Chapter 560: Chapter 560: Mr. Song, Protective of His Own
At this point, Xiao Minglan changes the subject: “You calling in such a hurry, are you afraid that I’m bullying her at school?”
Song Baiyan’s voice comes through: “She’s still young, if she does something wrong, it’s only right for you to educate her a bit.”
“You sure have a way with words.” Xiao Minglan’s expression softens as she holds the receiver, sitting on the sofa: “You hold her so preciously in your hands, afraid of dropping her, coddle her in your mouth, afraid she’ll feel unwell. I haven’t even done anything and you’re already nervous. If I really did teach her a lesson, and she cried to you about it, you’d probably be on the next flight back to comfort her.”
These words bring a chuckle out of Song Baiyan: “You’re exaggerating a bit too much.”
“I know whether I’m exaggerating or not.”
Xiao Minglan sighs, then brings up Tang Li’s dorm room: “A few girls living together, everywhere there are snack wrappers and fruit peelings, and one girl, she even stuffs her used socks into the chip bags. Compared to them, her bed and wardrobe are actually the cleanest.”
“The young people these days are all like this.” Song Baiyan on the other end joins in: “Ordinary universities don’t have the strict discipline of military schools, it’s understandable if their hygiene isn’t up to standard.”
“Perhaps.”
Xiao Minglan remembers that aside from Tang Li’s bed, the other two girls didn’t even bother to fold their quilts, clothes were strewn all over the beds, and she couldn’t help but say: “When your elder sister was this age, when I visited her university, I never saw her living so sloppily.”
Song Baiyan says: “She messaged me, probably knows that she isn’t doing well, afraid that you’d have a negative opinion. She will definitely restrain herself in the future.”
Xiao Minglan could hear her son’s bias, and refrained from further commenting on Tang Li’s dorm: “I’m someone who is half into the grave already, I’m not trying to be difficult with her. I’m just worried she’s too carefree, and in the end, it will be you who suffers.”
If Song Baiyan really marries Tang Li in the future, if Tang Li isn’t good at anything, even though the Song Family doesn’t need her to do the laundry or cook or take care of household chores, still, day to day, she would need to take care of her husband’s well-being. Song Baiyan is busy with work; if his wife really doesn’t understand anything, in the end, it’s still the husband who will have a headache.
“A mother ultimately hopes that someone will take good care of you.”
This was the main reason Xiao Minglan initially disagreed with Song Baiyan and Tang Li being together.
Aside from the age difference, she was afraid that after marriage, Song Baiyan would not gain a wife but would gain another daughter, not only providing no care for him but also requiring him to look after Tang Li everywhere.
Song Baiyan laughs: “I’m a man in his thirties, not missing any limbs, having people fawn over me only makes me uncomfortable.”
With the conversation at this point, Xiao Minglan doesn’t continue.
Mentioning the dinner that night, Xiao Minglan’s frown relaxed: “Her housekeeping skills may be lacking, but she’s still quite sensible.”
As they’re hanging up, Song Baiyan adds: “With age, she will improve in the aspects you mentioned earlier. She’s still young, so please be more patient with her.”
The next morning, the gatekeeper of Wentan Garden made a trip to the dormitory.
Tang Li was sitting at her desk reading a script when she heard the knock at the door. The gatekeeper, an older man, handed her a bag.
“A young man left it and then drove off.”
Tang Li looks down at the shopping bag; apart from two boxes of Ginger Tea, there were also three bars of underwear soap.
When she placed the bag on the table and rummaged inside, she also found a dozen pairs of cotton socks.
In that instant, Tang Li guessed who sent the items.
That young man, most likely was a bodyguard from Tan Palace.