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Jiang Yining had been paying attention to the movement downstairs. She didn't hear the car horn, only the sound of the door opening. She knew that Tang Li was back, put down her nail clippers, opened the door to the guest room and went out.
Tang Li went upstairs, and Jiang Yining was already leaning against the stairs on the second floor.
Her folded arms were already different from the posture of groveling and asking for help last night.
Tang Li couldn't help but stop. He looked at Jiang Yining from head to toe, seemingly seriously, and lightly curved his lips: "You don't plan to move out yet?"
"I want to move, but your uncle is reluctant." Jiang Yining sighed. There were some things she didn't intend to hide from Tang Li. Letting Tang Li know was a disguised show of victory for her.
When Tang Li passed by her, she suddenly said: "I am already your uncle's. Unless he lets me go, I will not move out from the Li family."
Sure enough¡ª¡ª
Tang Li turned to look at her.
However, Tang Li¡¯s eyes were calm.
She was not furious, and her provocation seemed to have no effect.
Jiang Yining wanted to say something else, but Tang Li spoke first: "You can stay if you want. How about you and my uncle? In the final analysis, it actually has nothing to do with me."
After saying that, Tang Li went back to the room directly.
Jiang Yining looked at her back, feeling inexplicably unhappy.
This result is different from what I expected!
Tang Li closed the door, put his cap and backpack on the desk, and took out an ordinary black mobile phone from his pocket, which was given to her by Wu's mother when she opened the door just now.
After taking the phone, Tang Li had a guess in his mind.
However, when I saw the video on my phone, it was much larger than what she looked like.
In the video recorded by Wu¡¯s mother, the scene in the study is very straightforward.
After the sex in the study room ended, the two went to Jiang Yining's room again.
Because the door to the guest room is closed, there is only sound in this part of the video.
Tang Li copied the video to his mobile phone.
There happened to be no one at home, so she went downstairs to pour water and returned the phone to Wu¡¯s mother.
Back upstairs, Tang Li sent a text message to Song Boyan: "Actually, I'm a little scared when I think about it. I almost went to Las Vegas to dance Latin dance."
Not long after, she received a reply.
Song Boyan said in the text message: "It would be good to learn more dance types."
Tang Li looked at it, pursed his lips and smiled lightly.
She lay down on the bed, hugging the pillow and typing: "Then after I learn it, you can't come to Las Vegas to watch it. Besides, I already have a teacher to teach me how to dance."
The living room on the second floor of Tan Palace.
Xiao Minglan was watching TV on the sofa. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at her son who was texting on his mobile phone: "It's rare to find time to watch TV with me, and you have to be half-hearted."
After hearing this, Song Boyan had a smile on his handsome face.
He sent the text message and looked at his mother: "It's just a reply. It happens to be the commercial time, so I won't delay."
"I see you sitting here, and I'm afraid you've flown away long ago."
Xiao Minglan naturally knew who Song Boyan was texting.
In the past, her son would always make a phone call when he had something to do. It was convenient and fast, and there was no need to type out each word. Song Boyan was born in the army and was very efficient when doing things. Now, sending messages like this makes her uncomfortable. Habit.
But, how can things between men and women be explained by common sense?
In Xiao Minglan¡¯s view, it may be a real disaster, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer!
Tang Li received another text message, which said: "If you really want to learn, hire a teacher from Las Vegas another day." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com