After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

In the previous life, during the summer vacation of the junior year, Li Wenyan promised her to the son of a colleague.

The other party not only suffers from autism, but also has a serious tendency to violence.

When she was taken by Li Wenyan to her colleague and her husband, she witnessed a 27-year-old man punch and kick him because the maid set the wrong tableware.

Knowing Li Wenyan's plan, no matter how she pleaded, it was of no avail.

In the end, she escaped from Li's house and went to Han's house.

At that time, Han Jifeng had already proposed to her.

Colleagues and couples despised her background and reputation. When they learned that she was hiding in other men's homes, they naturally refused to ask her as a daughter-in-law. Li Wenyan didn't care about her daughter's life or death when she saw that the marriage was in jeopardy.

Now, she doesn't want to marry Han Jifeng again, but Li Wenyan will have the same arrangement.

For her redundant daughter, Li Wenyan always wanted to make the best use of everything, and naturally she would not plan for her as she did for Li Shengxia and Li Yuaner.

She has had enough of despair and hesitation in her previous life.

Once again, Tang Li would not naively think that the Li family could rely on him.

The sound of the brakes on the side of the road awakened her absent-mindedness.

Just saw that it was a bicycle, and the person had been knocked to the ground.

The boy on the bike was shocked when he saw Tang Li's left elbow rubbing against his left elbow and bleeding.

Tang Li ignored his shirk responsibility, clutching his elbow and walking away.

At noon, people come and go on campus.

Before she could walk a few steps, a dark brown Lexus pulled up slowly on the road beside her.

The rear-seat windows were lowered halfway.

What Tang Li saw was the outline of the man's handsome face.

Song Boyan cast his eyes on her left elbow, with a bit of warmth in his depth, and his tone of voice was not alienating: Injured?

Tang Li stood on the sidewalk, his right hand pressing his elbow couldn't help tightening.

The gentle attitude of the other party, whether it was in his eyes or his voice, was like a warm current pouring into her heart. Thinking back carefully, after the death of her mother, it seemed that no one cared about her so purely.

Tang Li hummed softly with a nasal voice.

Song Boyan looked at her with her head down, like a child who did something wrong, helpless and confused.

Did you fall? Song Boyan asked again.

Tang Li found his dirty jeans knees.

The man's caring tone made her have a vague guess in her heart, and said truthfully: I was just hit by a bicycle, and my arm was scratched.

As the words fell, she raised her eyes to look at Song Boyan: Why did Mr. Song come here?

My nephew is studying here. Song Boyan said, his deep eyes fell on her injured arm again, and the magnetic voice came into her ears, which was low and steady and generous: Get in the car first, I will take you to the hospital to bandage the wound. .

If you say that question, it is her temptation again.

——To test whether Song Boyan really treats her very leniently.

So now...

Tang Li became more and more certain of his guess.

Jiming in the driver's seat got out of the car, stood on the side of the road, and opened the rear door on the other side.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Li chose to get on the bus.

Maybe because it was a man's special car, it felt a little less soft. Like last time, after the door was closed, I smelled the faint leather smell from the leather seat.

High-end cars have excellent sound insulation.

Tang Li covered the wound, and put her arm in front of her, fearing that the seat would be stained with blood.

Inside the car, there was a brief silence.

After a few seconds, Song Boyan put the material he was looking at into his portfolio and put it aside.

When Ji Ming started the car, Song Boyan asked her, No class for three or four classes in the morning?