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Chapter 242 You can be my godfather

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    "Didn't you drink too?"

    Her low-pitched defense seemed to lack some persuasiveness.

    Song Boyan glanced behind her and heard Tang Li's request to be "treated equally". A smile flashed in his eyes: "When can children be compared with adults?"

    Suddenly, Tang Li became a little drunker.

    She took out the beer can and handed it over: "Here, I'll give it to you if you want it."

    Song Boyan took it in his hand and found it was an empty can. He looked up and found that Tang Li was already standing behind a pillar.

    "A can of beer isn't really much." She stuck her head out from the pillar.

    As he said that, he circled the pillar with his left hand and compared the height with the other hand: "Each can is only 330 ml. With my drinking capacity, I can drink a dozen."

    Song Boyan asked: ¡°Did you often drink before?¡±

    "Not often." Tang Li shook his head: "I drink it when I'm in a bad mood, but not this, the red one, the kind that costs tens of thousands of dollars a bottle."

    Before he finished speaking, he looked at the man in front of him with burning eyes: "Li Wenyan doesn't care about me, why do you always care about me like this?"

    "Is this how you call your dad by his first name outside?"

    "He doesn't want me as a daughter."

    Tang Li pursed his lips and glanced at Song Boyan: "My mother gave birth to me when she was 25 years old. If she were still alive now, she would be 44 years old and more than ten years older than you. Even if you are in a high position, she would only have my father in her heart."

    Song Boyan: ""

    Tang Li's body was leaning against the pillar, with his bright deer eyes, staring straight at Song Boyan: "It doesn't mean that men of all ages like 18-year-old girls. I am 19 years old this year. It is true that I am not 18 years old, but  The difference is not big, there were boys asking me to dance at the foot of the mountain just now, but actually I am not really wanted by anyone."

    At this point, her tone became disappointed: "I shouldn't be an actor, I should be like you, like Li Wenyan, and go into politics."

    "But I won't be like you. You are all hypocritical. You look like gentlemen, but in fact you are all sanctimonious."

    Looking at her drunken look, Song Boyan couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't stop her. He lit a cigarette and slowly blew out a smoke ring. Then he took the bamboo chair and put it beside him, and sat down boldly: "It seems that in your heart  My opinions are not small either.¡±

    "No, it's too late for me to respect you."

    Tang Li turned around and hugged the pillar, and said: "I know I can't be an official. My grandfather is a drug lord. If nothing else, I can't pass the political examination alone. Even if I can hide it now, there will definitely be a day when I am exposed.  Moreover, Le Van Yen will definitely not allow me to enter politics, he will beat me to death."

    She said the last few words in an extremely low voice.

    Because I know this is the truth.

    Once she has the idea of ??joining politics, Li Wenyan will no longer be so easy to talk to. When she starts to threaten his future, Li Wenyan will really beat her to death.

    ¡°Besides being an actor, I don¡¯t know what else I can do.¡±

    Tang Li said and looked over again: "In our entertainment industry, many female artists have godfathers."

    Song Boyan paused slightly while smoking, and cast his eyes on her bright red face. He was also amused by her confused look: "What, you want to find one too?"

    "Yeah." Tang Li nodded solemnly: "Actually, I've already found him."

    Without waiting for Song Boyan to ask again, she squatted next to his legs, put one hand on the man's thigh, and held Song Boyan's left hand with the other: "You can't be my stepfather anymore, then be my godfather. Anyway, you are not your biological child."  Yes, it¡¯s not much different.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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