Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 1051: The Infuriating Bill Collector

Chapter 1051: Chapter 1051: The Infuriating Bill Collector

Song Baiyan lifted his head, speaking gently: "Fu Si has left?"

Tang Li nodded and entered the office.

Placing the umbrella behind the door, she strolled to the desk with her hands behind her back: "Fu Si just complained to me that his uncle is so stingy, doesn’t even buy lipstick for his wife."

Song Baiyan chuckled and flipped back through the documents in his hands: "Did Fu Si mention that his aunt is a troublesome debt collector?"

"..." Tang Li retorted: "I don’t know about Fu Si, but that’s definitely what you think."

Song Baiyan looked at her again: "You really want to buy lipstick?"

Tang Li had merely mentioned lipstick offhandedly.

Seeing Song Baiyan’s stance, it seemed he was truly planning to buy her lipstick. Tang Li quickly countered: "The one I like is sold out worldwide."

"Is it Tom Ford or Yves Saint Laurent (YSL)?"

"..."

Tang Li was surprised that Song Baiyan knew about these lipstick brands.

To speed past the topic, she mentioned a lipstick model that had been seriously out of stock recently: "It’s Chanel’s 122."

Speaking of which, Tang Li realized she hadn’t seen Ji Ming outside and couldn’t help asking: "Why has the security chief changed?"

In her previous life at this time, Ji Ming was by Song Baiyan’s side.

But just now she saw that it was a security chief with the surname He.

"Ji Ming needs more experience." Song Baiyan capped his pen and placed it back on the desk: "Let him spend a few more years with the troops to hone himself." Saying this, his indulgent gaze fell back on Tang Li’s small face: "Not used to Ji Ming not being around?"

"Just a bit surprised."

Replied Tang Li.

She saw it as a butterfly effect.

Because of her rebirth, certain events changed as well.

Tang Li suddenly changed the subject: "I saw a lot of jujubes ripening on that date tree in the back garden."

Song Baiyan instantly saw through her motive, amused: "Thinking of climbing the tree to pick jujubes?"

Tang Li: "..."

"I just mentioned it casually." Tang Li explained. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Thinking this wasn’t convincing enough, she continued: "I’m already grown up, not like when I was a kid."

With a glance, she spotted a twiggy bush on the dresser.

Seemingly the bunch she had picked.

Realizing this, Tang Li curved her lips slightly and put her hands behind her back: "I’ll head back upstairs first, won’t disturb your work!"

Since she didn’t need to go to the set today, Tang Li wasn’t in a hurry to return to the Lai Family.

On the second floor, she went looking for Song Jingtian.

The little guy was lying on the living room sofa holding a tablet watching "Dragon Ball."

Noticing Tang Li come in, he barely lifted his eyelids.

For the first time, Tang Li was met with such coldness and spoke on her own: "The jujubes in the back are ripe, the staff aren’t picking them, each one is big and red, surely better tasting than store-bought ones."

The little guy took the bait: "What jujube?"

"The jujube tree in the back garden, you didn’t know?"

"..." Song Jingtian didn’t know.

Though he often ran all over Tan Palace with two dogs, since it was summer, Xiao Minglan didn’t let him go outside in the sun. Additionally, Xiao Minglan was afraid he might climb the tree and fall, so she deliberately didn’t mention the jujube tree in front of him.

Moreover, the whole family living in Tan Palace wasn’t short on good food.

Interestingly enough, this fly finds the dung beetle, stinking alike.

Five minutes later, a scene unfolded in the back garden.

——Song Jingtian was holding a rod two times his height, shakingly knocking down jujubes from the branches, while Tang Li was busy bending over, picking up the large, crunchy jujubes.

The little guy soon realized something wasn’t right.

Picking jujubes was the easier job!

Why was he the one responsible for knocking them down?

Tang Li just filled a plate with jujubes when Song Jingtian went on strike.

Facing the little guy’s accusatory side-glance, Tang Li cheerfully agreed to redistribute the tasks.

Pei Shiyu entered the President’s Office, finding Song Baiyan not working but standing tall by the window overlooking the back garden.

As he walked nearer, he saw what was happening outside the window.

A big and a small person were picking jujubes in the garden.

The smaller one he knew all too well, but as for the bigger one——

Having worked at Tan Palace, Pei Shiyu heard about the President’s marriage, even received red eggs from Old Madam Song, but this was his first time seeing the ’First Lady’ in person.

Her personality seemed livelier than on TV.

Judging by the President’s demeanor, it was clear he adored her.

Otherwise, how would such a busy man have time to watch them play in the garden?

Song Baiyan noticed Pei Shiyu and withdrew his gaze from the window: "You’re here already?"

"The report is out, I worried you were waiting, so I brought it over first." Pei Shiyu said, pulling a CT film out of the dark bag he was carrying.

The CT scan was done by Song Baiyan this morning.

There were medical facilities inside Tan Palace, including CT and ECG machines.

For an MRI, one would need to go to a big hospital.

Song Baiyan took the film and looked at it while Pei Shiyu provided the details: "Your lung CT scan shows no shadows, no signs of fluid accumulation; you can wait for a more thorough check during the physical at the start of the month."

Seeing Song Baiyan’s eyes still on the film, Pei Shiyu spoke again: "If you’re really concerned, I can contact the Army General Hospital later and arrange for an MRI tonight. If they’re quick, the report and images could be ready by early morning."

"No need for such a big fuss." Song Baiyan handed the film back: "Since the CT shows nothing wrong, there likely isn’t a major problem."

Pei Shiyu was a military doctor and understood the injuries Song Baiyan had sustained in the past.

The sudden request for a lung examination from Song Baiyan also raised his speculations.

Since there were no others in the office, he broached the topic: "Have your lungs been bothering you lately?"

Song Baiyan didn’t answer, instead asking: "Based on your experience with chest surgery cases, how likely is it for a gunshot lung injury to recur?"

"Recurrence isn’t the right term." Pei Shiyu clarified: "Patients with past lung injuries often suffer from chronic coughs and hoarseness, but few recover as well as you without obvious respiratory diseases."

"You underwent an MRI after recovery back then."

Pei Shiyu continued: "The imaging didn’t reveal any bullet fragments left in your body, so the chances of infection and inflammation are nearly zero."

Then he paused for a moment: "Unless——"

"Unless what?" Song Baiyan’s deep eyes stared straight at him.

"Unless your lung is injured again."

Right as Pei Shiyu finished speaking, the office door was knocked on.

With Song Baiyan’s permission, the door opened slightly, and a child ran in, hugging Song Baiyan’s leg: "Big brother, Tang Li bullied me!"

Then, Tang Li appeared beside the door.

Song Jingtian was still complaining: "She’s lazy and tricks kids! You said she was sneaky last time, and when I said it again, she just smacked me in the head with a jujube on purpose!"