Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 1052: Your Big Brother Can Insult Me, But You Can’t

Chapter 1052: Chapter 1052: Your Big Brother Can Insult Me, But You Can’t

"He is him, you are you, don’t mix them up."

Tang Li’s voice drifted into the office.

Song Jingtian, holding onto his thigh, wasn’t afraid at all and couldn’t help but argue, "It was big brother who said you’re slippery, I was just passing the message. You’re scared to hit big brother and just dare to pick on someone softer!"

"Is it jujube, Song Jingtian?"

Noticing there were others in the office, Tang Li didn’t want to disturb but couldn’t stand Song Jingtian’s distortion of facts, so she exposed him, "Where’s the teamwork we agreed on? Who’s hiding the good jujubes in their pocket and only picking the bad ones for the plate? Also—"

Tang Li glanced at Song Baiyan from the corner of her eye, but her words were still directed at Song Jingtian, "Your big brother can say whatever he wants about me, but you can’t."

This difference in treatment was far too obvious!

Song Jingtian was almost brought to tears from anger.

But before he could squeeze out a few crocodile tears, his big brother spoke first, "Is this how you usually address your elder sister-in-law?"

Song Jingtian: "..."

Even though big brother’s tone was gentle and his big hand ruffled his head, he felt a mountain weighing down on him.

Song Jingtian was a very crisis-aware little boy.

Speaking again, ’Tang Li’ had already turned back to ’elder sister-in-law’: "I was just too angry just now, big brother, you have to be cautious yourself, elder sister-in-law might be going through menopause."

...Godd*mn, menopause.

Tang Li gritted her teeth lightly, suddenly not wanting to let Song Jingtian off.

Before her claws could reach out, Song Baiyan took a box of wedding candies from the desk and handed it to Song Jingtian, "Go upstairs with your elder sister-in-law and have some candy, don’t argue anymore, understand?"

Hugging the box of candies, Song Jingtian didn’t forget to say, "I definitely won’t argue."

The implication was that someone else started it.

Tang Li felt stepped on again, she was just about to retort when Song Baiyan looked at her with an indulgent gaze, "Half the box each, no objections, right?"

Tang Li: "..."

It’s not like she was craving that box of wedding candies.

After settling the score with the adult, the two ’kids’ left the office.

Just as they got to the stairs, Tang Li asked Song Jingtian who the person in the white coat in the office was.

The little guy glanced at her, continuing to unwrap the candy box but answered face-savingly, "Pei Shiyu, a technical specialist with the rank of Lieutenant Colonel, Tan Palace’s chief medical advisor."

The little guy was very familiar with Tan Palace’s staff.

Generally, people only see doctors when they are not feeling well.

Earlier in the President’s Office, Tang Li had already noticed that Dr. Pei had a bag specifically for storing films.

"Has your big brother been unwell these past two days?" Tang Li asked the little guy again.

"Nope."

Song Jingtian, peeling a motivational jelly candy, said while speaking, "My big brother is very healthy, he can kill a cow with his bare hands."

Tang Li: "......"

"Want one?" A honey jujube was handed over.

Tang Li reached out to catch it, "Your big brother is healthy, so why see Dr. Pei?"

"Well, maybe big brother needs to deworm too."

Without noticing, the little guy ate two jelly candies.

Tang Li’s mouth twitched, "You think everyone is like you."

Song Jingtian suddenly stopped walking, holding the candy box, looking at her sideways with a cold face.

Oh well, she’d hit the little guy’s sore point again.

The ship of friendship can capsize, sometimes, all it takes is one dose of worm medicine.

Since the friendship was over, there was no need to share the candy.

At noon, Song Baiyan came upstairs, passing by the living room, hearing the sound of the TV, he pushed open the slightly ajar door, seeing Tang Li sitting on the ground, leaning against the sofa, her collar pulled open, applying Bengay to her back shoulder.

While picking jujubes in the garden, Tang Li had been bitten by something unknown.

Now, it not only itched but stung a little.

The sponge top of the Bengay barely touched the red bump, and her hand couldn’t stretch any further.

Just as she was about to switch hands, the Bengay was taken away.

Tang Li tilted her head back, and what she saw was a pair of neatly pressed trousers, before her eyes could move up, the person sat down behind her.

Not sitting on the sofa, but like her, on the floor.

"Bitten by a bug?" Song Baiyan asked.

"Mm." Tang Li turned her head back, "Probably a fire ant, or maybe a caterpillar."

The moment Bengay was applied, the itchiness subsided instantly.

Tang Li was about to let go of her collar, but the hair scattered at the back of her neck was brushed aside, and a man’s thumb pressed against her spinal bone, "Why is there a big red patch here too?"

"Probably from the collar rubbing against it under the sun."

If it was a bug bite, she would have felt it.

As Tang Li spoke, she turned her head again, biting her lips unconsciously, "We agreed on sharing the candy equally, but in the end, I only got one honey jujube."

Complaining is something that gets better with practice.

Sometimes, it’s even unintentional.

Song Baiyan placed the Bengay on the coffee table, a slight smile appearing on his face, then said, "The candy was brought by Guo Li, his cousin got married yesterday, if you really want some, let him go back and get a few boxes."

Tang Li wasn’t really craving candy.

Song Baiyan’s sitting posture was more composed and laid-back than hers.

Unlike her, sitting cross-legged with her left elbow on her knee, his neatly pressed trousers subtly outlined his strong and powerful leg contours.

Maybe it’s true that love is blind.

Whether Song Baiyan was sitting or standing, Tang Li found him pleasing to the eye.

Then she remembered Pei Shiyu and that bag of film.

Tang Li had suspicions in her heart, so she just asked directly, "What kind of film was Dr. Pei holding just now?"

"It’s a routine check-up I did."

Song Baiyan looked at her with a cautious appearance, a smile still on his face, his voice as calm and gentle as always, "Worried I’m unwell but secretly hiding it from you?"

If Song Baiyan had said it was someone else’s film, she might have speculated further.

But now, since Song Baiyan admitted it was his check-up.

Tang Li instead felt relieved.

"I was just curious about what was in the bag." Not wanting to be seen as making a fuss, Tang Li slowly turned back, grabbing the ’Corgi Butt’ cushion from the sofa and hugging it, then realized she seemed overly defensive, so she added, "I thought Ji Ming had some issue."

"Your concern for Ji Ming far exceeds that of family."

Tang Li: "..."

To deny it now would be contradictory.

"Actually, they’re about the same." Tang Li held out her right hand, making a small gap between her fingers, "Even a little more than the concern for Ji Ming."

Then, she heard Song Baiyan call her ’Ah Li.’

Tang Li looked back, puzzled.

Song Baiyan raised his hand, helping her tuck her stray hair behind her ear, "In the future, I’m afraid I might leave before you, even if you’re alone, you must take care of yourself."

"...Why bring this up out of nowhere?" Life and death are not pleasant topics.

"Consider it an early reminder."

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Dragon Boat Festival well wishes!

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