Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 24 - The Cunning Mr. Song
Chapter 24 -24 The Cunning Mr. Song
Chapter 24 -24 The Cunning Mr. Song
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ji Ming still remembered that it was this girl who last night, upon learning that Mr. Song had sent her an umbrella, pleaded persistently to meet Mr. Song.
He had dropped her off at home, where she’d hopped through the doorway, buoyant as could be.
The contrast now was striking…
Tang Li, seeing no response, was about to make up an excuse but then she heard Song Baiyan continue, “Since it’s not far, driving back will be quicker, saving you from walking the wrong way.”
“…”
On the way back, Tang Li clutched the medicine bag and stayed silent.
Song Baiyan broke the silence, “You’re studying in the Capital, anything you’re not used to?”
Hearing this, Tang Li gripped the bag a little tighter.
Noticing that she was finally a bit afraid of him, Song Baiyan smiled faintly, “Last night at the Lai Family, you were climbing balconies and causing trouble at the birthday banquet, and later making a fuss outside with Ji Ming to see me. I thought you were truly fearless.”
His gentle voice carried no hint of blame, yet it did nothing to ease Tang Li’s tension.
Only one thought occupied her mind—
Her antics, as it seems, were child’s play in his eyes.
Whether she was the 26-year-old or the 19-year-old her, in front of Song Baiyan, every word and action was trying to paint a tiger only to end up with a dog; there was no need for him to try hard to deal with her, she embarrassed herself enough on her own.
“Do you plan to cover your arm like that all the way back to school?” Song Baiyan spoke again, his concern only serving to unsettle her more.
Some thoughts change in just an instant.
…Though this was contrary to her original reason for getting in the car.
Organizing her words, Tang Li explained, “Treating the wound now would dirty the car.”
Song Baiyan did not openly agree or disagree.
A few seconds passed, and then the man’s slender, attractive hand appeared before her, taking the medicine bag from her lap, his voice low and mellow, “It’s better to tend to the wound sooner rather than later to avoid infection.”
Tang Li was too late to hold onto the medicine bag.
“Stretch out your hand,” he then commanded her.
This command was a warmth she wanted to shy away from.
Seeing the alcohol swab in his hand, Tang Li remained motionless.
Song Baiyan’s handsome eyes softened even more, “Do I need to come and pull your hand myself?”
“It’s not that,” Tang Li denied.
Beyond those two words, she couldn’t find a better excuse.
Watching her hesitancy and the way her eyes flickered, like a child caught playing cunning tricks, Song Baiyan didn’t make it difficult for her, simply saying, “If that’s not it, then hand it over.”
In the end, it was Tang Li who compromised.
The man’s dry and warm large hand gently lifted her arm and enveloped her slender wrist.
The alcohol touched the wound, bringing a sting like that of a needle.
Tang Li’s right hand, resting at her side, clutched the leather seat discreetly.
“Does it hurt?” Song Baiyan asked her in a deep voice.
Ji Ming, who was driving in front, couldn’t help but glance at the rearview mirror.
Because it was the first time he saw Mr. Song treat someone with such warmth.
Not just polite amiability, but genuine approachability, without any air of superiority; at least in the years he had been with Mr. Song, he had not seen any woman for whom Mr. Song would both offer an umbrella and tend to wounds.
Ji Ming glanced again at Tang Li, who hadn’t made a sound—
Her somewhat faded shirt, a bandage pasted near her temple, sunlight pouring in through the gap in the car window, making her fair profile look almost translucent, the collar of her slightly open shirt revealing the graceful lines of her delicate neck.
She was a girl with a lot of spirit.
According to various signs, Ji Ming had already guessed that although she was Miss Tang of the Lai Family, her birth was probably not quite legitimate.
Ji Ming remembered last night at the birthday banquet, Mr. Song had spoken on behalf of Miss Tang… He was responsible for Mr. Song’s safety and daily matters, but he had never seen this girl before.
This could only mean—
Miss Tang and Mr. Song must have been acquainted even earlier.
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