Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 360: He Raised Ah Xi Like a Daughter

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Chapter 360: Chapter 360: He Raised Ah Xi Like a Daughter

As an experienced person, Uncle Tan could tell that Tang Li had more to say.

Uncle Tan was an old servant of the Song Family; after the Yunqi Villa was built, Xiao Minglan, fearing her son was too busy with work to take care of himself, sent Uncle Tan to take charge of the big and small matters of the villa.

Thinking back to the time when Tang Li was asked to stay overnight at the villa by Mr. Ji, Uncle Tan noticed that although Miss Tang and Mr. Ji were not in that kind of relationship, Mr. Ji valued Miss Tang greatly. Therefore, rather than sending her away, Uncle Tan suggested, "Why don’t Miss Tang come in with me first? I’ll call Chief Ji to ask about his schedule."

Tang Li did not reject the proposal.

She grabbed her suitcase and followed Uncle Tan into the villa.

Song Baiyan’s election as the New President seemed not to affect the atmosphere of the villa.

In mid-March, the pine branches stretching along the roadside sprouted new buds, and several gardeners were busy working with brush cutters.

Walking past the courtyard gallery, Tang Li saw a picnic mat spread out on the lawn not far away.

The Tibetan Mastiff named Iron Clad Gold was lying on the picnic mat, having its nails clipped by a servant, occasionally wagging its tail, clearly living the cozy life of a little princess.

"Ah Xi is quite attached to Mr. Ji. With Mr. Ji not around these past few days, it barked for most of last night and was only calmed down after much effort. Today it refused to take a bath, so we could only trim its nails."

While talking, Uncle Tan and Tang Li entered the main building.

"Normally, if Mr. Ji is free, he would bathe it himself. This dog has been spoiled by Mr. Ji. Despite its size, it’s very delicate. Mr. Ji treats it like a daughter, and it probably knows it. In front of Mr. Ji, it would throw a tantrum whenever things weren’t to its liking."

Hearing Uncle Tan say this, Tang Li inexplicably thought of herself.

Uncle Tan was making a phone call to Ji Ming in the living room.

Ji Ming seemed busy too, and hung up after a few words.

"Mr. Ji will be back to the villa tonight, but these days he’s very busy, and his private number is now unreachable."

During the call, Uncle Tan didn’t have the chance to mention Tang Li was at the Yunqi Villa.

Neither did Ji Ming mention when Song Baiyan would return.

As the sky gradually darkened, Uncle Tan said, "Miss Tang, if you don’t mind, please have dinner here."

Normally, at this time, Tang Li would have got up and excused herself.

But now—

Thinking she would go to Tokyo in a couple of days, and given Song Baiyan’s busy schedule these days, if she missed tonight, she didn’t know if she could meet him again in the next few days.

...It wasn’t feasible to expect him to put aside his official duties to meet her.

So, Tang Li nodded: "I would appreciate that, thank you."

During dinner, the Tibetan Mastiff was brought indoors by the servant.

Smelling Tang Li’s scent, Ah Xi broke free from the servant and dashed towards the dining room. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Seeing Tang Li seated at the table, it appeared as if it had spotted an intruder trespassing its territory. The Tibetan Mastiff’s eyes emitted a fierce light and made warning growls, its huge body seeming ready to pounce at any moment.

Uncle Tan sternly reprimanded Ah Xi as a pretense.

Seeing this, Tang Li forked a sausage from her plate and offered it to the Tibetan Mastiff, "Would you like to eat this?"

Ah Xi: "..."

Uncle Tan: "..."

The Tibetan Mastiff, upon seeing the sausage, instantly retracted its fierce demeanor.

It moved slightly forward to sniff the sausage, and upon confirming it was edible, climbed onto Tang Li’s wrist with its front limbs, opened its mouth and swallowed the sausage, then looked longingly back at Tang Li.

Watching this scene, Uncle Tan’s hanging heart was put back in place.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the dinner knife in Tang Li’s left hand.

For some reason, he had the feeling that Miss Tang suddenly showing kindness to the Tibetan Mastiff was not without preparation.

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