Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 1190: Kang Yunxi, Did You Order Ming to Sell Her?
Tang Li was woken up by a dog’s tail grass.
That day, she got on the helicopter and was smothered by Xue Ya’s handkerchief, passing out.
The dose of the sedative made Tang Li sleep for about twenty hours.
She slowly opened her eyes, her nose itching continuously. Tang Li instinctively raised her hand, and just touched the furry thing when a joyful child’s voice rang beside her: "You’re awake?!"
This voice was not unfamiliar to Tang Li.
Turning her head, she met Song Jingtian’s large, black eyes.
The little guy was leaning on the bedside, wearing a flower headscarf and dressed in local attire, looking like a rebel.
"You—" Tang Li’s head was still a bit heavy, making her reaction inevitably slow.
Seeing this, Song Jingtian immediately helped Tang Li sit up, then went to pour a cup of ancient tree tea. After watching Tang Li drink most of it, he spoke again: "Feeling better now?"
Tang Li first glanced around the surroundings, decorated in a tropical style. Finally, her gaze returned to Song Jingtian: "Why are you here too?"
"Well..." The little guy finished the tea in the cup and expressed melancholy: "I just went to the bathroom, and they knocked me out and brought me here."
Tang Li: "I heard that the septic tank exploded and blew your shoes away."
Song Jingtian: "..."
No matter how they were brought here, at least they were okay.
Tang Li reached out to touch the little guy, but Song Jingtian quickly dodged, holding the cup and moving to the table, saying, "I’ve inquired, we’re in Kang Sang, the capital of Nanwa State, northern Burma. This is the Nanwa United Army’s base. Don’t wander around carelessly, or they might treat you as a spy."
Nanwa State.
This place had been mentioned by Li Ruan.
It is where Isa hides.
Tang Li didn’t expect, after circling around, she would eventually come here.
Still being kidnapped.
The little guy sighed while sitting on the bench: "I disappeared like this, I don’t know how worried my family would be."
"Do you know who kidnapped you?" Tang Li asked.
"Of course." Song Jingtian turned around, peeling peanuts with his chubby hands: "We even had lunch together today."
Seeing the little guy’s demeanor, it appeared he quite enjoyed the meal.
Thinking of ’Qin Wenwa’ and his relationship, seeing him so carefree, Tang Li involuntarily asked again: "Didn’t she say anything to you?"
"She did indeed."
Song Jingtian answered while peeling: "She said you’d wake up in the afternoon, and we’ll have dinner together."
Saying this, the little guy reassured her: "This place is much better than the village, I can come and go as I like. If I want something to eat, just tell them, and they’ll get it for me."
"But... I do miss my family’s Tiger Whip."
No matter how good the place is, it’s ultimately not home.
Moreover, it’s actually not that great.
The mosquitoes here are bigger than the southern cockroaches of S Country.
He already had a bit of anemia, if he stayed here long, wouldn’t his blood be sucked dry?
By evening, indeed someone came to call them for dinner.
After waking up, Tang Li took a bath. Song Jingtian went to borrow a hairdryer for her and brought back a set of clothes. When the door opened, vague sounds of training could be heard.
Seeing Song Jingtian adapt well, Tang Li decided to be a compliant hostage.
Whatever the time or place, one who knows the current affairs is a true sage.
Since she’s in their hands, not cooperating will only make herself suffer.
On arriving at the dining hall, Tang Li saw ’Qin Wenwa’.
This was a woman very well-maintained.
Her tight facial skin showed no signs of being a grandmother.
She was also a genuine S Country citizen.
Dressed similarly, ’Qin Wenwa’ also wore Burmese attire—a dark green mandarin jacket, a floor-length Tamann sarong, with tea-brown long hair styled high, now kneeling on the bast mat, worshiping the altar, hands clasped, white wrists adorned with gold bracelets, opulent yet elegant. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
This sight alone let Tang Li guess—the other party holds a significant position beside Isa.
Because women are not allowed to approach Buddha statues in Burma.
But Qin Wenwa’s actions were proficient and natural.
"Here?" Qin Wenwa rose after worshiping and seeing Tang Li and Song Jingtian at the door, her demeanor calm, even almost amiable, an unlikely match for a fugitive.
The table was already set with dishes.
Tang Li thought she would meet Isa, but as they were seated, Isa didn’t appear.
Instead, ’Qin Wenwa’, upon sitting, served soup for Song Jingtian.
"This is a local Burmese specialty, fish soup noodles, give it a try."
The little guy took the soup bowl, glanced at Tang Li, and Jin Lihua caught his small motion, smiling: "You don’t like fish?"
Song Jingtian quickly withdrew his gaze, took a courtesy sip, and praised: "The taste is special, would be great if I could have it daily in Tan Palace."
Jin Lihua didn’t respond to this.
She then spoke to Tang Li: "I heard you grew up in Diannan, so I specially asked them to make steam pot chicken."
Jin Lihua’s eyes and eyebrows bore a resemblance to Song Jingtian.
Especially when smiling.
However, the bloody scene at the airport remained in her mind, so Tang Li naturally didn’t consider the woman before her to be kind-hearted.
After her falling out with Li Hao, successfully bringing Song Jingtian out of S Country showed this woman’s tactics, enough to make Isa offend the official stance of S Country for her.
After finishing two bowls of sticky rice, Tang Li put down her utensils.
Song Jingtian immediately followed suit, placing his rice bowl back on the table.
Jin Lihua smiled: "Looks like Miss Tang really likes sticky rice."
"It’s quite tasty," Tang Li replied plainly.
Jin Lihua took the towel handed by a servant, wiping her nails as she spoke: "If Miss Tang likes it, I’ll have them make eight-treasure sticky rice tomorrow, and mushroom sticky rice the day after tomorrow."
"Mushroom sticky rice can wait until next time when we come to Kang Sang to visit grandmother, then make it for us to eat." Song Jingtian suddenly interjected.
This wasn’t the first time the child hinted at wanting to leave.
Jin Lihua observed him, her smile fading: "Don’t like it here in Kang Sang?"
"Not at all, it’s just—"
The little guy didn’t finish his sentence before Jin Lihua cut him off: "Since you like it, stay and accompany grandmother daily."
This was a decision.
An outcome beyond negotiation.
Song Jingtian, being precocious, could certainly understand her meaning.
Suddenly, the melon in his hand seemed tasteless.
At this moment, someone entered.
Tang Li turned her head at the sound, seeing an old acquaintance—Ming.
Ming had his arm hung up but was no longer as domineering as he was at the village.
Tang Li watched him whisper a few words beside Jin Lihua, then Jin Lihua asked for Song Jingtian to be taken away first.
The young guy lingered, wanting to take Tang Li along.
Jin Lihua gazed at Tang Li smiling: "Miss Tang surely doesn’t mind having a chat with me alone?"
Tang Li knew it was useless to say otherwise.
With Song Jingtian gone, the atmosphere in the dining hall changed.
"Your personality is quite the opposite of Kang Yunxi’s."
An unprompted remark made Tang Li stare at the woman opposite, then ask: "Did you have Ming sell Kang Yunxi to the snakehead?"
For some reason, the moment she saw Ming, this suspicion arose in her heart.
Jin Lihua put down the towel: "Unlucky for her, encountering pirates, she’s probably not faring well now."
This was akin to an indirect admission.
"In my life, I only had Yangyang as a child, the effort I’ve put into him is not less than any other mother." Jin Lihua said this, gradually retracting her smile: "But then, he met a woman who deceived his feelings and ultimately led him to his death."
