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

  Chapter 69 The Identity of Hang Bangtian

   rubbed the carved pattern on the cigarette case, it was the one he hadn't found in the car before.

  Song Boyan raised his head, and Ji Ming just pushed the door in.

   "The old lady hasn't come back yet?" Song Boyan asked.

  Jiming looked at his watch, it was almost eight o'clock: "It should be soon."

  Song Boyan had already stood up, and a mellow voice sounded: "Get ready, go back to Yunqi Villa."

   found that the **** soup on the desk had not been touched, Ji Ming picked it up and handed it over: "I wanted to cook **** soup for you, but you know I'm not good at the kitchen, and in the end it was Miss Tang who helped."

   Hearing this, Song Boyan put the book back on the shelf for a while.

   His eyes turned to the bowl of **** soup.

   "If you don't want to drink, I'll take it back to the kitchen." Ji Ming said again.

  Tang Li returned to Song Jingtian's room, the little guy was lying on the bed watching cartoons on his iPad, with a pair of chubby little feet cocked back.

  On the desk, are the practice papers and textbooks that have not been packed.

   Seeing Tang Li coming back, he turned his head and said, "If you don't come, I'm going to call the police."

  Tang Li asked him, "Why do you call the police?"

   "If you drink water, you can disappear. Do you think I should call the police?"

   The little guy sat up and asked in a serious manner.

   said, slipped off the edge of the bed, and ran to Tang Li with the tablet in hand: "I don't know what your name is yet."

  Tang Li did not hide it and told him the truth.

  Song Jingtian waited for a while, a little unhappy: "Why didn't you ask me?"

  "..." Tang Li asked cooperatively, "What's your name?"

"That's a long story." The little guy instantly regained his arrogance: "My father's name is Song Mingzhang. He used to be the Minister of National Defense and the leader of the Military Commission. He was awarded the rank of general. My mother's name is Xiao Minglan, a national first-class singer. He is also the honorary president of Ocean University. My eldest sister is Song Ru, who is now the head of the song and dance troupe of the Jiangdong Military Region. My eldest brother-in-law is the chairman of Longxing Group. His name is Song Boyan, and he is now the Minister of Finance."

   The little guy looked proud, and when he said this, he put his hands on his back and raised his chest: "As for me, I am Song Mingzhang and Xiao Minglan's son, Song Ru and Song Boyan's younger brother - Song Jingtian."

  ... It's a pity not to be Song Aotian with such an identity.

  Song Jingtian introduced himself, without waiting for any response, he turned to look at her: "Did you listen to me carefully?"

  Tang Li nodded: "I heard it all."

   "Then you repeat, I see if there is something wrong."

  Tang Li: "..."

   At this moment, the appearance of Ji Ming successfully rescued her.

   The little guy found out that it was Ji Ming, became honest in seconds, and quickly sat back at the desk to continue writing.

   Seeing Song Jingtian's pretentious back, Ji Ming held the doorknob in one hand and confessed: "Sir asked me to tell the second master that when he returns to the villa, the second master had better finish writing five new words, and he will check it himself."

After   , Ji Ming turned to look at Tang Li: "Sir is already in the car, Miss Tang, let me go downstairs."

   A few minutes later, Tang Li came out of the Song family villa.

   Still that Lexus.

  Tang Li got into the car.

   This is also the third time she has taken this car, and she is still a little reserved.

  Song Boyan was answering the phone, the man's low voice was laughing, Tang Li listened, feeling like a polite greeting between political friends.

   In mid-October, the temperature at night is no better than in July and August.

   She was only wearing a sleeveless summer dress that was over the knees, and when the cold air blew on her face, she rubbed her arms indiscriminately.

   (end of this chapter)