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

bastard!

These two words, Li Wenyan almost blurted out.

only--

Thinking of what he had discussed with Xia Zhengguo, he held back abruptly.

Li Wenyan took a deep breath and tried to make himself seem calm: Yuan'er is destined to be an actress, you haven't been taught by professional teachers, and you are just messing around in college, I don't expect you to be very promising, at least for the rest of your life, Let me, the father, worry less.

Tang Li listened, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips and smiled.

Li Wenyan didn't care about her, and of course she didn't know that she had won a scholarship since her freshman year.

——Even if she attended a third-rate university.

Tomorrow night, your Uncle Xia invited us to his house for dinner. Since it's the weekend, you don't have to go back to school, you can go home directly after a while.

This is what Li Wenyan wants to say.

Tang Li replied, I still have plans for tomorrow night, so I can't find time.

What arrangements can you have? Looking at Tang Li's indifference, Li Wenyan spoke again with an undeniable assertiveness: Even if there is an arrangement, you have to make room for me tomorrow night!

Once she goes to Xia's house, she knows the consequences better than anyone else.

Xia Zhengguo and his wife obviously took a fancy to her.

This marriage was just a transaction that Li Wenyan paved the way for himself.

As a bargaining chip in the transaction, she will not have any say.

At this time, Li Wenyan's cell phone came in to call.

Hearing Li Yuaner's coquettish voice and asking him why he hadn't returned to the bowling alley, Li Wenyan's expression instantly softened: Dad is about to go back, you and your mother go change clothes first, we'll see you in the lounge.

After hanging up, Li Wenyan looked at Tang Li again.

His eyes were meaningful: The cemetery where your mother's ashes are placed is about to be rebuilt. Your aunt discussed with me that she plans to choose a good location in Fengqing Garden.

Fengqing Garden is the best cemetery in Fengshui in the capital.

Tang Li clenched his hands when he heard the words.

In her previous life, her mother's ashes had not been transferred and had been staying in the old cemetery in Yanjiao.

Later, the Yanjiao area was designated as industrial land as a whole.

At that time, she had just experienced a fire accident and lay in the hospital for three whole months.

By the time she saw the news, the cemetery had been demolished.

She resisted the festering pain in her back and tried to get up, but she was rolled to the ground, breaking the water glass on the bedside table, and the glass slag splashed all over the floor.

The fire also burned her hands to shreds.

Her hands were tightly wrapped in gauze, and it was painful to stand on the ground, but she still clumsily crawled to Han Jifeng's feet in a clumsy posture, begging him to help her collect her mother's ashes.

But what she waited for in the end was a pile of ceramic pieces covered in mud.

Tang Yin's ashes had long been blown away by the wind, and had not melted into the soil by the rain.

Thinking of this, Tang Li smiled slowly.

Li Wenyan scolded her: I'm talking to you, what are you laughing at?

Tang Li didn't answer, his tone was calm and calm: I won't go back to Li's house. I will go to Xia's house for dinner tomorrow night, and then you can ask the car to pick me up from school.

After speaking, she walked away.

Just after walking a few steps, Tang Li suddenly remembered something and turned back: I don't have the right clothes. If you don't want me to be embarrassed, you'd better prepare for me.

Li Wenyan's face turned ashen at her contemptuous attitude.

- Bastards!

As soon as Tang Li walked out of the underground parking lot, his footsteps slowed down.

Standing on the side of the road, clutching her cramping abdomen, her lips were almost transparent.