Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 1153: Where There’s No Wind, There Are No Waves
Tang Li didn’t know what was going on in Song Jingtian’s mind, so he directly asked, "Did you come to the master bedroom to find me for something?"
"Can’t I come to find you for no reason?" The little guy temporarily put aside matters of the Li Family and Wang Family, and although he replied rudely, he was honest enough to take out a ’gold’ bracelet from his pants pocket: "Nothing much, just wanted to tell you the bracelet I bought has arrived."
Tang Li took the bracelet, somewhat surprised by Song Jingtian’s generosity.
It was as if a stingy rooster suddenly plucked its own feather.
"Is it for me?" Tang Li decided to confirm first.
Song Jingtian nodded, inserting his chubby little hand into the pocket of his suit shorts, striking the pose of a rich second-generation spending lavishly for his ’mom’: "Wasn’t it your birthday last month? I didn’t give you anything then, so I’m making it up now. It’s not like it cost much, you can just wear it for fun."
A gold bracelet would cost at least seven or eight thousand.
The model the little guy bought, while a bit light, still showed his intention.
Tang Li slipped the bracelet onto her left wrist, stacking it with the watch Song Baiyan gave her. She waved her hand and asked Song Jingtian, "How does it look?"
"It’s alright." Song Jingtian said with his hands in his pockets, feeling a bit proud.
"What’s this ’Cindy’ engraved on the inside of the bracelet?"
Song Jingtian: "..."
Of course, he wouldn’t tell Tang Li that he bought the bracelet for his girlfriend, but it turned out too big. Plus, it was a no-refund item from a live-stream sale, and the store didn’t allow returns.
"I wanted to engrave your name," the little guy quickly came up with a flawless explanation, "but there wasn’t enough space, so I had them engrave an English name for you."
Tang Li still felt something wasn’t quite right.
She took off the bracelet for a closer look, the shininess of the gold looking a bit too much.
She looked at the little guy, "Did you buy this bracelet as a group purchase on Pinduoduo?"
As she spoke, Tang Li scratched the bracelet with her nail.
"What are you doing?" the little guy asked.
Tang Li: "Seeing if it fades."
Song Jingtian: "......"
Being suspected of giving a fake gift, Song Jingtian huffed, "If you don’t want it, you can return it to me."
Tang Li ensured the bracelet didn’t fade and put it back on her wrist, "Once a gift is given, there’s no reason to take it back."
Song Jingtian pursed his lips.
He knew that his big brother gave Tang Li a watch worth about 200,000.
The day after Tang Li got the watch, she wore it proudly.
He felt his big brother spoiled Tang Li too much, spending 200,000 on a watch just like that, losing a month and a half’s salary.
With a money burner like that at home, his big brother would definitely have to work overtime every day.
Otherwise, where would he get the money to buy her bags and watches?
At this rate, his big brother was bound to get gray hair early.
But he saw that his big brother seemed to enjoy it.
Song Jingtian glanced again at Tang Li by the bed; such a little enchantress, his big brother couldn’t help but cherish her. Before realizing the mother-son relationship between him and Tang Li, wasn’t he the same, willing to give everything to her? But now he’s out of the ordeal.
After giving the bracelet, Song Jingtian didn’t stay in the master bedroom any longer.
Once the little guy left, Tang Li noticed two missed calls on her silenced cellphone.
She disagreed with Li Hao’s approach.
Having plotted for twenty years to capture Isa, it wasn’t something that could be swayed by her in one go.
If that’s the case, then talking more is pointless.
There wasn’t any need to call again.
Tang Li made the bed and prepared to head to the kitchen to make some homemade cookies.
As for the Li Family, she had to return there at some point,
even if it was just to figure out her own background.
But the conversation with Li Hao forced her to delay her original plans.
This time Tang Li made both salty and sweet cookies.
Considering Song Baiyan didn’t like sweets, she made twice as much cheese cookies as milk cookies.
Just as she finished creaming the butter, a text message popped up on her phone.
The message had only three words, along with an exclamation point.
[You are good!]
The sender’s number was international.
But it wasn’t from Li Ruan.
Tang Li assumed it was Li Hao who couldn’t hold back from arguing with her, so she put down the mixer and replied, "Are you that old and still acting like this?"
Northern Myanmar, Shan State.
Ming received Tang Li’s reply, looked up at Kun and said, "She says you can’t take a joke."
Kun grabbed back the phone.
Even though he couldn’t understand the S language, he could sense the contempt and ridicule in those eight characters!
No wonder the kid agreed so readily back then!
Because they never intended to really hand over the 2,000 pounds of white powder!
They even used wheat flour to mock him!
Looking at the small bugs crawling in the flour, Kun cursed and stormed out of the stilt house.
A daughter pays for the father’s debts!
Let’s see if he can’t beat that Lai guy to death!
While Lai Wenyan was subjected to a saltwater wash while being hung from a tree, Tang Li also opened her oven, taking out two trays of cookies.
Having failed once before, she didn’t burn them this time.
Tang Li placed the cookies on a plate and carried them to the living room. Just as she reached the door, she noticed Xiao Minglan had returned from the reception room and was talking with Aunt Min.
"If Su Mei hadn’t come over today, who knows when I would have heard about these rumors."
This prompted Tang Li to pause at the door.
Through the slightly ajar door, she saw Xiao Minglan take off her shawl and Aunt Min continued, "They say it’s all gossip without any evidence. In the circle, there are many who wanted to marry their daughters to Mister, and now that Mister is married, it’s normal for them to spread sour words."
"There’s no smoke without fire." Xiao Minglan sighed silently, "If these rumors spread, they will eventually cause trouble."
Besides, what they were saying was actually true.
Tang Li’s grandfather was indeed the Drug Lord Tang Shen.
Aunt Min said, "Mrs. Meng mentioned that these words initially came from a Remembering the South drinking session, said by Third Master Zuo Bin of the Zuo Family."
The Zuo Family.
Tang Li was not unfamiliar with that surname.
Two hours ago, she heard about them from Li Hao.
From behind the door, Aunt Min’s voice sounded again, "This Third Master Zuo is notorious in the Beijing Circle, and that young mistress always had issues with the young Madam. If she really got involved with Third Master Zuo, and he wanted to back her up, he’s bound to speak recklessly when drunk."
Hearing this, Tang Li had already figured it out.
It was likely Lai Yuaner who revealed her secret origins to others.
Whether it was her and Lai Wenyan’s father-daughter relationship, or her familial connection to Tang Shen.
"He deliberately said those words for Tan Palace to hear."
Xiao Minglan let out another sigh, and Tang Li tightened her grip on the tray, "If His Excellency wants to eliminate drugs, why not start by cleaning up his own backyard first? The fact that he dared to say that means he has some backing and isn’t afraid of criticism. Don’t forget, his father was the former Speaker of the House of Representatives, Zuo Yuliang."
"Although Zuo Yuliang has retired, he still holds quite a reputation in the political circle."
Tang Li didn’t go in, and instead turned to head back to the master bedroom.
After setting down the cookies, she used her phone to dial Lai Yuaner’s number.
Lai Yuaner didn’t refuse her call and even picked up quickly. Tang Li didn’t beat around the bush, "What did you tell the Zuo Family?"
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Good night!
