After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

Chapter 43 The most afraid of the air suddenly quiet...

"Dad..." The girl's hesitant voice suddenly interjected

Then, Attorney General Xia and his wife saw Tang Li bowing his head, with a timid expression on his face, and said in a very low voice: "The school wants me to pay the sponsorship fee of 50,000 yuan. I have thought of many ways, but I really can't pay it."

Li Wenyan: "..."

"Why did you just say it now?" Ouyang Qian was a little embarrassed, but the explanation was also smooth: "Auntie Tuition has already hit your card in August. As for the sponsorship fee, you shouldn't hide it from your family, or it's 50,000 yuan, Go back in a while, and Auntie will put it on your card."

Tang Li said, "I don't want my aunt's money, so Yuan'er won't hit me."

"!!!"

Li Yuan'er jumped in anger: "You are talking nonsense!"

Seeing that her silly daughter was going to be irritated and out of control again, Ouyang Qian interrupted: "You two sisters, you must have some tolerance for joking. Now let me go out, go outside and clear up your affairs before coming in."

"Mom!" Li Yuan'er felt aggrieved.

Tang Li couldn't ask for it, so he turned around and left.

After coming out of the bowling alley on the third floor, Tang Li didn't make any further stops.

The club is huge and the corridors extend in all directions.

Her sense of direction was a little lost, and she could only find the elevator based on memory.

Passing the gym, there was a flash of familiarity in the corner of the eye. It was Ji Ming standing by the floor-to-ceiling window with a towel.

Guessing what, Tang Li stopped.

Following Ji Ming's gaze, he saw Song Boyan himself.

Ji Ming is like Song Boyan's shadow. He not only handles daily chores for Song Boyan, but is also responsible for Song Boyan's safety. Therefore, if you see Ji Ming somewhere, as long as you keep some snacks, you will be able to find Song Boyan.

In the gym, Song Boyan is doing high back training.

Although she has come out now, she cannot be sure that Xia Zhengguo and his wife will despise her. With Li Wenyan and Ouyang Qian in the middle, the words "matching each other" are enough for the Xia family to ignore some of her "inappropriate" words and deeds. .

Li Wenyan wanted to marry her into the Xia family, and Ouyang Qian's help was indispensable in her last life.

And now that the marriage is ahead of schedule, it should be the "punishment" that Ouyang Qian gave her.

- "punish" her recent disobedience.

Tang Li kept his right hand in the pocket of his coat.

In the pocket is the cigarette case that she has been carrying with her these days.

She also took it from Song Boyan's car that night.

The fingertips touched the cool surface of the metal box, causing her fingers holding the cigarette case to fold slightly.

Just at the snap of her fingers, some unrealistic thoughts flashed through her mind, too fast for her to catch, or rather, she didn't dare to think about it.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw Ji Ming coming out of the gym.

The towel in Ji Ming's hand was gone, and he was walking towards her, apparently having found her.

When he walked in front of her, Ji Ming said respectfully: "Sir said, if Miss Tang is not in a hurry, he has a few words to ask Miss Tang."

On Saturday morning, there were few people in the gym.

Tang Li followed Ji Ming in, and Song Boyan was sitting on the mat of the high-back trainer, wiping his hair with a towel.

Bringing people, Jiming quietly walked away.

Song Boyan put down the towel in his hand, looked up at Tang Li, and his eyes were deep and soft in her hair: "A girl of your age is indeed the most suitable for black hair."

Tang Li didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "Mr. Ji said...you have something to ask me."

Song Boyan didn't deny it, but he didn't take it right away.

He picked up the water glass next to the trainer.

"..." Tang Li felt that he was left to the side.

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