Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 1019: Hard to Tell Me?

Tang Li spoke up, a hint of probing in her voice, turning to the man beside her: "If I wanted those antiques, would you agree to give them to me?"

Song Baiyan leaned back against the bench, his large hand covering her left hand resting at the edge of the seat: "I can’t give you exactly the same ones, but there are substitutes of equivalent value."

"You might as well just say you can’t give them to me."

Tang Li hit the nail on the head.

"So, Your Excellency isn’t omnipotent after all." Her words sounded like a jest, yet carried a hint of provocation.

Song Baiyan laughed.

At this moment, Tang Li was slightly impudent, her carefree appearance captured in Song Baiyan’s gaze, not feeling offended but rather wanting to indulge her in this mood even more.

This was an age meant to be bold and unrestrained.

With fewer entanglements and less calculation, one could live with the comfort they deserved.

No matter how beautiful a glass vessel is, it restricts the growth of a plant’s roots.

Beneath the greenery is the bondage of freedom.

Hoping for one’s children to succeed is an expectation many parents have, and Song Baiyan admits he’s no exception.

But Tang Li is not his child, so his expectations don’t apply; his only wish for Tang Li is to live the rest of her life comfortably and freely.

The lively and charming Tang Li is the one Song Baiyan favors.

Similarly, the scheming Tang Li is also one Song Baiyan likes.

"If someone truly were omnipotent, it would be time to ascend to immortality."

It’s as if she meant to reach the heavens.

Tang Li, of course, knew that even a head of state would be restricted by various regulations, such as constraints from Congress and the courts, so how could one truly act on their whims?

So she spoke again, no longer poking at others’ ’sore spots’: "I was just asking casually."

As she said this, she tapped her shoe tip and continued: "Things like these unclaimed antiques are best entrusted to the nation."

Between the lines, she still didn’t admit that she was the one who instructed someone to throw the antiques in National Square.

Seeing Tang Li’s slippery demeanor, Song Baiyan didn’t press her too hard. Bringing up that box of antiques wasn’t about pursuing the matter, so he simply changed the topic: "There’s a Xinxin Bar on the outskirts of the city, have you heard of it?"

"..." Tang Li regretted finishing that cup of sugarcane juice so quickly.

Otherwise, she could have taken another sip to calm her nerves.

Song Baiyan knowing about Xinxin Bar implied that the things she did had more or less been exposed.

"Is it difficult to answer this question?" Song Baiyan asked again.

At this point, Tang Li stopped being evasive.

Since further denial was pointless, she decided to own up to it: "Since you already know, why are you still asking me?"

"Gossip is never as accurate as the person themselves narrating it." Song Baiyan’s rich, magnetic voice resonated in her ear: "Can’t you tell me?"

Tang Li turned her head slightly, meeting Song Baiyan’s exceptionally gentle expression.

Just one look, and she surrendered.

"It’s not like I can’t talk about it." Tang Li withdrew her gaze and answered simply: "I just paid people to do something, and the bar owner happened to have some connections."

"That time Ethan ended up in the hospital, it was all their doing."

Thinking of the presence of [Takeshita warbler], Tang Li specifically clarified: "These things aren’t insurmountable problems for me."

"The first time I went to the bar, I wore a hat and mask. Later, I used a space card to contact the other party, and I didn’t use online transfers for the agreed payments."

In summary, she didn’t expose her identity.

Even if the Lai Family People investigated the bar, they wouldn’t be able to pin anything on her.

As long as she didn’t admit it, their suspicions would remain just that—suspicions.

Besides, not everyone is like Song Baiyan.

Throughout the entire S Nation, only a few have the authority to access the national road traffic monitoring system.

Actually, Tang Li had already guessed that the bar owner had likely been exposed when the box was dropped at National Square and captured by the roadside surveillance.

This plan wasn’t foolproof.

But she went ahead with it anyway.

Ultimately, it was because she had someone to rely on.

Because she knew that even if she messed things up, there would be someone to have her back.

Right now, that person was beside her.

"I’m not that smart, nor do I have any special skills." Tang Li spoke again: "But I still want to try and do well in those matters that are inherently related to me."