Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 1049: Holding Me Like This, Are You Not Letting Me Wash Up?

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Chapter 1049: Chapter 1049: Holding Me Like This, Are You Not Letting Me Wash Up?

"No miscarriage? Then what about those bloody pants?"

Song Baiyan said this while lowering his head to unbutton the other cufflink.

He’s already aware of the bloody pants...

Tang Li didn’t answer, placing her milk tea aside and stepping forward to help: "The right-side button is tricky, let me help you!"

Her fawning manner, though appearing obedient, couldn’t hide her craftiness.

Like covering one’s ears while stealing a bell, it’s somewhat comical.

Song Baiyan didn’t stop her eagerness to please, and casually asked another question: "Got up to no good at the airport with Jingtian this afternoon?"

Tang Li looked up at his words, meeting Song Baiyan’s gentle gaze head-on.

"... ..."

She slowly shifted her gaze, playing with the cufflink, and argued: "He’s very headstrong, I couldn’t have instigated him, I just asked him to help find someone."

Song Baiyan said this, seemingly aware that Lai Shengxia had been taken away by the police.

As for those bloody Rabbit pajama pants.

Last night, Aunt Wu took care of throwing them in the trash bin outside the villa.

They probably ended up in the hands of Ouyang Qian and her daughter.

Tang Li recalled Lai Shengxia, before leaving the VIP room with the detective, telling Ouyang Qian to keep the things in her suitcase safe, and Ouyang Qian nodded and said she’d take the suitcase to the police station.

Now, hearing Song Baiyan mention the bloody pants, Tang Li was sure —

The ’treasure’ hidden in the luggage of Lai Shengxia and her daughter was those Rabbit pajama pants.

She then remembered that the pants seemed to be some kind of ’evidence.’

She had ruined Ouyang Qian and her daughter’s plan to go abroad, and now Lai Shengxia might be facing jail time. With Lai Shengxia’s personality, not retaliating would be absurd.

Those pajama pants were clearly seen by Lai Shengxia as the trump card.

This was to prevent her from becoming the First Lady.

No need for Song Baiyan to continue pressing; she confessed: "Last night, Wu Xuehan’s father killed a chicken, and because it was too dark, Aunt Wu, who was plucking the feathers, accidentally tripped and sat right in a bowl of chicken blood. Later, Aunt Wu came to me with the pajama pants asking if I had detergent to remove blood stains, I said no, and seeing that the pants were ruined, I told her to throw them away."

"Is that all?"

"... ..." Tang Li had to add: "The chicken had a good name, Fu Gui."

Song Baiyan: "... ..."

Tang Li continued on her own accord: "Those saying I had a miscarriage just want to stir up trouble between us, don’t fall for it!"

Who doesn’t know how to stir up trouble!

"One dirty pair of pajama pants, and they can make up so many stories, it must be someone who can’t stand seeing us happy."

Song Baiyan looked at her chattering away and didn’t debunk her narrative, instead changed the subject: "Guo Li went to the city bureau tonight, besides asking about the pajama pants, he brought back a testimony."

Tang Li: "...?"

Song Baiyan said: "In Jingtian’s statement, he mentioned catching Lai Yuaner’s attention because of his outstanding looks. Lai Yuaner planned to sell him to the Saiyans as a child husband, to make him eat dirt on Vegeta Planet. Because he didn’t cooperate the whole way, he was beaten by Lai Yuaner. Luckily, he met you at the airport, you successfully rescued him. That’s why he asked the city bureau to award you a ’bravery’ certificate."

Tang Li: "......"

It’s like being hit by a falling pot while sitting at home.

From Song Baiyan’s tone, it seemed he thought she had taught Song Jingtian to say that.

After all, in these testimonies, she was the ultimate beneficiary.

And Saiyans...

Why didn’t he just mention the Avengers?

Now is the time to explain, if ever.

Tang Li raised her right hand to her ear and said firmly: "I swear on my party membership, if I deceived a child for personal gain, let me be expelled from the party, never to rejoin in my lifetime!"

Song Baiyan: "Applied to join the party this semester?"

Tang Li licked her lips: "Not yet, but it doesn’t affect my determination to have a glowing red heart towards the party."

"... ..."

Tang Li promised again: "It’s wrong for kids to lie, tomorrow I will properly educate Jingtian, and ensure he understands the seriousness of his actions."

"It’s just Jingtian who has a problem?"

Tang Li: "... ..."

Noticing Song Baiyan turning to leave, Tang Li couldn’t read his attitude, so she instinctively reached out and grabbed his shirt sleeve. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"What is it?" Song Baiyan halted.

Perhaps due to her action, Song Baiyan’s tone grew even softer.

Tang Li could only remind him: "I haven’t done my self-reflection yet!"

As she finished speaking, she saw the hint of a smile at the corners of Song Baiyan’s eyes.

Tang Li was about to ask what he was smiling about when her nose was flicked, and she heard Song Baiyan’s low voice: "Holding onto me like this, are you planning not to let me wash up?"

"... ..." Tang Li’s face turned bright red.

She sheepishly released her grip, not forgetting to cover up: "I should take a shower too."

With that, she went into the walk-in closet.

Picking up her clothes for a change, Tang Li headed to a guest room where she used to stay.

After her shower, when she returned, Song Baiyan was sitting up in bed reading a document.

Tang Li didn’t hurry to get into bed. Just as she picked up the milk tea on the bedside table, she heard Song Baiyan ask, "Didn’t your father go to the councilman election today?"

Tang Li nodded, holding the mug: "The Ministry of Public Security is investigating a case from back then, and took him away."

Song Baiyan closed the folder and looked up at her, his gaze soft: "Your father was taken away, he didn’t ask you to call me?"

Tang Li: "......"

She silently took a sip of her milk tea, "... No."

At the same time.

Ministry of Public Security, interrogation room.

Lai Wenyan asked the detective in front of him for the hundred and eighth time: "Still no one sent to pick me up?"

The two detectives exchanged a glance and shook their heads: "No."

Lai Wenyan: "..........."