"Seems like he’s really taken a shine to my uncle," Fu Si muttered softly.
Tang Li had already guessed the other party’s identity.
— The Miss Bao from the Bao Family who was previously introduced to Song Baiyan as a potential match.
Song Ru was smiling and talking with Bo He when, unexpectedly, she saw her returning son and Tang Li. Her expression softened as she said, "Xiao Si, you take Miss Tang upstairs first. Your uncle is in your room. When it’s time to eat, I’ll have Aunt Zhang call you."
"Alright, then we’ll head upstairs."
Fu Si couldn’t be happier, pulling Tang Li’s hand towards the staircase.
Around the stairwell corner, Fu Si watched his mother follow Miss Bao into the kitchen, then turned his gaze back to Tang Li and complained, "With that much eagerness, it’d be an affront to heaven if she doesn’t become my aunt!"
Tang Li didn’t respond.
A single thought filled her mind.
— Miss Bao surely matched up well with Song Baiyan.
Both in terms of background and career.
If Song Baiyan represented maturity and steadiness, then the Miss Bao seen tonight would be the epitome of elegance and grace.
Not like Lai Shengxia, who concealed deception, a true role model among women of good families.
In Fu Si’s room, Song Jingtian was sitting on the floor playing an online game.
The little guy was cross-legged, holding a game controller, and on the wall-mounted LCD screen was the gameplay of "Island Survival".
[A man dressed in dark green camouflage and wearing a mask and helmet, carrying a backpack and quickly moving forward with his gun, is suddenly hit by a bullet from an unknown source, and falls flat on the ground. Within three seconds, the man gets up and resurrects, moving quickly forward again, only to be shot dead again.]
"Holy shit!" Fu Si saw this scene and immediately lunged over.
He snatched the controller from Song Jingtian.
Looking up at the screen, indeed it was his level 67 gold account!
...Seems like it couldn’t be called a gold account anymore.
The shiny golden crown had turned into a silver-white shield.
Explosive comments were already flooding the lower left corner of the screen.
[Trying to get a chicken dinner? More like lining up to eat shit in the bathroom!]
[@DreamingIsNotACrimeX: Are you trolling us?]
[Damn it, committing suicide with your own account and dragging us down with you, that’s just mean!]
[Definitely an enemy spy, guys, just kill him!]
Fu Si quickly started typing on the keyboard to explain to his teammates.
With no more game to play, Song Jingtian pouted.
The moment he turned his head and saw Tang Li, his dark eyes lit up, and he ran to her immediately: "Why are you here?"
Feeling that he was too enthusiastic, he modestly put his hands behind his back, pursed his lips slightly, and glanced sideways at Tang Li, "I thought you were filming? Why did you come to my sister’s place?"
Tang Li patted his proud little head and sat down on the sheepskin carpet, "It’s your sister’s birthday, I came to send my regards, is that not okay?"
"Then where’s the gift?" Song Jingtian extended his hand towards her.
Meanwhile, downstairs.
The nanny heard the doorbell and went to the entrance to open the door. She was slightly surprised to see the visitor and then respectfully said, "Is it the Finance Minister?"
Saying this, she turned her head to notify Song Ru who was still in the kitchen: "Madam, it’s the Finance Minister!"
Song Baiyan had come to the Fu Family on a whim.
The evening political gathering was canceled. Thinking of Song Jingtian being here, and rather than having the Fu Family send him back later, he thought he might as well pick him up on his way.
Song Ru came out wiping her hands with a towel.
Seeing Song Baiyan, she too looked surprised, "Weren’t you supposed to have a dinner meeting?"
"Guo Lindong suddenly had something come up, and everyone else dispersed as well."