Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 994: What Secret Good Deeds Did You Do Again?

Song Baiyan glanced sideways, seeing Tang Li smiling at him with a hint of flattery.

It was like a gentle tease on the palm.

As for the little rascal at home, he was poking his head out from behind Tang Li. Seeing that he hadn’t said he wouldn’t hold him accountable, he exposed half an ear before shrinking back again.

In the past, whenever the little guy made a mistake, he would hide somewhere he couldn’t be found.

When there was nowhere to hide, he would squeeze behind the curtains.

For instance, a few years ago, when he snuck into his study at Songlin Garden to scribble.

The little guy, knowing he was in trouble, slipped under the sofa in the study while Aunt Min was distracted. The household couldn’t find him and was in chaos until he cried out because his round body got stuck.

After the lesson of getting stuck, whenever he caused trouble again, he switched to hiding in the doghouse or bushes, as long as it was out of sight.

This was the first time he hid behind someone like this.

He was evidently confident that the person in front of him would cover for him.

"We are eating watermelon; do you want some?" Tang Li asked.

Song Jingtian also poked out his head: "It’s a huge watermelon, over ten kilos, and it’s very sweet."

After saying that, he retreated again, clutching his T-shirt tightly.

The big and small were like a comedy duo, one speaking and the other picking up, "Aunt Wu made rib soup tonight; it’s not yet cold. After a long journey, would you like some?"

... Even using phrases like "long journey and fatigue."

Song Baiyan chuckled a bit and looked at Tang Li, inevitably asking, "Suddenly so diligent, what good deed have you two secretly done?"

"..." Tang Li did not intend to mention the issue of Lai Wenyan’s alcohol poisoning.

Otherwise, concerning the in-law relationship, Song Baiyan might get concerned again.

Just now at the dining table, Lai Wenyan inquired about her compensation, presumably because he hadn’t gathered the billion yet. After all, Ouyang Qian was no longer on the same page with him and wouldn’t willingly fork out such a large sum.

Besides—

She never planned to tell Song Baiyan about her hiring someone to snatch antiques.

This was an issue she could resolve on her own.

Since it was manageable, there was no need for Song Baiyan to step in.

When Tang Li and Song Baiyan exchanged glances, she looked unusually sincere: "Just expressing routine concern. It takes over four hours to drive from Qingyang back to the Capital, and you probably didn’t rest at the service station."

Song Baiyan smiled and then asked, "Were you wearing glasses earlier?"

Tang Li didn’t expect the topic change, but instinctively replied, "After eating, I was reading the script in the living room."

After speaking, her mind was like a lake rippled by a stone.

Since she started acting, along with memorizing lines, she had to handle schoolwork. For a while, she often stayed up late, and before she realized, her vision was a bit blurry, so she bought a pair of 100-degree glasses online.

Since the glasses were delivered to home, she hadn’t taken them outside.

Tang Li didn’t know how Song Baiyan noticed.

But she promptly raised her hand to touch the bridge of her nose.

Probably there was an imprint from the pressure.

It wasn’t appropriate to linger in the hallway, so Tang Li glossed over the Lai Wenyan couple not being home. Remembering that Song Baiyan didn’t say he’d eaten when she mentioned dinner, she went to the kitchen to have Aunt Wu make some fried rice and reheat the leftover rib soup.

When she came out, Song Baiyan was already seated at the dining table.

In his hands, he was flipping through the Moutai that Song Jingtian had bought.

Tang Li, worried he might impulsively decide to have a sip, quietly took back the bottle, "This wine isn’t good."

"If it’s not good wine, why is it on the dining table?"