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

Song Boyan clenched her big hands: "Want to come with me?"

"Yeah." Tang Li nodded, listening to the lingering and sad music, inexplicably at ease. In fact, she knew why this dance was performed by herself.

She even suspected that Song Boyan was not the one who danced.

Because he came alone tonight.

But now, they are dancing here.

Without this dance, if she left the National Hall, even if what happened at the state banquet would not have spread to the entertainment industry, in the eyes of all the guests, everyone would definitely depreciate her more than praise her.

In traditional thought, women are synonymous with modesty and virtuousness.

When she confessed to a man in public, in the eyes of most people, she did not love herself.

Tang Li believed that when she walked out from here tonight, it would be the female compatriots who would accuse her first, because her previous actions had added a dark stroke to the shackles they had worked hard to build.

From the moment she stepped onto the dance floor, everything changed again.

When it is mentioned in the future, others may not hold her to post the new president again. After all, the new president asked her to dance, and everyone will only envy her for being lucky, like a good relationship, even if her confession ends at the end. The lack of results also made the new president treat her differently at the state banquet.

Perhaps, most guests would not see her as an adult.

Even so, Tang Li thought of this, and there was still a touch of sweetness in his heart.

The dance floor suddenly darkened.

Only a few lights smudge the edge of the dance floor.

Tang Li felt the big arms around her waist tighten slightly, her body subconsciously pressed against Song Boyan, in the dim light, the two were close together, the man's chin almost touched her ear, and when she bowed her head, Song Boyan's shirt collar crossed The tip of her nose.

Concerned about the guests around him, Tang Li did not dare to act out of line.

After a while, Song Boyan's calm and magnetic voice sounded close to her ear: "How have you been in Japan these two days?"

"good."

Tang Li said something and remembered: "I brought you a birthday present."

"what gift?"

"I'll bring it to you next time."

Seeing that she was not willing to reveal more, Song Boyan pursed his lips and smiled, but let her play the mystery, but the arms around her waist were closed.

Before the dance was over, he asked Tang Li, "Want to go back to Li's house tonight?"

Tang Li: "My luggage is in Li's house."

"Then let Ji Ming take you back."

Tang Li said no: "I can handle the people of the Li family."

Song Boyan didn't say anything after listening.

The state banquet was over at 11:30 in the evening.

Back at Li's house, Tang Li went straight upstairs.

Just after walking around the jogging platform, she heard the sound of a cup smashing downstairs. She ignored it and went back to her room.

The living room downstairs is a different story.

Li Wenyan swept the cup on the coffee table to the ground, and the nanny came to clean it up. Ouyang Qian put the dinner bag aside and went to comfort her husband: "Song Boyan invited Ali to dance, which shows that he didn't take Ali's rudeness to heart. You don't have to think too much."

"Where do I dare to think now?" Li Wenyan pulled his tie.

Before leaving the National Assembly Hall, Ji Ming came over specially to convey Song Boyan's meaning to him.

——Talking that Tang Li is brilliant and cute, let him not blame the child.

What he said was euphemistic, but he couldn't let go.

Li Yuan'er muttered: "She never treated us as family, and she doesn't know what she said to Treasurer Song."

Li Wenyan's expression worsened.

"What nonsense." Ouyang Qian tugged at her daughter.