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Chapter 1136 Mr. Song asked: When are you going to come back?  ¡¾Third update¡¿

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    Tang Li took the phone and put it to his ear.

    Before she could say anything, Song Boyan spoke first. Apparently he heard her asking Yuan Qin for her phone number: "Why do you suddenly want to talk to me again?"

    "" Tang Li blushed at her own capriciousness. The indulgence shown in the man's calm words also made her have more desire to talk.

    I wanted to tell him about Li Ruan¡¯s arrival, but I swallowed the words as soon as they reached my lips.

    She did not forget that Song Boyan only met with the Prime Minister of Siam in the morning and must have been busy all day.

    "If I talk about the Li family's affairs now, and tear it down in one go, it will be equivalent to usurping Song Boyan's rest time.

    So, she changed her words: "Are you in Tan Palace tomorrow?"

    Song Boyan said: "Is the cat disobedient again?"

    Tang Li: "¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    Her little thoughts were obviously well thought out by the adults.

    But Song Boyan cooperated with her.

    Even if you see through her tricks, you are still willing to follow her.

    It¡¯s just that this time, she didn¡¯t want to repeat the same trick.

    Tang Li recalled his too deliberate performance a few days ago, and his face became even hotter. He held his phone and glanced at Yuan Qin, then turned his back: "The cat is very good. The persimmons behind the villa are ripe. I thought,  I will send Song Jingtian to school tomorrow morning, and pick up two baskets to take to Tan Palace."

    Thinking of the astringent green persimmons in the back mountain, Yuan Qin said: ""

    Even if you pick them and ripen them overnight, it may not be enough.

    Although persimmons are said to be as red as fire in September, the ¡®September¡¯ here refers to the ninth month of the lunar calendar.

    And now, it is late August in the lunar calendar.

    ¡°What he knows, sir, naturally he also knows.

    He thought that the husband would correct the lady, but instead he waited for the lady to say, "I'll drop by Tan Palace tomorrow."

    That is to say¡ª¡ª

    My husband also believes that the persimmons in the back mountain are ripe.

    Yuan Qin:¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Tang Li hung up the phone, turned around and handed the phone back to Yuan Qin.

    When Yuan Qin took the phone, he was also told by Tang Li, "Uncle Tan probably hasn't rested yet. After you go downstairs, tell him for me, please send someone to pick two baskets of persimmons."

    "Those persimmons don't seem to be ripe yet." Yuan Qin couldn't help but remind him.

    "I know."

    Tang Li looked magnanimous: "Put the persimmons in the basket and put some bananas and apples inside. They will be ripe in a few days."

    Yuan Qin: ""

    After Yuan Qin left, Tang Li closed the door.

    Li Ruan did not appear again.

    At night, Tang Li lay on the bed and continued to digest Ruan's words.

    ¡°As long as Issa remains at large, her grandfather will never be exonerated.

    This is the message conveyed to her by Li Ruan's words.

    I¡¯m afraid it was also Li Hao¡¯s instruction.

    Those people in Kun believe that she knows how to refine, also because her grandfather is a refining wizard.

    Even though she knew that she still had relatives in a foreign country, Tang Li's emotions didn't fluctuate much, and she didn't have too strong thoughts of getting back to her roots. Perhaps it was because in this life, she was no longer a wandering and helpless duckweed, and already had a family that was enough for her.  A harbor that sheltered her.

    Sitting up and leaning on the bedside, she took Tang Yin's photo again.

    Looking at the full-moon photo of his mother, Tang Li couldn't help but think -

    Thirteen years ago, if Tang Shen had been successfully rehabilitated, would Tang Yin have been able to avoid that misfortune?

    However, on second thought, she was unwilling to make this assumption.

    ¡°If their mother and daughter were taken to Siam by the Li family early, who would be responsible for salvaging Song Boyan who fell into the water and fell unconscious in a few years?

    Even if other villagers rescue him, there is no guarantee that he will not be handed over to drug dealers searching the village.

