"Why not say it directly." Gao Wenlan tugged on Tang Li’s arm, thinking the little girl wasn’t being honest: "I see Bai Yan’s mother already starting to prepare; she could welcome you into the family at any time."
"..." Tang Li couldn’t help but ask, "Did you hear something wrong?"
Gao Wenlan glared at her.
Tang Li continued, "I’ve been busy filming recently. You see, I haven’t even had time to accompany you to the Tan Palace. Besides, if marriage were on the agenda, I would know."
"You really don’t know?" Gao Wenlan eyed her suspiciously.
Tang Li nodded, almost raising her hand to swear.
Gao Wenlan sat by the flower bed, glanced at her sideways, and murmured softly, "So they’re still keeping it from her..."
"What did you say?" Tang Li didn’t hear clearly.
"Oh, I said the weather is nice."
Tang Li wasn’t convinced.
Since Song Baiyan hadn’t told Tang Li yet, Gao Wenlan didn’t say much more. Before leaving the set, she simply advised, "Putting aside your black-hearted father, now your Professor Wong and I are your elders. When you get married someday, you’ll definitely be leaving from the Wong family."
This was something Tang Li had never considered.
What Gao Wenlan didn’t say was that Xiao Minglan knew Tang Li and the Wong family had become godfamily and thought the Wong family was more suitable than the Lai Family as her maternal family.
After all, the Lai family could now be described as chaotic.
The dignified daughter of a councilman turned into a human trafficker.
Thinking of Lai Wenyan’s other daughter trying to sell Tang Li abroad, Gao Wenlan found it unbelievable—such a scheme couldn’t be conceived by just anyone.
"Is your half-sister really crazy?"
Gao Wenlan asked.
"That, you have to ask her directly."
After all, being an outsider, whether Lai Shengxia was faking it, only she knew for sure.
Gao Wenlan sighed, "If she’s faking, living every day with a group of mental patients, seeing them from dawn to dusk, it must be tough for her. Sharing meals, drinks, and everything else, I would’ve gone crazy long ago."
In the evening, Tang Li saw Song Ru again on set.
Song Ru still sported her neat short hair and was in military attire. Upon seeing Tang Li, she couldn’t help but sigh, "Back then, when you came to the house with Xiao Si, I thought you two were a perfect match. Who knew, before I knew it, you were becoming my sister-in-law."
Tang Li hadn’t expected Song Ru to seek her out.
Song Ru had only learned today about Tang Li’s relationship with Song Baiyan, including their past connection—some things are fatefully aligned.
On set, Song Ru waited until Tang Li finished shooting.
And then took Tang Li out for dinner.
After dinner, Song Ru took her to the mall and bought her a lot of clothes.
Tang Li always felt like she was being treated like a child.
When Tang Li’s hands were full of shopping bags, Song Ru finally felt satisfied: "Girls should be pampered so they won’t get bullied."
Until the mall closed, Song Ru drove Tang Li back home.
Watching Tang Li walk into the Lai family’s gates, Song Ru rolled up the car window and called her brother: "I’ve spent the whole evening with your beloved, satisfied?"
On the other end of the phone was a man’s soft laugh.
"Beloved" might not suit his age anymore, but it didn’t seem inappropriate anyway.
Song Baiyan asked over the phone, "You took her home?"
Receiving a positive answer, Song Baiyan continued, "When you have time in the future, reach out to her more often. The age difference with her mother is too great; being at ease with each other is hard."
"I could be her mother too," Song Ru couldn’t help but sigh lightly, "As long as you don’t mind having another niece, I don’t care."