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

On the other end of the phone, it was Ji Ming's voice.

Tang Li immediately asked, "Where's Mr. Song?"

"Sir is still in a meeting." As if afraid of Tang Li's emotions, Ji Ming specifically explained: "It's an important internal meeting, and Mr. didn't bring his mobile phone with him."

He answered the call to prevent Tang Li from having trouble.

Tang Li is not a messy person. Hearing Ji Ming say this, he just asked him if he could go over now, it doesn't matter if she doesn't go in, she will leave after delivering her things.

Ji Ming looked at his watch: "It's a meeting of the highest decision-making level, and it may take three or four hours."

After finishing the call, Ji Ming went to the war room.

He waited outside the door for about 20 minutes. The door of the conference room opened. The chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff came out and planned to go to the bathroom. When the other party left, Ji Ming knocked on the door. Song Boyan was standing by the main seat drinking water when he heard the knock. Sheng raised his head, saw Ji Ming at the door, and nodded to signal him to come in.

Right now, it's a break in the middle of the meeting.

Ji Ming walked to Song Boyan's side and told her in a low voice, "Miss Tang is calling."

Hearing this, Song Boyan glanced sideways at him.

"It's nothing important." Ji Ming said truthfully, "Miss Tang is just here to deliver something, so she might call ahead to let you know."

Song Boyan closed the lid of the teacup and put the teacup back on the conference table: "When someone arrives, you can go down and pick them up."

Ji Ming nodded in agreement, and then left the war room.

Tang Li arrived at the National Plaza, walked halfway around to the outside of the Tan Palace, and called Ji Ming. Ji Ming came down quickly, took the box containing the biscuits, and asked Tang Li to follow him in.

Song Boyan's office is on the first floor of Tan Palace.

Coming down from the second floor, Tang Li suddenly spoke to Ji Ming: "It is rumored that we are a couple."

"...No matter how you spread it, Miss Tang is not my type."

Tang Li: "..."

In the office, after Ji Ming went out, Tang Li didn't touch anything inside. She sat on the sofa area with the biscuits, noticed the rose garden outside the window, got up and walked over. It is the flowering period, and among the dark green branches and leaves, there are red roses in various poses.

Suddenly, I remembered the pair of rings I bought.

Tang Li opened the backpack, took out the small velvet box, and then opened the door on the east side of the office to the rose garden outside.

She broke off a few budding roses and went back to the office.

On the second floor of Tan Palace, Xiao Minglan stood on the balcony on the east side and saw the "flower picker" downstairs. Don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches, and don't be soft when it's time to break."

Xiao Minglan smiled and glared at Aunt Min: "She just picked the good-looking ones and left, and you still speak for her."

"Even if it is taken away, it will be given to the people in the Tan Palace."

Aunt Min: "According to the sentence borrowing flowers to offer Buddha."

Xiao Minglan turned around and walked in, and Aunt Min followed into the living room: "Would you like to go down? Mr. seems to be in a meeting. She is alone at the moment."

Xiao Minglan did not go to the first floor after all, and only let the servants bring some fruit and cakes down.

Three hours later, Song Boyan returned from the meeting.

Opening the door of the office, Tang Li was not seen in the sofa area, only her backpack and the pale yellow cardboard box, walked into the office, turned around and was about to close the door, something pressed against his back, and there was a pressing threat : "If you want to die, put your hands up."