Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 27 - Our Master Honors Buddha
Chapter 27: Chapter 27 Our Master Honors Buddha
Chapter 27 -27 Our Master Honors Buddha
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ji Ming opened his mouth and handed over the file bag folded into a brick shape.
Looking at the heavy paper bag, Tang Li did not reach out to take it.
With doubts in her heart, she looked up at Ji Ming again.
Ji Ming explained, “Mr. Song accidentally learned that Miss Tang had not paid this year’s sponsorship fee, so he instructed me to withdraw fifty thousand yuan from the bank and deliver it to Miss Tang for emergency use.”
Seemingly noticing her desire to ask more, Ji Ming spoke first, “I don’t know more than this; what Mr. Song wants to do is not something I can ask about casually.”
Tang Li did not pretentiously refuse the money.
After taking the file bag, she asked, “Does Mr. Song always do such charitable deeds?”
Ji Ming was slightly startled, then said, “Mr. Song practices Buddhism.”
Implying that he indeed is a great philanthropist.
But if he truly has no worldly desires, why would he, just past his thirties, already firmly hold the top position at the Ministry of Finance?
Tang Li did not voice this question.
Pursuing power precisely reflects the desires of human nature.
Ji Ming left the school and headed to Song Baiyan’s private residence—Yunqi Villa.
Yunqi Villa is located at the foot of Fengyun Mountain outside the Capital City, built against the mountain with excellent feng shui. It was rumored to be an ancient emperor’s palace, marked with the dragon veins, and completed five years ago. The vast courtyard is widely acclaimed by geomancers as “exhibiting the image of a dragon soaring into the sky.”
As a private residence and given the prestigious status of its owner, security has always been extremely tight.
As the sedan appeared at the foot of the mountain, the huge black wrought iron gate slowly opened.
The winding cement road was hidden among the rocks, flanked by vibrant green pines and interspersed with purple lindens, now in early autumn, lush and blooming brilliantly, showing no signs of decay.
Outside the courtyard, the mountain stream bubbled with white mist, exuding an untimely sense of vibrant spring.
Ji Ming got out of the car and went directly to the lakeside behind the mountain.
Just passing through the courtyard corridor, he saw Song Baiyan taking a walk by the lake.
The lake surface sparkled under the sunlight, and the man suddenly stopped, looking over this natural immense lake with his hands behind his back.
Hearing the sound, Song Baiyan then turned around.
This time, without waiting for Song Baiyan to ask, Ji Ming proactively informed, “The money has been delivered to Miss Tang’s hands.”
“Did she ask anything?”
Ji Ming paused then said, “Miss Tang asked if you often do charitable deeds.”
Song Baiyan smiled upon hearing this.
“Didn’t she ask you anything else?”
“Nothing else.”
Song Baiyan continued walking forward, with Ji Ming following.
After a while, Song Baiyan’s deep voice rang out again, “Go back to the Ministry of Finance later and cancel the afternoon meeting. The reason—say I’m not feeling well.”
Ji Ming nodded in agreement.
Perhaps having too many puzzles accumulated in his mind, he couldn’t help but ask, “Did you know Miss Tang before?”
“We met briefly in Diannan years ago.”
Song Baiyan took a while to respond.
Ji Ming actually didn’t expect that the sir would tell him the truth.
Standing by the lake, Song Baiyan couldn’t help but recall the girl, bloodstained at noon, more disheveled than last night; if he didn’t know her father was Lai Wenyan, he might not have recognized her in the study room of the Lai Family last night.
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The once thin and clever girl, now much more mature in features, yet still faintly resembling her past self.
Even after eight years, Song Baiyan still remembered when he woke up from a coma with a gunshot wound, the little girl with a ponytail pressing her dirty little hand on his lips, hearing footsteps outside, sweating nervously, yet not taking the chance to run away, muttering by his ear: “As long as you keep quiet, I won’t suffocate you!”
