Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 123: My Big Brother Is a Heavy Smoker

Tang Li turned her head in the direction he pointed.

Then, she saw Song Baiyan standing in front of the roasted sweet potato stall.

After leaving the café, Song Baiyan didn’t change back into his suit, but was only wearing a shirt and trousers, just like last night. The cuffs of his shirt were rolled up to just below the elbow. However, at this moment, he was holding a cigarette in his right hand. Tang Li felt that he looked more like he did when they had lunch.

When Song Baiyan stood on the street side and passersby came and went, no one noticed the Finance Minister. It seemed as if he was just an ordinary man buying roasted sweet potatoes.

In Tang Li’s eyes, this side of Song Baiyan seemed less serious and steady, particularly the way he smoked, which made her couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

It was a casualness unique to mature men.

Actually, Han Jifeng also smoked.

The only difference was that Jifeng tended to smoke when he was in a very bad mood.

Or—

When he was reminded of Lai Shengxia in the still of the night.

So, whenever Jifeng smoked, she dared not come close and disturb him, afraid that she would annoy him. She wouldn’t watch him smoke; instead, she would go into the kitchen and busy herself with house chores to keep herself occupied and fulfilled.

"My big brother has quite a heavy smoking habit," Song Jingtian suddenly spoke.

The child gave her a glance as if he knew what she was thinking and continued, "My big sister always says that my big brother is an old smoker. At home, whenever my big brother smokes, she would scold him, saying that he learned nothing in the army except becoming skillful at smoking."

Tang Li had long discovered one of Song Jingtian’s special skills: mimicking like a parrot.

Perhaps due to his good memory, he could remember everything the adults said and repeat it later, even making it sound thoroughly convincing.

"But no matter how much my big sister says, it’s useless. My big brother just smiles and won’t actually quit smoking." The little guy shrugged his shoulders and then handed Tang Li an orange juice: "My big brother was afraid you’d be thirsty, so he specially bought two cups of orange juice for us."

Hearing this, Tang Li turned to him and asked, "Did your big brother really say that?"

Song Jingtian nodded, "Of course. Big brother said, since we would be sitting on the high-speed train for so long, the beverages served on the train definitely wouldn’t be as healthy, and girls like you love drinking fresh squeezed orange juice, so he went to buy two cups."

After saying this, he took a big sip through the straw.

"..." Tang Li had the feeling of being duped.

She asked Song Jingtian again, "Does your big brother like roasted sweet potatoes?"

The child let go of the straw in his mouth and was about to explain, but Tang Li answered herself, "Is it because your big brother was worried that I would be hungry on the train, so he specially went to buy them?"

Before she could finish speaking, Song Jingtian’s stomach grumbled.

Realizing his lie was self-defeating, the little guy blushed, bit on his straw, silently turned away, and stopped talking to her.

Tang Li guessed that he must have told Song Baiyan that she liked to eat these things.

Perhaps Song Baiyan knew all about Jingtian’s fondness for food, but considering her, since girls typically like to snack, he still went to buy some. frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

Thinking this, Tang Li’s fingers tightened slightly on the strap of her shoulder bag.

Song Jingtian’s stomach was rumbling constantly, like a drum.

Considering how much he ate at lunch and was now hungry again, Tang Li couldn’t help but be surprised.

The child glanced at her obliquely and started speaking again, somewhat resentfully, "It’s normal to be hungry after pooping out so much just now."

Tang Li: "..."

While they were talking, Song Baiyan also returned with a bag of sweet potatoes.

He had extinguished the cigarette and thrown it in the trash can.

Song Baiyan handed the bag to Tang Li.

Feeling his big brother’s gaze, Song Jingtian’s small frame shuddered, and then his big brother started lecturing him, "In the future, you are not allowed to run off like this again. Remember that, understood?"

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