Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 992: What Are You Smiling Secretly About?

Tang Li half-hid behind the door, her left hand still gripping the smart lock handle, and responded to the teasing with a question: "Weren’t you supposed to spend a few more days inspecting Qingyang?"

"It’s not that far. Once I’m done, I naturally came back."

Song Baiyan spoke while his deep gaze lingered on her face, with a hint of laughter: "Don’t want me to return to the Capital so soon?"

"..." Tang Li repressed the excitement rising in her chest, lightly pressing her left fingers on the lock handle while replying, "I’m just worried that running around without rest might affect your health."

As she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something and couldn’t help but ask, "How did you get in?"

Outside the Lai Family’s villa, there’s also a big iron gate.

"The gate wasn’t closed properly."

Seeing her still leaning by the villa door, the affection Song Baiyan showed became even more apparent: "Standing there blocking the way, don’t want me to come in?"

"No, not at all." Tang Li stepped aside: "Your visit makes this humble abode shine bright."

The Lai Family had gone to the hospital, so this home had become just an ordinary villa. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

For Tang Li, she was worry-free about who visited.

When Song Baiyan stepped over the threshold, she didn’t have to worry about the Lai Family People suddenly making unreasonable demands; her only task was to be a good hostess at the moment.

After entering, Tang Li opened the shoe cabinet and took out a new pair of slippers, placing them on the floor: "Wearing leather shoes all day, switching to cotton slippers would be more comfortable."

As she said this, she maintained a half-squat position, her hands gathered on her knees.

This made Tang Li appear both obedient and playfully cute.

Song Baiyan returned to Tan Palace just after 7 PM, had just sat down in the living room, and was undoing his shirt’s cufflinks when He Wei, who was usually responsible for picking up and dropping off Song Jingtian, came up to the second floor to ask if Xiao Minglan had any other instructions besides picking up Jingtian.

Upon learning that Song Jingtian was visiting the Lai Family, he redid his cufflinks and got up again.

Xiao Minglan saw him return travel-worn and about to leave before the sofa warmed up, clearly not just for Jingtian.

No matter the age, once genuine feelings are involved, it’s hard not to keep thinking about them.

Not wanting her son to run back and forth again and fearing the risks of going out rashly, Xiao Minglan suggested bringing both the older and younger ones back.

Obviously, this suggestion was not accepted.

Xiao Minglan didn’t manage to stop him and turned to complain to Aunt Min.

It wasn’t that she had any opinion of Tang Li as a daughter-in-law, just felt it was a bit unreasonable.

This "unreasonable," of course, referred to her own son.

After all, he’s in his thirties, usually steady and introverted, yet now he’s becoming more impulsive, acting younger.

Clearly, it should be the young daughter-in-law who’s clingy.

Unexpectedly, the one who should set an example turned out to be more attached than the younger one.

But as Aunt Min put it, at Song Baiyan’s level, finding someone willing to invest effort is rare and no harm letting it slide a little.

"You said it yourself, the young lady is quite young, and since they don’t live together now, the gentleman coming back from a business trip abroad is naturally concerned about her situation. If he didn’t care, you’d say the marriage is just for show."

Xiao Minglan didn’t refute, knowing it’s true.

She understands her son well.

For Song Baiyan, cherishing is cherishing, but it’s not enough to lose sight of priorities.

Tang Li didn’t know what happened over at Tan Palace. At this moment, watching Song Baiyan put his feet into the cotton slippers, his dark gray socks under the orange-yellow light made the atmosphere peaceful, giving her a true feeling of warmth at home.

Thinking this, Tang Li slightly curved her lips.

"What are you secretly smiling about?" Above her head came the man’s smiling inquiry.