Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 1136: Is the Kitten Really Naughty?
The cold-shouldered Tang Li slept until dawn.
When she went downstairs, Song Jingtian was already seated at the dining table, eating breakfast, and using a tablet to make a video call. As Tang Li approached the dining area, she heard the pleasant laughter of a little girl coming from the tablet.
As soon as the little one saw her, she quickly ended the call.
Using her chubby fingers, she tapped on the tablet, switching the screen to the game interface of ’Candy Crush.’
"Did your mother call you this morning?" Tang Li asked as she took her seat at the table.
Song Jingtian glanced at her indifferently and continued playing his ’Transforming Home’ game—he was building a luxurious mansion for Cindy in the game.
Who is Cindy?
Song Jingtian looked at Tang Li again. Ever since he discovered his own background, he abandoned Tang Li like a crooked tree. In the past few days, he joined the girls’ group from his new school, and after a day of observing, he finally chose Cindy as his 26th girlfriend.
Cindy was a nice girl; as soon as they confirmed their relationship, she gifted him a watch skin.
Unlike a certain Tang...
Seeing the little one constantly sneaking glances at her, Tang Li looked back, "Eye twitching?"
Song Jingtian: "..."
The little one withdrew her gaze and sent a voice message to Cindy using her smartwatch, "I’ve sent the Pinduoduo link to Ding Ding, remember to check it."
"Check what?" Tang Li asked first.
Song Jingtian clearly didn’t want to tell her, "Nothing."
Then the little one asked, "Haven’t you been filming lately?"
"Yeah." Tang Li cut her fried egg with a knife, "I’ll talk about it after this period."
Song Jingtian pursed his little lips.
He remembered that Tang Li was penniless.
Half of the money she earned was donated, and the other half went to pay off the mortgage.
Looking at Tang Li’s current slacking attitude, he couldn’t help but worry—after losing his job in ten years, when he wanted to marry a wife, these two wouldn’t plan to skip the dowry, right?
After all, he was their biological child!
After finishing breakfast and heading upstairs to read, Tang Li asked the little one again, "Why didn’t your brother let you bring Tiger Whip?"
"Because of that cat." The little one glanced at her, "Afraid it would be wronged, our Tiger Whip is so simple and honest, getting bullied by it every day, yet my brother says Tiger Whip would bite it."
His brother was biased not once or twice, he got used to it long ago.
In his brother’s eyes, Tang Li was so frail and unreliable, even her cat enjoyed the same treatment.
Poor Tiger Whip and Ah Xi...
What Tang Li was reading upstairs wasn’t a third-year textbook, but a constitution of Country S.
She bought it at a bookstore the day before yesterday.
Despite Song Baiyan saying her grandfather’s identity didn’t affect him much, she still wanted to verify it for herself. Besides, even if the constitution didn’t specify, once exposed, public opinion would cause a tremendous stir.
That was the real reason she was eager to ’separate.’
While reading, Tang Li’s attention returned to the cellphone beside her.
It had been almost forty-eight hours.
After splitting up, there really was no news.
If she actively reached out, would it turn into a signal for reconciliation?
Trying to keep calm, yet couldn’t help but think.
Song Baiyan didn’t play on WeChat.
If she posted on social media, Song Baiyan wouldn’t see it either.
So, she picked up her cellphone and sent a post using her main microblog account.
[Tang Li V]: "Studying. [Image]"
She opened a book titled , took a photo of a page, then uploaded it to me Weibo.
Within ten minutes, the likes had exceeded a thousand.
After the finale of ’The Brightest Star’ and the hit of ’Our Little Bear Child,’ Tang Li’s popularity grew day by day, not yet reaching almost first-tier but squeezing into the second-tier of Mainland Entertainment.
At her feet, came a tickling sensation.
Tang Li looked down; it was an orange tail.
Just as she was about to bend down to pick up the cat, the little one leaped up.
Little paws stepped on the book, meowing softly.
Eventually, it directly jumped into Tang Li’s embrace.
Watching the kitten licking its paws, Tang Li glanced at the fruit platter on the desk again.
Tan Palace.
Song Baiyan returned to the office with a dossier, placing it on the desk when a barely audible vibration came from the drawer.
He opened the drawer, and the cellphone screen was already lit.
It was a message.
From Tang Li.
"This cat is a bit naughty. Could you come and pick it up? [Photo][Photo]"
Song Baiyan opened the first photo.
The little cat was held by the scruff of its neck, hanging in mid-air, limbs drooping, mouth and belly stained with dragon fruit color.
As for the second photo, it showed a messy desk.
A textbook was stained with fruits.
Before Song Baiyan could reply, Tang Li sent another message: "It’s okay if you don’t come, I think it seems to know it was wrong."
After posing for the photos, Tang Li put the kitten back on the desk, just as she was about to wipe it with some tissues, a message alert popped up on her cellphone.
Grasping the tissues, she picked up the cellphone.
It was a message from Song Baiyan.
Seeing the content, Tang Li’s face flared with embarrassment, feeling as if she got caught.
Song Baiyan asked her: "Is the kitten really naughty?"
Having arranged the crime scene, retracting the statement would be admitting fault, so she followed suit: "Besides it and Song Jingtian, there’s no third naughty one here at the estate."
Having composed the message, she hit send.
After waiting five minutes, there was no reply.
Too lazy to respond?
Remembering what Song Jingtian said last night, she wasn’t at Tan Palace, Song Baiyan was very at ease alone. Now she had the proof; people like him wouldn’t really see small fry like her, messages are replied to at will.
Watching the ginger cat rolling on the desk, Tang Li picked it up and headed to the bathroom.
Song Jingtian arrived upstairs just when Tang Li was washing the cat.
The little one walked with hands behind his back, passed Tang Li’s study for the fifth time, and still didn’t see the door open, he couldn’t hold back and decided to open the study door himself.
However, there was nobody inside.
Preparing to find the person, the cellphone on the desk rang.
Song Jingtian circling around the desk, reaching for the cellphone on tiptoe, saw an incoming FaceTime (video) call on Tang Li’s cellphone.
Incoming call from an unfamiliar number.
The little one holding the cellphone tapped the call button.
In the next second, a familiar stilt house appeared on the cellphone screen.
With the view switch, he saw an old acquaintance, Kun, far away in Northern Myanmar.
Instinctively wanting to end the call, Kun’s laughter came from the other side, "Is my little niece not around? No matter, come, say hello to the two guests I invited!"
The video view switched again.
Song Jingtian saw Lai Wenyan and Ouyang Qian tied like silkworms and hanging upside down from a tree.
Then a dart hit Lai Wenyan’s arm.
Lai Wenyan let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered!
Ouyang Qian panicked, her face flushed red due to brain congestion, pleading, "I really don’t know what cargo! I don’t know anything, really, I don’t know anything!"
Before she finished pleading, a whip lashed her back.
Instantly, skin split open and flesh is exposed!
Peng Sha, with the big gold chain, scooped a ladle of saltwater, poured directly onto Ouyang Qian.
Ouyang Qian’s cries instantly drowned out Lai Wenyan’s cursing.
Kun rotated the camera back, looked at the confused child on the other end of the phone call, laughing increasingly chillingly: "Tell Tang Li for me, I’ll call again later, her father doesn’t admit taking that batch of white powder, even said she’s the one falsely accusing, helplessly, I’ll have to invite her to Northern Myanmar again!"
White powder.
Song Jingtian thought of that sack of flour in the kitchen.
He could understand.
This Kun, running around kidnapping people, actually intended to snatch their family’s flour!
—— 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Good night.
