After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

Ji Ming stood outside the office for a while, then knocked on the door to go in. The door of the office was open, and he saw Song Boyan standing in front of the window with his hands and hands behind him.

On the long table in the sofa area, there are used tea sets.

When Ji Ming approached, there was a rose garden outside the window. His eyes went beyond the roses to the black wrought iron gates of the Tan Palace.

Although there was a distance, Ji Ming's eyesight was good, and he saw Han Jifeng's back.

Suddenly, the voice of the gentleman came from my ear: "I'm a few years older than him. I think about it carefully, but I think it's impossible to win."

When Han Jifeng got up to leave, there was something wrong with Song Boyan's expression.

It's not like he's in a hurry, I'm afraid he's physically unwell, and after listening to those words, he naturally can't be indifferent. If his willpower is almost, he may not be able to get out of the Tan Palace.

Song Boyan watched Han Jifeng's back.

He moved out of the past because of Han Jifeng's words "In a dream, Tang Li is my wife." At his age, he still thinks about fighting for the upper hand in everything, and it would be shameful to say it out.

However--

No matter how mature the mind is, there will inevitably be miscalculations when encountering certain things...

The dinner at the Li family started in a dull mood.

Unlike Mrs. Li's stern face and Ouyang Qian's mother and daughter's pretended smiles, Tang Li acted like a no-brainer from beginning to end. She took what she wanted with her rice bowl. In the middle of it, she grabbed ahead of Li Shengxia and took over. Li Wenyan's bowl went to the kitchen to add rice.

"Half a bowl is enough." When Li Wenyan said this, his tone was good.

Li Shengxia sat back in his seat, looking at Tang Li's diligent back, the smile on his lips subsided, and then picked up his rice bowl, no longer in the mood to continue eating.

After dinner, Tang Li was in no hurry to go upstairs.

When Li Wenyan and the others moved to the living room, Tang Li stayed behind to help the servants clean up the dishes, and then came out of the kitchen with a plate of cut fruit in her hand.

Restrained laughter came from the living room, apparently having a good time chatting.

When Tang Li entered, the atmosphere changed slightly.

Tang Li didn't seem to notice, so he squatted down beside the coffee table, put the fruit platter right in front of Li Wenyan, and said, "Dad, I bought this red dragon fruit at the school fruit store, it's very fresh, I remember you like to eat."

After she finished speaking, she forked a piece of the largest dragon fruit and handed it to Li Wenyan.

Tang Li's arm happened to cross Ouyang Qian.

Ouyang Qian's mood can be imagined.

From Ouyang Qian's point of view, the more Tang Li pleases Li Wenyan, the more she ignores her.

An illegitimate daughter should be a man with her tail tucked in at home.

She's fine, now she's getting more and more arrogant.

Li Wenyan took the toothpick.

Tang Li picked up another piece of cantaloupe with a toothpick and handed it to Mrs. Li: "Grandma, it's my fault this afternoon, my friend came to the house for the first time, I was nervous, and my words collided with you, don't bother with me, Dad. I've already told you."

Mrs. Li pulled her face and didn't even look at Tang Li. She didn't eat anyone's melon or this little bastard!

Maybe what kind of medicine was put on the melon!

On the contrary, it was Li Wenyan with a good-looking face.

Tang Li said this to show that his father taught well.

"It's good to know it's wrong. Your grandma is old. As a granddaughter, you should be filial to her, just like your eldest sister and Yuan'er."

Tang Li nodded: "I will, I will definitely honor my grandma in the future."

Madam Li sneered to herself.

Just as he was about to sneer, he was surprised when he met Tang Li's smiling eyes.