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

"I think you are getting more and more promising." Fu Jinliang scolded his son with a smile, "I still know how to call your uncle."

Fu Si shouted: "I'm not trying to improve efficiency, you adults are annoying, one doesn't let me ride a motorcycle, and the other says I don't respect the old enough and love the young, or you and my uncle share a car and let your driver Send me and Tang Li back to school."

Tang Li stood aside and did not take the initiative to interrupt.

"If you don't mind the trouble, then it's settled."

As Fu Si said, he walked back to Tang Li from Fu Jinliang: "I happen to have a study issue to discuss with Tang Li. You and my uncle's age must have a lot of topics to talk about."

Fu Jinliang burst into laughter, and pointed at the son who was neither big nor small with his finger, looked at his watch, it was almost 12:30 in the morning, he turned his attention to Song Boyan again: "It's too late, I can only trouble you for Xiaosi. Send him a classmate, and I won't go around Yunjing Road any more."

When Fu Si heard this, he lightly touched Tang Li with his elbow, with a smug look in his eyes, as if to say, "Look, it wasn't arranged as I said in the end."

Song Boyan didn't say no, so the matter of sending people was settled like this.

"Go to school and send me a message."

After Fu Si explained, he followed Fu Jinliang and left first.

The father and son walked for a while, and Tang Li could still hear Fu Siqiu's beating voice: "Dad, let's discuss it carefully. I can ride the motorcycle back. Your Mercedes-Benz will clear the way for me in front of it, and it will definitely not happen."

After they left, Tang Li also followed Song Boyan and Ji Ming out of the hotel lobby.

All the way, she didn't say a word.

The cold wind outside the hotel made people's cheeks hurt. Tang Li buried the lower half of his face in the collar of his down jacket, walked to the familiar Lexus, and watched Jiming open the rear door. She stopped. , Song Boyan turned around for a while, and under the warm yellow light of the lantern, his deep and gentle eyes had already looked over: "Aren't you still in the car?"

Tang Li raised the corners of his lips under his collar, softly said "oh", trotted forward, and got into the car first.

After sitting down, she moved to the other side to make room.

When Song Boyan got in the car, Ji Ming slammed the door, and there were only Song Boyan and Tang Li in the closed compartment.

"On New Year's Day this year, I should have received a lot of blessings."

Song Boyan broke the silence in the car.

The man's gentle voice was just like the look he cast just now. Knowing that he was referring to the blessing text message, Tang Li replied, "I know very few people now, and it may take a few years before there will be more."

With her hands still in the pockets of her down jacket, she said, turning her head to look at him: "No matter how many blessings I have received, I will definitely not be able to compare to you."

When the voice fell, Ji Ming also closed the driver's door.

Song Boyan smiled slightly, and there were a few subtle lines under his eyes, and he seemed to be in a good mood. Tang Li saw it in his eyes, and was moved, and said, "So much information, it will take a long time for you to reply."

"They sent me a message, but it was just a matter of routine." Song Boyan leaned against the back of his chair, and his tone was somewhat casual: "Since it's an official article, it doesn't matter if you don't reply."

Tang Li remembered the group text messages he sent last night.

Whether it was because of Tang Yin or not, he was always different to himself.

On the way, Tang Li suddenly felt bloated, and couldn't help pressing the position under the ribs with his hands.

At 8:00 pm, everyone will refresh again~