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

When Tang Li returned to the banquet hall, Song Xiaohua had been carried away by Song Ru.

Sitting back at the round table, Song Boyan next to him also put down the teacup. Under the table, he held her soft weed in his right hand. Only then did Tang Li pick up the chopsticks. Song Boyan said warmly, "What is the matter for the interior affairs officer looking for you?"

"Security received a gift, and the gift-giver left without leaving a message."

There are others on the main table.

Tang Li held his chopsticks and his voice was as light as a feather: "I didn't see you talking to someone just now, but the internal affairs officer asked me to go out and have a look."

"Just a gold bracelet worn by a child."

Song Boyan asked, "The other party didn't leave his name?"

"There is only one surname left." Tang Li replied, "It seems to be the surname Han."

"Han Xin's Han?"

"...It should be this surname."

Tang Li said, turned his head and asked, "Is it sent by the officials below?"

Song Boyan clenched her little hand slightly: "Maybe."

Other than that, no further questions were asked.

Song Boyan wanted to know who gave the gold bracelet, so he checked the surveillance system and it would be clear.

Her guesses were not aimless.

Han Jifeng, Yuzhou Senator, is indeed a local official.

Your Excellency is full of money, and it is very normal for local officials to send congratulatory gifts.

She didn't mention Han Jifeng's name in front of Song Boyan because she didn't want to complicate the relationship.

The nominal marriage in her previous life was nothing but a bad debt. Rather than saying that she was living with Han Jifeng at the time, it was more suitable to say that she was with Qin Yueru.

Han Jifeng and Li Shengxia started so easily because they never really regarded her as a wife.

There is no affection between them.

To put it bluntly, it is just a co-tenant who lives under the same roof.

Later, her death made Han Jifeng feel guilty.

Regardless of whether Han Jifeng and Li Shengxia in the previous life ended well, she never wanted to get involved in this life. If she and Han Jifeng had been unforgettable in love, maybe she would be unwilling and want to fight again, and fight it out in Han Jifeng's heart. a position to come.

However, the fact is-

When she married Han Jifeng, she was just looking for a safe haven.

It was Qin Yueru who first gave her mother the feeling.

All over again, she stopped being a marionette in the hands of the Li family, and returned to the flesh and blood of the past. When faced with feelings, she was naturally more willing to pursue her true heart.

In order to promote milk, Tang Li has been eating pig feet stewed with soybeans recently.

I found that the dim sum served was made of soybean flour, so I took a bite and put it on the plate.

"Does it taste bad?" Song Boyan asked in a low voice beside his ear.

Tang Li raised his eyes, only to find that Song Boyan was very close to him, "I have been eating a lot of soybeans recently."

Unexpectedly, I am tired of eating.

The words fell, and the chopsticks in his hands changed hands.

Song Boyan picked up the cake with her chopsticks.

The bean cake that Tang Li had eaten ended up in Song Boyan's stomach.

To say he liked it, Song Boyan didn't touch the second piece of the remaining bean cake on the plate.

After all, it's just to clear the plate for her.

Song Boyan did this very naturally, but Tang Li's cheeks were hot because of the presence of others.

After the full moon banquet was over, Song Xiaohua also returned to her parents.

The child is still the same child, but his body is covered with various objects.

Not to mention jade pendants and necklaces, there are five gold bracelets.

With the assistance of the child-rearing sister-in-law, Tang Li gave her daughter a bath and put on a nightdress. The little guy was not afraid of the hair dryer. No matter how Tang Li blew it, she only cared about her own little fist.

Song Boyan sent the guests back to the master bedroom. Tang Li was lying on the side of the crib watching his daughter eat her feet. From time to time, he created some artificial obstacles.

The bed beside him sank, and Tang Li couldn't help but turn his head.

Song Boyan just unbuttoned a shirt, and Tang Li came up and said, "I'll help you."

As he said that, he put the funny cat stick on the side.

Song Boyan sat still and didn't move, and let Tang Li be courteous. Tang Li untied the third button, and his hands were also held, the man's palm was the rough heat she was familiar with: "It's the hardest to endure the grace of a beauty, the last time I was like this. Be considerate, how long ago?"

Tang Li: "..."

It's not obvious that she has a ghost in her heart.

"I'm afraid you have to deal with the hard work today and want to help. Since you say so, let's solve it yourself."

Tang Li wanted to withdraw his hand, but Song Boyan did not relax his strength, and opened a button with her hand, "I drank a little wine in the evening, and now, the wine is a little stronger."

As soon as Tang Li heard this, his hands did not break free.

Seeing the worried expression on Tang Li's face, Song Boyan smiled slowly: "It's just a small cup, there's nothing wrong with drinking it."

Song Boyan didn't say it, but Tang Li also guessed that it must be white.

But she didn't turn on nagging mode.

On such days, it is unreasonable for the host to not drink a glass of wine with him.

"Then I'll go get you a glass of water."

Tang Li was about to get up, but Song Boyan grabbed her.

Stepping on Simmons with both feet, it was slightly unstable, and it happened to fall on Song Boyan's body.

Song Boyan took advantage of the situation and hugged her.

After Tang Li washed the child, he took a bath himself.

The air conditioner was turned on in the master bedroom, so she put a cardigan over her nightdress, and because she was sleeping, there was nothing else in her nightdress. When she fell into Song Boyan's arms, the cardigan slipped off her shoulders, revealing crescent-white ice. Silk suspender nightdress.

When the coolness hit, Tang Li subconsciously pulled up his cardigan.

Song Boyan's hand was covered.

But after a while, Tang Li thought of a poem: Xiao He only shows sharp corners.

It's the best way to describe myself at the moment.

Song Boyan's left hand wearing a steel watch moved to her back, Tang Li was helped up, Song Boyan had lowered his head.

After a long time, Song Boyan let go of her, with a warm tone: "Feeding the child every day is just like the child."

"That's why she's like me."

Tang Li sat up straight and pulled up his cardigan with a blushing face.

Song Boyan smiled, but did not refute this remark.

Song Xiaohua had been asleep for a long time.

Song Boyan went to the inner guard to wash up, and Tang Li also went to change into a nightgown.

The original one was already a little wet in front of me, and it was uncomfortable to wear it to sleep.

The next day, Tang Li rarely slept in. When he opened his eyes, Song Boyan was no longer there. However, his daughter Song Xiaohua was lying beside him, and the little guy woke up at some point.

Tang Li first looked at the child's diaper and made sure that the child did not urinate before getting up to wash.

When I came out of the bathroom, my phone rang.

It was Feng Qi's phone number.

Tang Li picked up the phone only to find out that Feng Qi had sent him a message five minutes ago, and when he pressed the answer button, Feng Qi told her something.

——Washington One, in front of the apartment she previously rented, the cleaning aunt found a baby boy this morning.

That apartment was vacated by IMG last month because the lease expired.

"The property contact company said that the landlord found a letter at the entrance of the apartment. It should have been stuffed through the crack of the door. Your name was written on the envelope."

However, when the property opened the letter, it was empty.

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Good night!