As soon as the text message was sent, a phone call came in.
At night, Tang Li silenced his cell phone.
So, when the screen shows an incoming call, there is no sound.
I took my mobile phone and lifted the quilt, got out of bed in the dark, and put on my slippers to go to the bathroom.
After entering the bathroom, he gently closed the sliding door and turned on the bathroom lights. Afraid of being too close to the door and leaking the sound, he simply moved to the squatting pit and clicked the green button on his phone.
When the call was connected, Song Boyan on the other end didn¡¯t speak immediately.
After a while, Song Boyan's gentle voice came from the receiver: "Did you run outside to answer the phone?"
In just a few seconds, Song Boyan had already judged the situation on her side.
Tang Li glanced at the squatting pit and answered vaguely: "Absolutely."
Song Boyan: "What do you mean it's almost the same."
Tang Li: ""
¡°That¡¯s right, I don¡¯t mean to be in the room.¡± Tang Li said.
Fortunately, Song Boyan didn¡¯t delve deeper and changed the topic: ¡°Were you really bullied this afternoon?¡±
Tang Li held the phone and didn't want to say no, because Jiang Yunxi did have an ulterior motive, even if the motive might just be to make her feel inferior.
However, as both women, Tang Li can also understand each other.
The person you like is getting married, but the bride is not you. Shouldn¡¯t you allow others to show off your strength?
¡ª¡ªNo matter how hard things are, don¡¯t tear them down.
She still understands this.
As for inferiority complex, it definitely does not exist.
Because someone as elegant as Jiang Yunxi didn¡¯t stand by Song Boyan¡¯s side.
The person who got this man was precisely she, a country bumpkin who in Jiang Yunxi's eyes wanted culture but not culture, and wanted family status but not family background.
This also shows¡ª¡ª
Jiang Yunxi is not Song Boyan¡¯s favorite style.
If she follows Jiang Yunxi's lead, it will be the wrong decision.
"Why don't you speak?" Song Boyan spoke again.
"I'm thinking."
Tang Li explained while holding his cell phone.
As for what he was thinking about, Tang Li was not completely honest, and only said: "Just a little bit of natural law."
To put it bluntly, it is a fight between females.
It¡¯s just that what she and Jiang Yunxi were fighting for was not territory or food, but Song Boyan.
Women are intuitive creatures.
The moment Tang Li met Jiang Yunxi's eyes in the courtyard at the entrance of the village, there was only one realization left in Tang Li's mind - this person was coming to snatch Song Boyan from him.
Jiang Yunxi¡¯s status as the adopted daughter of the Song family gives her a natural advantage.
Tang Li didn¡¯t know what the Song family¡¯s attitude towards Jiang Yunxi was, as well as Song Boyan¡¯s.
But as a younger sister, Jiang Yunxi should be close to her brother as a matter of course.
It seems that this is not something she can stop.
Respect yourself and others.
In Jiang Yunxi¡¯s eyes, she is the predator.
What he took away was Song Boyan¡¯s attention and Song Boyan¡¯s emotions, including the care and love that should have belonged to Jiang Yunxi¡¯s younger sister.
That¡¯s why Jiang Yunxi tried to carry out a dimensionality reduction attack on her.
But there is no such thing as jealousy of Jiang Yunxi.
Because she read this emotion first in the way Jiang Yunxi looked at her.
And jealousy is often reserved for losers.
Tang Li couldn't help but ask: "Jiang Yunxi is the adopted daughter of the Song family. Will she live in Tan Palace in the future?"
"Actually, it is not accurate to say she is an adopted daughter." Song Boyan's answer came: "Her biological mother is still alive and married well. In her heart, the Song family is just a foster care place."
Tang Li knew very little about Jiang Yunxi¡¯s life experience.
She always thought Jiang Yunxi was an orphan.
Gao Wenlan only told her that Jiang Yunxi was the daughter of Song Mingzhang's old friend, but did not tell her that Jiang Yunxi's mother was still alive.
Song Boyan¡¯s words, ¡®It¡¯s a good marriage¡¯ aroused Tang Li¡¯s curiosity.
She was just about to ask Jiang Yunxi¡¯s mother when Song Boyan spoke again: ¡°To the Song family, she is just the daughter of an old friend.¡±
Tang Li pursed his lips slightly and then changed his words: "Do these Song family members include you?"
On the phone, there seemed to be a faint sigh of laughter.
Then, she heard Song Boyan answer yes.
This result is undoubtedly satisfactory.
Tang Li raised the corners of his mouth and spoke again, his tone becoming more and more cheerful: "Okay, tomorrowI have to get up early, so I won¡¯t tell you now! "
Having said that, hang up the phone first.
Because I was in a good mood, I didn¡¯t forget to flush the water when I left the bathroom.
In Tan Palace, Song Boyan put down his mobile phone and stood in front of the full-length mirror and continued to unbutton his shirt.
The news of Jiang Yunxi¡¯s return to China arrived on his desk at noon.
Just in the evening, I also received a text message from Jiang Yunxi.
When the little guy called, Ji Ming was already at the Capital Airport, preparing to go to Ning City to bring the little guy back in person.
However, after hearing the little guy happily saying that he and Tang Li were going to the desert to find the treasure, he called Ji Ming back after the call ended.
Song Boyan threw the two cufflinks into the drawer.
???????????? The same life experience of losing a parent or a widower, but if it were another person, there would be no time to take care of him.
Even if it¡¯s just one point.
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