Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 1160: Afraid of the Dark? Weren’t You Running Around Just Now?
Tang Li turned to press the light switch, but there was still no reaction.
The bathroom was equally pitch black.
The curtains that weren’t fully drawn allowed some light to seep in.
Tang Li groped her way to the Imperial Consort’s Couch, leaned over and slightly opened the curtains. Sure enough, the main building hadn’t lost power, and the streetlights across the street were all on.
So, it’s very likely that her action caused the short circuit in the room’s wiring.
Just then, there was the sound of a sliding door being moved in the darkness.
Tang Li turned toward the sound and faintly saw Song Baiyan’s tall figure. The next moment, she closed the curtains again and took the initiative: "Just now, when turning on the heater, it seems to have burned out the control panel."
Listening to the footsteps, Tang Li also looked towards the direction of the bedside.
Then, she saw a light, which was Song Baiyan turning on the cellphone’s flashlight.
The light illuminated the man’s sharply defined side profile, as Tang Li watched on, observing Song Baiyan inspect the control panel and switches, not forgetting to inform him: "There’s power outside."
Song Baiyan tried the switch again, "I guess the copper plates inside must have touched."
Of course, Tang Li wouldn’t say it was her handiwork.
So, she accepted Song Baiyan’s assumption.
The nights in September aren’t too hot.
If you don’t use a blanket, you might not even need to turn on the air conditioning.
Tang Li was hesitating whether to change rooms to sleep when she heard Song Baiyan say: "The Tan Palace has electricians, let them come over now to check."
The master bedroom has a landline.
A call can be made to the housekeeping office to send someone to fix the wiring.
Song Baiyan was about to pick up the landline’s receiver when Tang Li stopped him: "Actually, fixing it tomorrow is the same."
"In the middle of the night, the electricians are probably all asleep." Tang Li spoke while also moving to the landline’s side: "To wake them up to fix things and make them sweat profusely wouldn’t be very humane."
"Isn’t it a problem to have no electricity?" Song Baiyan asked her.
"It’s not a problem."
If they fix it now, Song Baiyan would find out she’s the one who broke the circuit.
Although it’s not a big deal, it affects her personal standing within the household.
If it’s discovered she was meddling with the control panel, wouldn’t it indirectly tell Song Baiyan that she’s been scheming in the room?
"I checked the real-time weather, it’s just twenty-three or twenty-four degrees outside tonight."
Tang Li said: "Anyway, there’s the sheer curtain, if you open the balcony door to sleep, you shouldn’t sweat."
Even if there’s sweating, it’s her.
Usually, Song Baiyan keeps the room temperature at 27 degrees.
Every time, she sneaks it a bit lower for her own comfort.
Tang Li offered another suggestion: "If it doesn’t work, we can sleep in the guest room for one night."
After that, Song Baiyan also put down the receiver: "Since it’s not a big deal, have them come fix it in the morning. As for where to sleep—"
In the dimly lit room, Tang Li’s hands resting on the edge of something were covered again, feeling his familiar dry touch, accompanied by a gentle sigh: "As long as the person is still the same, anywhere is fine."
Tang Li pressed her lips together lightly.
This resigned yet pampering tone caused a sweetness to rise in her heart.
Tang Li knew very well that as long as Song Baiyan wanted, it was easy for him to coax a little girl like her.
He didn’t even need too much bait, she’d obediently follow along.
So, she climbed up the pole and directly threw herself into Song Baiyan’s embrace.
In the moment her pajamas were tugged, Song Baiyan also gathered her in his arms, Tang Li’s hesitant voice echoed in the darkness: "I’m a bit afraid of the dark."
Song Baiyan laughed gently without letting her go: "Afraid of the dark, yet you were just running around?"
"I was pretending to be brave."
Tang Li said, holding Song Baiyan’s waist more tightly: "Now I don’t want to pretend anymore."
Once the ’afraid of darkness’ persona was established, of course she couldn’t sleep without finding support.
Song Baiyan lay on the bed, soon a small head snuggled into his embrace, Tang Li spoke again: "I’m afraid of having nightmares."
When she finished speaking, her hands clung to the man’s chest.
A hostage who could gleefully carry out extractions even when kidnapped, if she claimed to fear a blackout, few would believe it if told, it all depends if the other party wants to expose her on the spot.
Song Baiyan was evidently enjoying the situation too.
"Being held like this, no nightmares?"
"Mm."
Her illogical reasoning, ultimately, was accepted by Song Baiyan.
Tang Li slept the whole night in the man’s arms.
When she woke up, it was already bright, and there was a blanket covering her.
She instinctively reached for the cellphone.
As a result, she found it was charging.
This meant there was power in the master bedroom again.
Realizing that the electricians came in to fix the wiring while she was sound asleep, Tang Li felt a bit embarrassed, presumably they were summoned by Song Baiyan in the morning.
Seeing it was past nine, Tang Li chose not to continue sleeping.
As she stood at the washbasin squeezing toothpaste, she accidentally dropped the toothpaste cap onto the floor.
Bending down to squat, picking up the toothpaste cap, she also noticed the circuit breaker inside the washbasin area.
No wonder the electricians didn’t wake her, the master bedroom’s circuit breaker was here.
By closing the sliding door, all the noise was indeed isolated.
Tang Li got dressed and received a notification from the Huafu No.1 community group chat.
—Neighbors informed her that reporters had come outside her apartment.
A few days had passed, Jiang Yiniing and her mother were still living in the apartment.
Even the thrice-daily symphony hadn’t moved the mother and daughter.
Tang Li didn’t go to drive them away, just waiting for the lease to expire.
The fact that IMG rented her an apartment in Huafu No.1 was easily discoverable by the paparazzi. With the online chaos yesterday, her mysterious background had become intriguing, no surprise some entertainment journalists wanted to scoop some big news.
Learning that Jiang Yiniing and her mother hadn’t left the house in these past days, except for ordering takeout morning and night, while trash piled up at their doorway drawing the ire of neighboring retired elderly women, Tang Li first apologized to the ladies and sent several 200 yuan red packets in the group.
Half an hour later, Tang Li received a voice call from Wu Xuehan.
"Ah Li, hurry and check Warm-hearted Uncle’s livestream on Douyin!"
Tang Li was no stranger to Warm-hearted Uncle.
When living at Yunqi Villa, it was the show Song Jingtian watched every night while eating dinner.
As for the show’s content, it was always something like someone’s old hen being stolen again or some beauty salon botching someone’s eyebrows.
She was just about to ask what the scene was like when Wu Xuehan spilled the beans: "Yiniing’s mom accepted an interview from Warm-hearted Uncle, saying the baby in Yiniing’s womb is actually Lai Yuaner’s half-sibling!"
Tang Li: "..."
