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Chapter 438 I won¡¯t fall asleep today, waiting for you to come home

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    Song Boyan stood tall and straight beside the wall: "If he is in a good mood, the ugly duckling will not turn into a pot of chicken soup in the end."

    "I just want to tell you a different story." Tang Li defended: "It's because you didn't understand my humor."

    Song Boyan smiled, and then suddenly asked: "Do you miss your mother?"

    Under the tree, Tang Li was sitting on a bench. The man's deep voice made her feel at ease. When he mentioned Tang Yin, her mood was clouded.

    Song Boyan's voice came again: "For the ugly duckling, whether it turns into a swan or not is not the end of the story. Even if it becomes a rooster, as long as it adapts to its own living environment, it can still live a good life. As for those who ridicule and bully  , looked at from another perspective, it can also be turned into motivation on the road to growth.¡±

    "There will also be confusion." Tang Li said.

    Song Boyan said nothing, as if waiting for her to continue.

    "It doesn't know its origin, and has been living in ridicule and bullying. The family in its eyes has never regarded it as a family member. Apart from rejection, it still cannot change anything no matter how hard it tries."

    After a while, Song Boyan asked her: "Did you go back to Li's house today?"

    Tang Li's throat moved slightly. When facing Li Wenyan, she could be tough. When the man on the other end of the phone asked this question, her emotions were tumbling. The negative energy squeezed out in her two lifetimes seemed to be about to collapse at this moment.  Out of the dam.

    After reviving her life, she thought she was immune to all poisons, but in fact she was not.

    She held her phone and told the truth: "The Li family came to school. Li Wenyan wanted to adopt me to his cousin and then go abroad with them. I have already grown up. As long as I don't want to, they can't do anything to me.  Although I understand in my heart, it will still be affected emotionally."

    Song Boyan: "At school now?"

    Knowing that he was asking himself, Tang Li hummed, "I'll go back to the dormitory right away."

    Who knows, Song Boyan said: "I will send someone to pick you up now. Come to Yunqi Villa tonight."

    ""

    Tang Li asked: "Why do you want to go to the villa?"

    "I'm not talking about going to Lishan to film." The man's magnetic and mellow voice came from the receiver: "It's been a few days, and we should see each other again before leaving the capital."

    Tang Li pursed his lips slightly: "Then should I bring some clothes?"

    "what ever."

    Song Boyan looked at his watch, then put his left hand on the belt, still holding the phone in his right hand: "Go back to the dormitory at 10 o'clock at the latest, and I will notify you when the bus arrives at school."

    At 9:38 pm, Tang Li received the text message.

    A car has parked downstairs.

    Tang Li stuffed facial cleanser and a change of clothes into his backpack, greeted other people in the dormitory, then hurriedly went downstairs and came out of the dormitory building. Before the driver got off the car, he opened the door and sat in. He recognized  It was the driver of the villa. She asked aloud: "Where is Mr. Song?"

    "Your Excellency is still in Tan Palace."

    The driver told her: "Let me pick up the lady first."

    It was already past 11 o'clock at night when Song Boyan left Tan Palace.

    As soon as he got in the car, he received a photo.

    It was sent via MMS.

    In the photo, Tang Li was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with the gold-clad Tibetan Mastiff lying next to her. The pink headband had been transferred to her head, like a thin onion. Not long after, she sent it again  Text message: "I won't fall asleep tonight, waiting for you to come home [love]."

    Song Boyan smiled unconsciously as he looked at the photos and text messages.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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