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Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 1127: I Want Both the Beauty and the Throne
Just as she was about to go to the bathroom, her peripheral vision caught sight of a folder on the Imperial Consort’s Chair.
The snap on the folder was pulled open.
A few A4 papers were sticking out from the opening.
Tang Li approached and recognized the word "Report" at the top of the page, along with "Doctor: Pei Shiyu." Since it wasn’t a classified document, she set down her clothes and picked up the manila folder.
Inside the folder was a physical examination report.
Tang Li took out the stack of report papers, where the patient’s name was all Song Baiyan.
Holding her breath, she flipped through them quickly, finally confirming that neither the blood test sheet nor the MRI report indicated any health issues for Song Baiyan, allowing her to relax.
However, it was this MRI report that led her to ponder deeply.
It was indeed in the following years after his sudden health decline in his previous life.
Han Jifeng only mentioned that Isa would turn against Song Baiyan after being captured, but didn’t explain why Song Baiyan’s health had deteriorated so sharply.
For the first time, she regretted not living long enough in her previous life.
If she had lived as long as Han Jifeng, would she have known more?
President’s Office.
Song Baiyan hung up Wong Yangming’s call. Bai Yiqian, sitting on the couch, spoke up, "These desperados dare cross borders to abduct people; it’s hard to know whether to praise their courage or call them utterly ignorant."
And, right at the border between the two countries, like rats digging holes, they excavated five or six smuggling tunnels.
This was only the number discovered in the past couple of days.
A further search in the border villages might reveal even more.
Song Baiyan put down the landline phone, "Ever since Third Miss Lin passed away, her people in Northern Myanmar have operated independently. Isa took over most of her power but abolished her original rules."
"Isa indulges his subordinates in using Heroin, using it as a means to consolidate the loyalty of the users. With such a master, Kun emulated him, and over time, they dared to do anything."
Third Miss Lin was someone Bai Yiqian was familiar with.
She was once the biggest drug lord in the Golden Triangle and the actual authority in Northern Myanmar.
Ten years ago, Third Miss Lin died of illness, and the power in the Golden Triangle was reshuffled.
Bai Yiqian finally recalled something else, "They said three people were abducted, so why did you only bring back two from your own family?"
Song Baiyan sat down behind his desk, "Couldn’t be found in the village."
Kang Yunxi went missing, and the Meng Family reported it to the police.
Ji Ming used reconnaissance robots to search every corner of the village but still didn’t find Kang Yunxi.
Now, the whereabouts of Kang Yunxi are probably only known to the traffickers.
According to the police, Tang Li and Song Jingtian were abducted by traffickers, while Kang Yunxi acted as bait.
On the evening of the 12th, Kang Yunxi sent a text message to Tang Li.
Around eight that night, there was another call from her on Tang Li’s cellphone. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
Currently, Kang Yunxi’s whereabouts are still likely only known to the traffickers.
As for the chat records between Kang Yunxi and Meng Shu on WeChat...
Song Baiyan was adjusting the ring on his left ring finger when the office door made a knocking sound and was immediately pushed open by someone.
Secretary Cheng Ying tried to stop them along the way but clearly was unsuccessful.
The person who came in was Bai Chongming’s current personal bodyguard.
He was also the former chief of security responsible for the President’s safety at Tan Palace, Chu Yang.
Chu Yang was in his thirties, about the same age as Song Baiyan.
He was more experienced than Ji Ming; even barging into the President’s Office, he showed no signs of discomfort, assessing the situation in mere seconds.
However, before he could speak, Song Baiyan’s deep and steady voice sounded first, "Still not used to it after leaving Tan Palace for half a year."
The sarcastic tone confused Chu Yang.
It was pointing out his lack of etiquette.
Almost like plastering "not recognizing reality" on his forehead.
He didn’t push further; instead, he offered a respectful greeting, "Sir has come across a treasure he loves dearly, and he specifically asked me to bring it here for your appreciation."
Coming over at night to view paintings seemed quite strange.
Despite the grumbling, Bai Yiqian still stood up, "It’s getting late, so I’ll head back first."
After Bai Yiqian and Cheng Ying left, Chu Yang withdrew his gaze and walked to the desk with the painting, "This treasure is named ’Gratitude,’ depicting Cao Pi and Sima Yi brewing tea and listening to the rain."
As he spoke, he spread the painting out on the desk.
"Cao Pi and Sima Yi shared a teacher-student bond in practice, although not by name. Sima Yi assisted Cao Pi in the succession dispute, leading Cao Pi to regard Sima Yi as a trusted minister, a celebrated story."
Seeing no specific reaction from Song Baiyan on the painting, Chu Yang had to speak, "The painting has been delivered, and Sir asked me to pass on a few words to you."
Song Baiyan finally put down his teacup, "And what are those words?"
"I’ve heard you intend to formally propose a healthcare reform plan to the Senate. Sir asked me to congratulate you in advance and to wish you success."
Healthcare reform is not something that can be accomplished overnight.
The congratulations seem premature.
Song Baiyan lifted his gaze, fixing it on Chu Yang’s face with a smile, "Did your Sir ask you to say this congratulatory remark only to mock me?"
"Certainly not." With Song Baiyan’s amicable demeanor, Chu Yang spoke again without reservation, "With your current poll ratings, re-election is a certainty. Your engagement with Miss Tang is also known to Sir, who might come to your wedding to request a drink in the future."
He paused slightly, "However, Sir also heard that Miss Tang’s background is seemingly not too favorable."
While saying this, Chu Yang continuously observed Song Baiyan’s facial expressions.
Finding Song Baiyan unmoved, he decided not to beat around the bush, "Sir said, many envy the President’s high position without knowing the complex web of relationships behind it. Even as President, one cannot act recklessly; every decision must be made with thorough consideration."
Having been by Bai Chongming’s side for over a decade, Chu Yang’s speech was far beyond that of an ordinary guard, "Xiang Yu was furious for a beauty, ultimately committing suicide at Wujiang. As a politician, there’s a principle you’re surely aware of: never stand in opposition to the majority."
Song Baiyan picked up the corner of the painting, covering half of Sima Yi’s body, "Are these words also what your Sir asked you to convey?"
Chu Yang did not deny it.
After a brief silence, Chu Yang smiled, "Sir understands your desire to rectify the border chaos, but the issues in the Golden Triangle are complex. If S Country intervenes excessively, there will be backlash. Such a directive might raise significant opinions from the Senate and House of Representatives."
Song Baiyan withdrew his hand, "Is that all your Sir said?"
"Sir also mentioned that you are a soaring eagle and shouldn’t be trapped by temporary emotions. He supported you for your leadership skills but also trusted your decision-making ability."
"Beauty is precious, and the kingdom is hard-earned."
Chu Yang extended his hand, intending to unfold the painting ’Gratitude’ once more, "You are undoubtedly the most intelligent among all, knowing which is more important."
At the next moment, he could no longer move the painting on the desk.
It was Song Baiyan who held his wrist down.
Chu Yang wanted to raise his head but heard Song Baiyan say, "Beauty, kingdom, for me, they have never been a choice between the two."
"..." Chu Yang hadn’t yet comprehended the meaning behind these words, as Song Baiyan spoke again, "Go back and tell your Sir, I want both the kingdom and beauty."
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Goodnight!







