Rebirth: I Became Mr.President’s Beloved
Chapter 391: Mr. Song Came to See Her

Chapter 391: Chapter 391: Mr. Song Came to See Her

"We should have gone to the scene." Wu Xuehan expressed regret: "If Song Baiyan really is Fu Si’s uncle, Fu Si would definitely be able to get tickets to the special viewing area."

Yu Sui said, "There are hundreds of thousands of people on site, you can’t even see the President’s face, it’s better to sit here and watch the live broadcast."

"That’s true." Wu Xuehan nodded: "An accident like a stampede might happen too."

Tang Li’s gaze was still fixed on the tablet screen.

The presidential swearing-in ceremony was conducted by the Chief Justice, after which Song Baiyan went up to the podium to deliver a formal speech.

In the live broadcast, Song Baiyan, in a neatly tailored suit, hands resting on the edge of the podium, appeared dignified, not as gentle as he was when embracing her at the dance last night — like a knife unsheathed. Standing there, everything around him seemingly diminished in an instant.

Tang Li felt an indescribable sense of emotional dependence.

After the speech, the Marine Corps band performed "Salute to the Commander", and Song Baiyan enjoyed the highest honor of a 21-gun salute.

Once the ceremony concluded, Song Baiyan saw off the previous President Bai Chongming from Congress Hill.

The live broadcast also neared its end after Bai Chongming left.

Traditionally, it’s time for the official luncheon after the ceremony.

Guests at the luncheon included the Supreme Court Justices, members of Song Baiyan’s Cabinet, and visiting leaders from various countries.

After watching the live broadcast, Tang Li browsed Weibo for a bit.

[Lai Yuaner] had climbed up the trending searches.

Tang Li clicked in and found it was a screenshot of Lai Yuaner at the inauguration ceremony.

In the screenshot, Lai Yuaner was wearing a black cocktail dress, her hair styled in a princess updo, looking more solemn than her attire at the state banquet.

A big V from the marketing accounts posted the screenshot and wrote a paragraph: "Born into a distinguished family, a true princess outside the entertainment circle, destined for royalty, not only beautiful but also hardworking, when everyone is striving so hard, how can you afford to live aimlessly?"

Wu Xuehan and Yu Sui were already discussing across: "That Lai Yuaner bought trending search again, I suspect she’s a VIP annual client of Weibo."

Tang Li liked all the popular posts praising the new President, then closed Weibo.

At exactly 2 PM, Tang Li saw a news push.

[The 35th President of S country, Song Baiyan, signed a series of inauguration-related documents, completing his first presidential signature.]

Due to filming, Tang Li had already paused all her sophomore year classes.

Late at night, Yu Sui and Wu Xuehan went to an elective class.

Tang Li, having nothing to do, simply grabbed her backpack and went to the library. Around 7 PM, there weren’t many students in the library. She picked a spot on the first floor in the reading room and picked a few books related to the performance arts, then sat down to read quietly.

About half an hour later, her cellphone lightly vibrated in her pocket.

Tang Li took it out; it was a text from Song Baiyan.

—Asking her what she was doing.

Tang Li thought he would be busy today and was surprised he still had time to text. She looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to her and typed back: "Missing you. [Heart]"

The reply had a bit of the air of a playful rogue flirting with an honest woman.

Soon, Song Baiyan replied, "Where are you missing me from?"

"Library."

After sending it, Tang Li continued to type: "Because I miss you, I watched for 25 minutes, and couldn’t finish a single page. [Crying]"

This time, no reply came.

Tang Li held her phone, her chin lightly resting on the lid of her water bottle, couldn’t help but worry if she had over-flirted and upset him.

After all, he was much older than her, what if he didn’t like such tactics?

Just as she was about to send a message to smooth things over, silently, a tall shadow loomed beside her, a man’s well-defined hand rested on the edge of the table, the other hand draped over the back of the chair, almost encircling her in his embrace. Tang Li tensed up, about to turn her head, when she heard Song Baiyan’s voice: "Not focusing on your reading, are you wandering off?"