Rebirth: I Became Mr.President’s Beloved
Chapter 188: Accidentally Caught by Song Baiyan

Chapter 188: Chapter 188: Accidentally Caught by Song Baiyan

Song Baiyan handed his coat to the nanny and turned to notice Bo He, who had followed Song Ru out.

When Bo He heard the nanny saying that the Finance Minister had arrived, she remembered why she was at Fu Si’s home tonight. So when she saw Song Ru leave the kitchen, she removed her gloves and followed her out.

Meeting Song Baiyan’s gaze, she felt somewhat embarrassed.

Perhaps... this was a uniquely female psychology.

Even though she had spent years at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and had spoken before journalists and media, now facing the man who was to be introduced to her for a blind date, especially since his demeanor was calm and collected, whether it was the light grey shirt or the black trousers he wore, along with his erect figure, all perfectly met her criteria for a mate, she couldn’t help but feel nervous.

In the past, Bo He had seen Song Baiyan at certain events.

But that was only from a distance.

A man who stands on his own at thirty, currently, Song Baiyan is the only one in S country who has managed it.

Just like her father had told her before—

Song Baiyan’s accomplishments in life would certainly not stop there.

Song Ru had already noticed Bo He following her out, and seeing Song Baiyan noticing Bo He, she straightforwardly embraced Bo He and introduced her: "This is Bo He, the sole daughter of Chairman Bo Mingguang of the Bao Family, working at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Bo He has just returned from a business trip in Hengyang today, and brought a lot of hairy crabs to the family. Just now, Bo He was helping me cook the spicy hairy crab."

"I’m just lending a hand," Bo He said with a pursed smile.

Under the lighting, a blush rose on her cheeks.

"That’s just modesty. I think your cooking skills are better than mine," Song Ru laughed: "When I was your age, I would even forget to add water when boiling rice, let alone make a decent dish."

Bo He’s lips curved into a smile as she instinctively reached up to tuck her hair behind her ear.

"Elder Fu and my brother-in-law are in the study?" asked Song Baiyan.

After receiving an affirmative reply, Song Baiyan said, "I’ll go upstairs first; I happen to have some questions to ask Elder Fu."

Bo He watched Song Baiyan turn to go upstairs with no intention of conversing with her, feeling an undeniable sense of disappointment. She didn’t follow Song Ru back to the kitchen, hesitated for a few seconds, and then chose to chase after Song Baiyan.

Song Baiyan had just rounded the stairwell when he heard the footsteps following him. He wanted to advance yet feared being abrupt. As he turned around, all he saw was the Miss of the Bao Family with her hands clasped in front of her, her almond eyes looking at him, conveying a hint of hesitation, then she spoke: "Minister Song."

After calling out, she switched to a relaxed and graceful smile: "I wanted to ask if you eat spicy food. If you don’t, I will use less chili powder."

But Song Baiyan responded, "Still, let’s go with the host’s preference; there’s no need to consider my taste."

"...Okay." Bo He bent her lips in a smile.

Her heart became even more unsure.

Seeing Song Baiyan about to leave, she called out again, "Minister Song!"

But by the time Song Baiyan stopped, Bo He didn’t know what else she could say.

After a long pause, she finally found a reason for herself: "I meant to say, go ahead upstairs, I’ll go down to help Sister Ru cook."

Song Baiyan was indeed aware of the Bao Family’s intentions.

Only, he had no such plans, and naturally could not let people misunderstand.

Passing by Fu Si’s room, noise and laughter came from within.

Song Jingtian was too young to understand what modesty is, and Fu Si had been spoiled by his family, so strife between the nephew and the uncle was common. Thinking of this, Song Baiyan changed direction, reached for the doorknob, and turned it.

When he opened the door, he saw the intimate scene of Tang Li leaning on Fu Si’s back.

Two minutes earlier—