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Tang Li was sitting in the corner and turned to look at the little boy, almost glaring at him.
The security guard first called the little boy¡¯s mother.
As for Tang Li, when she was brought here, she hesitated for a moment while holding her mobile phone. She found that she really couldn't find any reliable older guarantor, so in the end, she sent a text message to Song Boyan: "There was an accident just now. I Already in the security monitoring room of the Ministry of Finance.¡±
She thought it was Ji Ming who would come over to deal with the aftermath.
A few minutes passed¡ª¡ª
Hearing the security guard suddenly shout "Finance Minister" in surprise, as if unsure and in awe, Tang Li turned around and looked over, and sure enough he saw Song Boyan walking into the control room.
Rarely, Ji Ming was not by his side.
Seeing the person in charge running to talk to Song Boyan, Tang Li thought of the good things he had done, his ears turned slightly red, and he suddenly wanted to hide himself.
"This is your family?" the little boy asked next to him.
Before he finished speaking, Song Boyan had already dismissed the person in charge and looked towards them.
Tang Li subconsciously buried his head lower.
Immediately, a pair of leather shoes appeared in her field of vision and stopped in front of her. Song Boyan's generous voice sounded in her ears, and there was a hint of interest: "You caused trouble, and now you don't dare to look at me seriously?"
"" Tang Li raised his head.
Looking into Song Boyan¡¯s smiling eyes, she was still embarrassed, but a warm current flowed through her heart, and she defended in a low voice: ¡°It¡¯s not causing trouble, it¡¯s just damaging the city¡¯s landscape image.¡±
The security guard had just educated her and the little boy.
Especially since she was an adult and was still scribbling along with the children. The security guard looked at her as if he was looking at a potentially dangerous person who is prone to retaliate against society.
To a certain extent, the National Mall is a historical memorial to the spirit of the United States.
On weekdays, even if the square is not closed, people who pass advertisements will choose to take a detour. She takes chalk and scribbles on the square. In the eyes of the security guards, it turns into her dissatisfaction with the country, so she does not Let her fine her and just ask her to call the elders in the family who can make the decision.
Now that Song Boyan is here, the person in charge of the monitoring room is standing aside respectfully. How can he dare to think of "prepare to talk to this girl's parents properly".
Afterwards, Tang Li followed Song Boyan out of the monitoring room.
Her steps were a little slow.
Passing through the corridor, looking down through the glass window.
¡ª¡ªThe "heart" and the two letters are no longer there.
Next to the fountain, cleaning workers are operating a floor washing machine to clean square tiles.
Walking to the elevator hall, along the way, the oncoming staff stopped one after another when they saw Song Boyan and called "Finance Minister" with great respect.
They noticed the girl behind the finance minister and looked at her curiously.
Tang Li was so impressed by them that she couldn't help but jog two steps to keep up with Song Boyan. After entering the elevator, she took the initiative: "Did you find anything in front of the office window earlier?"
After pressing the number "3" and the door-closing button on the elevator, Song Boyan asked instead of answering: "What should I find?"
The man's gentle voice made Tang Li's cheeks heat up.
She couldn¡¯t help but think of the kiss last night.
"It's nothing." Tang Li put his coat in his hands and looked uncomfortable: "I originally drew something in the square and wanted to show it to you."
"That big red heart?"
Hearing this, Tang Li raised his eyes and looked at Song Boyan.
Feeling that her face was getting hotter, she calmly moved towards Song Boyan. She took out her right hand from her pocket and put it on the elevator wall beside Song Boyan with a bit of shame: "Actually, There are two more letters." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com