Miss Little Crayon

Chapter 595: Little Pervert, Tang Xiaoli

Chapter 595: Chapter 595: Little Pervert, Tang Xiaoli


This statement was met with a tight embrace.


Upon returning to the little western-style building, Tang Li was the first to enter the dining room. Seeing her back, Gao Wenlan asked, "Why were you gone for so long?"


Tang Li’s ears turned slightly red, and just as she was about to make an excuse, Gao Wenlan said, "Did you have diarrhea?"


"..." Tang Li.


Wong Yangming interrupted his wife’s words: "We’re still at the dining table, mind your language."


"It’s just us here, no need to hide anything," said Gao Wenlan. After seeing Song Baiyan return and sit down, she insisted, "Stay with us for the night. You can play a few chess games with your mentor, and it’ll be convenient to head to the airport from here when you return to the Capital tomorrow."


Wong Yangming also said, "There are Sentinels at the entrance of the compound, and patrolling inside at night, so you don’t need to worry about safety issues."


Tang Li bowed her head and continued to eat her egg custard.


"Xiao Tang, you should stay too," Gao Wenlan turned her gaze to Tang Li, "It’s troublesome to find a hotel outside. We still have a few empty rooms at home, enough for you to stay."


Before Tang Li could speak, she heard Song Baiyan’s reply: "Then I’ll take the liberty of staying the night."


Hearing this, Gao Wenlan looked at Tang Li.


"If it’s troublesome, I can stay at a hotel," Tang Li said, holding a spoon, "I’ve checked on my cellphone, there are several hotels nearby."


"Look at this silly kid, why stay at a hotel when we have empty rooms at home."


Gao Wenlan tossed the wet towel she was holding aside: "You all continue eating, I’m going to go upstairs and prepare the guest rooms."


"Then I’ll help you," Tang Li stood up to follow.


Watching the two leave one after the other, Wong Yangming couldn’t help but chuckle: "Your mentor’s wife is just talking, if she really went to set up the rooms, she’d be fussing about it until dawn without getting anything done."


Song Baiyan laughed: "Now she has an assistant."


After the sounds of footsteps upstairs had faded, Wong Yangming continued, "Your mentor’s wife wants to take on a goddaughter. These past few years, she hasn’t stopped talking about someone’s child, how good they are, and this is the first time you’ve brought someone over. You know this girl better than your mentor and his wife do."


In front of Wong Yangming, Song Baiyan didn’t conceal anything: "There’s nothing wrong with the person herself, it’s just that her family situation is somewhat special."


"How so?"


"Her biological father is Lai Wenyan."


Even though Wong Yangming isn’t in politics, as a Councilman with high media exposure, there’s no way he wouldn’t know Lai Wenyan. Lai Wenyan’s younger daughter had previously starred in the movie "Original Sin," a fact Gao Wenlan had mentioned more than once. Lai Wenyan has two daughters, but Tang Li is clearly not the elder one.


Regarding Tang Li’s situation, Gao Wenlan had recently informed Wong Yangming.


According to Gao Wenlan, Tang Li is a pitiable child abandoned by her biological father, with her mother passing away early. Despite living in the Capital, she is alone and unsupported. If they were to take her on as a daughter, nothing could be more fitting.


Now that he knew Tang Li’s biological father’s identity, Wong Yangming couldn’t help but be curious about who Tang Li’s mother was.


Song Baiyan put down his teacup: "Back then, Lai Wenyan made a name for himself by cracking a major drug trafficking case. That Drug Lord’s last name was Tang."


With that said, there was nothing left for Wong Yangming to be confused about.


Tang Li followed Gao Wenlan upstairs and chose a guest room next to Song Baiyan’s, because as she slid open the glass door, she found that the balconies of the two rooms were connected.


At night, Song Baiyan returned to his guest room after taking a shower.


At over nine o’clock at night, the room, with only one desk lamp on, seemed especially quiet.


The yellow light shone on the white walls.


The urge to smoke was rising—


Song Baiyan put a cigarette in his mouth, about to light it, when rustling sounds and the subdued voice of a girl came from behind: "I’m here!"