Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 47 - Song Baiyans gaze can calm her emotions
Chapter 47 -47 Song Baiyan’s gaze can calm her emotions.
Chapter 47 -47 Song Baiyan’s gaze can calm her emotions.
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Song Baiyan had already turned back around.
Before he even approached, Lai Wenyan burst into hearty laughter: “Old Xia’s secretary mentioned running into Minister Song here, and I made a bet with Old Xia. I especially came over to check, and who would have thought it really is you, Brother Song!”
Song Baiyan clasped the hand extended by Lai Wenyan: “Just happened to be on the weekend, came to stretch my muscles a bit.”
Lai Wenyan was about to say something else, but his attention was caught by the girl standing to the side.
Once he realized it was Tang Li, his entire face darkened. Suppressing the urge to scold her, he instead apologized to Song Baiyan: “Ah Li doesn’t understand how things work. Her aunt is looking all over for her, who knew she would run off here.”
After saying that, he surreptitiously signaled to Tang Li with his eyes, telling her to hurry out!
Tang Li found it ironic.
This was just how hypocritical and cold-hearted Lai Wenyan was.
In his eyes, his own daughter was a stain on his life, a presence that should not see the light of day, which is why he rejected any interaction between Tang Li and anyone associated with him, for fear that they would discover that he had attained his career by exploiting a woman’s feelings.
Back then, the Lai Family had already started to show signs of decline.
If it hadn’t been for cracking that major drug case, Lai Wenyan wouldn’t have soared high so effortlessly, missing that great opportunity, probably unable to become a National Congress Member for the rest of his life.
As she was about to retort to Lai Wenyan, she heard Song Baiyan, his deep voice not lacking in warmth, speak first: “I saw Councilman Lai’s daughter and specifically asked Ji Ming to invite her in for a chat.”
Lai Wenyan’s expression froze slightly upon hearing Song Baiyan say this.
However, he quickly put on a perfunctory smile: “Ah Li grew up abroad, her nature is inevitably a bit wild, if she has offended in any way, Brother Song please do not take it to heart.”
“No harm done.” Song Baiyan smiled faintly: “Girls at this age should be innocent and carefree, being too restrictive might not be a good thing.”
As he spoke, he took another look at Tang Li.
That kind of gaze was gentle and reflected scholarly refinement, with a touch of tolerance.
This look also inexplicably calmed the tumultuous emotions in Tang Li’s heart.
Xia Zhengguo added with a smile: “Daughters are like little cotton-padded jackets, our Councilman Lai is raising his daughter as if she were a son, all stern faces and lectures, be careful or your daughter might not grow close to you.”
With the situation diffused, Lai Wenyan’s complexion improved slightly: “If she would cause fewer troubles for me, I would be thankful enough, I don’t even expect her to be more considerate.”
To others, these words seemed to reflect the helplessness and indulgence of Lai Wenyan as a father.
But Tang Li knew that Lai Wenyan was not joking.
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He truly did not expect any filial piety from this daughter.
Her value in the Lai Family was in how her marriage could help him secure one more political ally.
Tang Li left the gym before anyone else.
As she reached the doorstep, despite some distance, she could still clearly hear Xia Zhengguo’s words: “…once the new healthcare reform is implemented, Minister Song’s workload will increase, and then it may be difficult to encounter him here again.”
Lai Wenyan followed up: “The House of Representatives has hundreds of councilman seats, most of which cast supportive votes, but the underlying problems still need consideration.
Once the new plan is initiated, although the coverage of medical insurance will expand, the healthcare system will fall into chaos, and in a few more years, the financial burden will only grow greater.
Chief Prosecutor Xia, though in charge of the Ministry of Justice, does not see you as often as Brother Song, and some words, though spoken, may be ‘difficult for the Emperor to hear,’ so I would also like to hear your views, Brother Song.”
Song Baiyan had already settled back onto the high-pulley seat’s cushion and picked up his water bottle again, yet he did not join the conversation.
