait for him at the same spot.

He only realized later that no one would wait at the same spot for someone else forever. The hurt had been done. He could not treat her as if nothing had happened before. His guilt had always been there, tormenting him and making him unable to let go.

After a moment's silence, Liu Zhong said, "Mr. President, we found Miss Mei and her son."

"Miss Mei and her son?"

"Yes. It's just like what Xiamu Qingyan had said. She has indeed given birth to a son."

Xirong Ziye turned to look at Liu Zhong, his expression changed completely. His face turned both pale and green as his gaze trembled. "It's my son?"

Liu Zhong said somewhat somberly, "Yes!"

Xirong Ziye's hands gripped the railing tightly, almost locking his hands on it. At this moment, he did not know what to feel. It was as if his heart had turned numb, yet it also felt like it was in a muddled mess.

Xirong Ziye started to laugh out loud self-deprecatingly. His laughter was laced with sorrow and pain.

Liu Zhong stood by the side as he watched him. His heart ached for him because he knew that the President was a responsible man. Whether that woman plotted to sleep with him or not, they still had a child together. The President would not ignore her out of responsibility.

This would then tie down the President. Otherwise, he would not give up Miss Bai no matter what.

At the same time, he felt that this was not too bad either. Given the President's devotion and regret, he might not fall in love with anyone else again if he did not have Bai Yaoyao.

He was really afraid that the President would continue to live in solitude. With a woman and child by his side now, at least the President would continue to live on properly to fulfill his responsibility.

After laughing, Xirong Ziye's face sank. It was as if he had lost all energy in him.

Time pa.s.sed slowly, bit by bit. After some time, Xirong Ziye finally spoke slowly, "Where are they? I will go over personally."

Hearing the President's hoa.r.s.e voice, Liu Zhong said, "In Nanyuan City…"

"Okay. Make the arrangements. I will go there tomorrow."

"Yes, sir."

Xirong Ziye shut his eyes for a moment and sighed before he stood up and left the White House.