Tang Li saw Song Jingtian off to Tan Palace, watching him enter before she could leave with peace of mind.
She took a taxi back to school and received a call from Song Baiyan.
On the phone, Song Baiyan mentioned the hospital incident, and Tang Li answered truthfully, except she did not deliberately emphasize that Qin Yueru was Han Jifeng’s mother.
"I really didn’t want to get involved." Sensing the meaning behind Song Baiyan’s words, Tang Li didn’t hide her thoughts: "It’s better to mind one’s own business. I thought, after sending the person to the emergency room, the doctors would definitely treat them, and the family would arrive soon, so nothing else would happen."
Song Baiyan’s voice came through the receiver: "Then you suddenly changed your mind?"
Sitting under the dormitory building, Tang Li’s lips curled slightly upward: "Because a child told me his older brother taught him to be kind to others. After hearing that, I was deeply inspired. One should not be too self-centered; the troubles faced by others today might be faced by me in the future. Doing good deeds now might bring unexpected rewards later."
"Thinking this way shows your ideological awareness is still lacking."
Upon hearing this, Tang Li pursed her lips.
After a while, she slowly spoke: "So, Mr. Song, you’re already the Head of State, and I’m just a minor actress. It’s all because there’s such a big difference in our level of ideological awareness."
On the phone, there was Mr. Song’s laughter and his advice: "You are better than the ordinary person, but if you want to compare upwards, you still need to continue refining yourself."
Tang Li suddenly said: "I saw the news; you are about to go on a visit abroad, won’t you be back for a long time?"
Song Baiyan did not deny this.
He then asked: "Do you wish I didn’t stay away for so long?"
Holding the cellphone, Tang Li’s ears began to heat up.
A few seconds later, she regained her composure: "... Although I will miss you, I understand. It’s like how I am away filming; everyone has their own schedule and cannot delay their work just because someone else doesn’t want them to go."
Listening to her understanding words, Song Baiyan on the other end of the phone asked: "What gift do you want, I’ll bring it back for you when the time comes."
"I’ll think about it and let you know."
Tang Li hung up the call and went upstairs to her dormitory.
She used Wu Xuehan’s laptop to check for upcoming flights to London.
Last year, she signed with IMG, and the company had already helped her obtain tourist visas for several countries. This time it would come in handy, unexpectedly not for filming or an event in London.
Wu Xuehan noticed the word "London" and dragged a chair back from Yu Sui’s desk: "Are you going to the United Kingdom?"
"Yes." Tang Li browsed through the pages while checking some tips for independent travelers.
Yu Sui also turned around: "Not filming recently?"
"I’ll talk about this when I’m back."
Yu Sui came with her cellphone: "There’s another rumor about you on V-blog these days."
Tang Li turned to look at her.
"I know this one!" Wu Xuehan raised her hand first, her mouth grinning: "Everyone is saying Ah Li comes from an extremely powerful family background, including access to the Fuyuan Bamboo Garden’s black card, a Councilman father, a chairman mother; put against Ah Li, it’s all trivial. That’s why Lai Yuaner’s bullying ended up so disastrously for her."
"...Who spread this?"
Yu Sui and Wu Xuehan shook their heads simultaneously.
Tang Li had a guess and immediately called Feng Qi to get President Luo’s number. She didn’t even have to speak when he confessed: "I really haven’t told anyone, I just mentioned it to my wife!"