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

Tang Li went to help with the discharge procedures, while Ethan waited in the ward, thinking that those vicious thugs still came to the hospital, he felt more and more insecure.

He was unfamiliar with his place in China, and he couldn't go to the US consulate for help. Even if he wanted to go back to Las Vegas, he was afraid that those people would be at the airport.

The pain of the saber slashing on his body has already cast a shadow on Ethan.

Someone rescued him last night, who knows if he will have such luck next time.

Tang Li quickly came back with the payment slip.

She called a taxi and pushed Ethan downstairs in a wheelchair.

After getting in the car, Tang Li took out a bunch of keys from his backpack and handed it to Ethan: "Yesterday I was called by my agent to the company, and I haven't had time to go to your place yet, since you are discharged from the hospital, I will return the keys to you first. ."

Ethan remembered the bed photos that were circulated.

He did not completely trust Tang Li.

He came out to hang out when he was a teenager, so he wasn't stupid and sweet, so he not only doubted Li Shengxia, but also couldn't trust other people 100%.

Back in the residential area, Tang Li did not follow him upstairs.

"Because of those posts on the forum, my agent didn't let me interact with you again. He believed the rumors on the Internet, so it's hard for me to move here now." Tang Li specifically assured: "But Ethan, don't worry, I I come to see you every day."

Tang Li didn't go up, which was exactly what Ethan wanted.

When he got back to the apartment, he opened the notebook and nothing changed except the photos were stolen.

Just then, the apartment doorbell rang.

The person here is the security guard of the community.

"Several households in our community were thieves yesterday. I came to remind you that if you go out, remember to close the doors and windows."

Ethan went to check the bedroom window, and it was unlocked.

He was taken away that night, and the house was closed by the police, who would definitely not check the doors and windows for him.

Therefore, the photos are likely to be stolen by thieves and put on the Internet.

Ethan guessed why the thief did that. His laptop had an anti-theft lock, and the thief couldn't pick it up and take it away, so he released his bed photo as revenge.

Because of this, his identity was dug up.

Ethan figured out the ins and outs, and secretly said bad luck!

That night, the apartment door was slammed loudly.

Ethan looked out through the cat's eyes. It was the group of people he had seen in the hospital. Through the security door, there were faint voices.

"The foreigner isn't discharged from the hospital, why didn't he come back?"

"Maybe playing dead inside!"

Saying that, he kicked the door a few times.

Ethan was terrified. Seeing that the security door was about to be broken, those people finally stopped: "MD! If he doesn't show up again, we won't get any money!"

"Miss Li has already given 500,000 yuan, and the remaining money will definitely not be denied."

When Ethan heard Miss Li's words, he became more and more certain that he heard it right last night.

The thugs waited for half an hour before finally leaving.

Ethan moved to the living room window to look down. There were several thugs downstairs to respond. After making sure everyone outside had left, he quietly opened the door and found that red spray was written on all four walls, which made him panic in the middle of the night. , went back to the apartment and never dared to go out again.

In the past few days for the final exam, Tang Li did not return to Li's house.

At night, she received a call from Song Boyan.

Knowing that Tang Li was reading and reviewing, Song Boyan spoke at the other end, his magnetic voice seemed to have some feelings: "Work hard, work hard, or combine work and rest."

Tang Li was just about to respond when he heard Mr. Song smiling, "Come down."

What is the most terrifying, let a person fall into an atmosphere of despair, it is likely to counterattack...

Mr. Song said: The students I teach are really smart.