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

The road car flashed by in front of him. When the Cadillac in the convoy approached, Tang Li was among the waving British people, and his eyes were fixed on the two presidential cars known as "beasts".

Tang Li saw Song Boyan in the back seat of the second "Beast".

Through the car window, even if she couldn't see it clearly, she knew it was Song Boyan himself.

When the two Cadillacs drove past her completely, Tang Li's lips couldn't help rising, and out of the corner of his eye, there were avant-garde cars and other vehicles that kept following in the past.

In the air, there are also flying helicopters responsible for the lookout.

After the convoy's guard car passed by, it was the local police motorcycle responsible for finishing.

According to the itinerary, Song Boyan will accept the British state dinner tonight. In addition to the meeting with the Queen, he will also go to 10 Downing Street to meet with the British Prime Minister to discuss economic, counter-terrorism and regional issues.

Even though Tang Li has been paying attention to current affairs for nearly half a year, when it comes to state affairs, she still only knows the skin.

Leaving aside the issue of gender equality, men are indeed better at political activities than women, and Tang Li fully saw this in Song Boyan.

As the people dispersed, Tang Li did not stay in place.

Passing by a tea shop called "Whitard", she thought that Song Boyan likes to drink tea, she turned her feet and walked into the shop.

Back at the hotel, Tang Li had a few more bags of tea and a tea set in his hands.

Although it is not a high-end brand, she is still very happy to buy it.

After dinner, Tang Liwo didn't go out again in the hotel. She was lying on the bed studying the map. In the early morning, just as she fell asleep, the door was knocked.

Tang Li sat up and didn't rush to open the door.

After a while, the door was knocked gently a few times again.

Tang Li walked behind the door. There were no cat eyes on the door, so she couldn't see what was going on outside. She could only ask, "Who?"

Outside, the man's answer came: "Room/service (room service)."

Tang Li looked at the room.

She didn't order room service at all, and this is not a hotel. Except for the staff on duty at the front desk, there are no other service personnel in the entire hotel.

She didn't open the door randomly, she just said through the door: "My/husband/is/taking/a/bath, If/he/needs/it, I'll/let/him/go/to/you. (My husband In the shower, if he needs, I will let him find you)"

As he answered, he took the hanger on the wall.

At this time, there was a vibration on the bed.

Tang Li took the phone and found that Song Boyan was calling. Her tense nerves relaxed a little. She pressed the answer button. Before she could say a word, Song Boyan's extremely magnetic voice came first: "It's so late, you haven't rested yet?"

"Going to sleep."

When the words came out, Tang Li realized that something was wrong.

It is now 8:00 in the morning in China. She almost bit her tongue and hurriedly took the words back: "I stayed up all night and was planning to make up for sleep."

Speaking, her voice could not help softening: "How are you in London? Is the state banquet over?"

A chuckle came from the other end of the phone.

Tang Li thought he drank too much, but he seemed to be in a good mood. It seemed that nothing bad happened at the state banquet tonight. Her lips were about to curl up when she heard Song Boyan say softly, "You really don't need room service? "

"..." Tang Li.

When she opened the door, sure enough, she saw Song Boyan.

For a moment, Tang Li thought it was a dream.

Song Boyan stood in the aisle, holding the phone in his right hand against his ear, a black suit and a white shirt, which made him look elegant and upright, with a deep smile between his eyebrows and the prestige of the superior.