Rebirth: I Became Mr.President’s Beloved
Chapter 109: Song Baiyan’s Birthday

Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Song Baiyan’s Birthday

Suppressing her slightly erratic heartbeat, Tang Li turned back around.

Song Baiyan had already walked up to the washbasin.

He turned on the tap, and water poured out, mixing with the man’s low and mellow voice: "The people at home already have a tough time keeping him in check, and now that he knows you, it’s like giving a tiger wings."

Turns out he meant to say she was abetting a mischievous tiger...

In fact—

It seemed to be exactly that.

If Song Jingtian wanted to come to Shangbu, without her as an accomplice, it would likely remain just a wish.

A 7-year-old child showing up at a train station or airport, when he stands in front of a ticket window taller than him and says "I want to go to Shangbu," he would surely be taken away by plainclothes police and safely returned to the Song Family.

With her, it was like having an executor of the plan.

While washing his hands, Song Baiyan said, "Jingtian has always been naughtier and smarter than other kids. He knows how to deal with different people in different ways, so it’s no surprise that he fooled you."

Tang Li remained silent, her gaze fixed on the back of Song Baiyan.

Because of his constant physical training, when he took off his suit, the thin fabric of his shirt could not hide his strong chest and shoulders, yet it didn’t show an exaggerated muscular look. It was like the impression Song Baiyan gave people—this kind of strength was restrained yet unwavering, making her feel a sense of security.

Ever since she left the Lai Family that night, she had felt inexplicably burdened, but she couldn’t pinpoint the problem. Maybe it was the influence of Lai Shengxia, but not entirely...

But now, this emotion that felt like shackles seemed to be leaving her.

With the warm light in the small kitchen, Song Baiyan took a paper towel to dry his hands, then looked towards Tang Li, who had her eyelids slightly drooped in silence, mistaking her quietness for nervousness after recognizing her mistake, his tone softened a bit: "Having a spirit for adventure is good, but the premise is not to make those who care about you worry."

After his words, Tang Li looked up again.

There was no trace of regret or grievance on her face, only to ask him, "Is tomorrow your birthday?"

Song Baiyan, however, did not immediately respond.

Tang Li quickly realized and knew she might have been tricked again.

Looking at her expression, prepared to accept loss without a complaint, a smile couldn’t help but escape Song Baiyan’s handsome face: "You really are getting more shrewd, even using my birthday to make a point."

"... And his own too, he said he wanted to celebrate with you."

However, Song Baiyan said, "The little guy’s birthday is in March of next year."

Put simply, there was still plenty of time.

"What about yours?" Tang Li suddenly asked, "When is your birthday?"

Realizing her own abruptness, she quickly added, "I’m afraid he might use it to trick me again next time."

February 23rd, was Song Baiyan’s answer.

Tang Li belatedly recalled that she had seen Song Baiyan’s birth year and month on an encyclopedia page, even so, just like intermittent amnesia, she was still outwitted by Song Jingtian time and again.

Coming out from the kitchen, Song Jingtian curiously peeked their way.

Upon meeting Tang Li’s gaze, he seemed to guess something and quickly lowered his head to eat his penne.

Song Baiyan stayed for about an hour and then got up to leave.

Roughly 5 minutes later, in the underground parking of the hotel, three sedans with dimmed lights drove out one after another.

The first sedan was responsible for lead the way, and the last one protected the one in the middle.

As they passed the main entrance, the first sedan stopped, and two men in black suits and earpieces, expertly trained, opened the door and got into the car. Clearly, they were all bodyguards accompanying Song Baiyan.

Tang Li, watching from the window of her room, knew this had nothing to do with pomp or prestige, it was purely for safety.

For someone of Song Baiyan’s standing, especially during a conference, taking precautions was nothing but normal.