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"I think you are getting more and more promising." Fu Jinliang scolded his son with a smile, "Now you still know how to call your uncle."
Fu Si shouted: "I'm not doing this to improve efficiency. You adults are annoying. One of them won't let me ride a motorcycle, and the other said that I don't respect the elderly and the young enough. How about you and my uncle share a car and let your driver Send Tang Li and me back to school."
Tang Li stood aside and did not take the initiative to interrupt.
"If you don't mind the trouble, then it's settled."
Fu Si said, returning to Tang Li from Fu Jinliang: "I happen to have some academic issues that I want to discuss with Tang Li. You and my uncle are of the same age, so you must have a lot of topics to talk about."
Fu Jinliang laughed and pointed at his little son with his finger. He looked at his watch and saw that it was almost 12:30 in the morning. He turned his attention to Song Boyan again: "It's too late. I can only trouble Boyan to replace Xiao Si." I'll send his classmate off and I won't go around Yunjing Road anymore."
After hearing this, Fu Si lightly touched Tang Li with his elbow and tilted his eyes proudly, as if to say: "Look, in the end, the arrangements were not made according to what I said."
Song Boyan didn¡¯t say no, so the matter of giving it away was decided.
¡°Go to school and send me a message.¡±
After Fu Si finished explaining, he followed Fu Jinliang and left first.
The father and son had walked some distance, and Tang Li could still hear the sound of Fu Situ's beating: "Dad, let's discuss it carefully. I can ride the motorcycle back. Your Mercedes-Benz will clear the way for me. Nothing will happen."
After they left, Tang Li also followed Song Boyan and Ji Ming out of the hotel lobby.
Along the way, she didn¡¯t speak a word.
The cold wind outside the hotel made her cheeks hurt. Tang Li buried the lower half of her face in the collar of her down jacket. She walked to the familiar Lexus and stopped as she watched Ji Ming open the rear door. , Song Boyan turned around for a moment, and under the warm yellow light of the lantern, his deep and gentle eyes had already looked over: "Why don't you get in the car?"
Tang Li raised the corners of his lips that were blocked by his collar, and said "oh" softly, trotted forward, and got into the car first in cooperation.
After sitting down, she moved to the other side to make room.
When Song Boyan got on the car, Ji Ming slammed the door. In the closed car, there were only Song Boyan and Tang Li for the time being.
¡°This New Year¡¯s Day, I should receive a lot of blessings.¡±
Song Boyan broke the silence in the car.
The man's gentle voice was just like the look he had just cast. Knowing that he was referring to the blessing message, Tang Li replied: "I don't know many people now, and it may take a few years before there are more people."
With her hands still in her down jacket pockets, she said, turning to look at him: "No matter how many blessings I receive, they will definitely not be as good as yours."
After the words fell, Ji Ming also closed the driver's door.
Song Boyan smiled slightly, and there were a few subtle lines under his eyes. He seemed to be in a good mood. Tang Li saw it and was moved by his heart. He said, "There are so many messages, it will take a long time for you to reply."
"They sent me messages, but it was just a matter of routine." Song Boyan leaned back in his chair and said in a casual tone: "Since it's official, it's okay not to reply."
Tang Li thought of the text messages he sent to the group last night.
Whether it¡¯s because of Tang Yin or not, he still treats himself differently.
Halfway through, Tang Li suddenly felt bloated and couldn't help but press the area under his ribs with his hand. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com