    Or¡ª

    If the person who saves him is a young girl, will she have nothing to do with him?

    After all, everything in this world cannot be perfect.

    Early the next morning, when Tang Li got into the car carrying two fruit baskets, Song Jingtian saw a dozen green persimmons and curled his lips secretly - he had planned to ripen these persimmons to make persimmon cakes.

    When the time comes to sell a wave of live broadcasts, there will be no cost. It can be said to be a profitable business.

    Unexpectedly, Tang Li was targeted first.

    Knowing that the persimmons were sent to Tan Palace, the little guy stretched out his hand to grab a banana: "My eldest brother and mother don't eat persimmons, so don't give them away in the future."

    Tang Li pushed his hand away and said to himself, "I'm happy to give it away."

    Song Jingtian: ""

    The two of them went back and forth, and Tang Li also discovered??Something's wrong today, guy.

    She cast her gaze on the lower half of Song Jingtian¡¯s face: ¡°What kind of mask are you wearing in this weather?¡±

    "" Song Jingtian was choked and rolled his eyes.

    Of course he would not tell Tang Li that when he woke up in the morning, he looked in the mirror and found that he had a pig's nose drawn on him, which could not be washed away no matter how hard he washed it.

    At that time, he was so scared that he wanted to cry, but he didn¡¯t know who did the evil thing.

    Later, he saw a sticker on the bedside.

    There is a line of words written on it.

    ¡ª¡ªSpecial potion, disappears in seven days.

    There are some scrawled handwritings, which at first glance are written by men.

    He changed his clothes and put on a mask, took this piece of paper, and before Tang Li came downstairs, he asked all the men in the villa to write down "Special potion will disappear in seven days", but he couldn't find the same handwriting.

    Uncle Tan also said that no one went upstairs at all after ten o'clock last night.

    I checked the monitoring and it is indeed the case.

    Therefore, he can only suffer the loss of being dumb.

    After Tang Li saw Song Jingtian off, it was only half past seven in the morning when he arrived at Tan Palace.

    Carrying the fruit basket, she passed the security check and went straight to the second floor.

    At this moment, Aunt Min had placed breakfast in the dining room. Tang Li put down two baskets of persimmons and did not go to the master bedroom. Instead, he went into the tea room to squeeze orange juice.

    Aunt Min went to the kitchen to get the forgotten fried dough sticks, and Tang Li also put a pot of orange juice on the dining table.

    Just as he was about to return to the tea room to get some cups, Tang Li felt a just right force on his shoulder. Looking out of the corner of his eye, what broke into his field of vision was a steel watch that the man usually wore.

    Tang Li pursed his lips and stood in front of the table.

    At the door of the restaurant, the voices of Xiao Minglan and Aunt Min came from far and near.

    Song Boyan put his hand on her shoulder and stayed there for only two or three seconds, but Tang Li seemed to have experienced a century. When Song Boyan and Xiao Minglan talked, the residual warmth on her shoulder gave her the illusion that Song Boyan's hand  Still not collected.

    When Xiao Minglan saw Tang Li come back, she couldn't help but ask her about her work.

    "We're almost done." Tang Li responded while pouring orange juice for Xiao Minglan.

    The reason she moved to Yunqi Villa at that time was that she wanted to record a variety show near Fengyun Mountain, and it would be much more convenient to live in the Villa.

    After Xiao Minglan finished breakfast, she got up and called Aunt Min to the garden.

    For a time, there were only two people left in the restaurant.

    Tang Li stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of potato pancake. Song Boyan saw that she was eating it with gusto. She was still a little bit pecking at it, but she was no longer as sleepy as the previous few days. She would find reasons to come back, which showed that she still missed this place.

    Although Tang Li was nibbling potato cakes, he also noticed that Song Boyan had put down his knife and fork.

    Afterwards, Song Boyan also started the conversation: "I have been living in the villa for almost a week. When are you going to come back?"

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    Grandpa Li Ruan is Li Hao¡¯s cousin. I made a typo earlier, so I¡¯d like to correct it.

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