Early the next morning, inside the Presidential Travel Palace…
Yeh Huang's strong and muscular figure was exposed in the golden morning light. He wore only a pair of black sweatpants, his shirtless upper body muscular and firm, as he sweated profusely while jogging. Following behind him were four secret service bodyguards. In a pavilion in the distance, Tang Fangfei, dressed flamboyantly, was alluringly waiting, distractedly sipping her morning tea. She had been here for two days, Yeh Huang was always busy with various things, and though she wanted to see him, she couldn't, feeling inexplicably annoyed and anxious.
The phone suddenly rang. She glanced at it and pressed the answer button. "Mom, why are you calling me? I'm busy!"
"Oh, I know you're busy over at the Presidential Palace, but something happened, and I'm upset, so I called you."
"What happened?"
