Rebirth: I Became Mr.President’s Beloved

Chapter 1270: Song Xiaohua’s Hatching Chronicle [16]

Tang Li now wants to go down the mountain, and can only rely on the people and vehicles of the villa.

After all, there’s a baby in her belly, she can’t joke around with her safety.

After Yuan Qin transferred away, a female special agent was assigned to Tang Li, who was also currently at the villa.

Tang Li sent a voice message to the agent, saying that she needed a car and as for the reason, it was still to attend classes, and she discreetly mentioned that "His Excellency has agreed."

The agent replied, saying arrangements would be made immediately.

While Tang Li was packing, Song Jingtian also returned to his room.

He stuffed his homework into his backpack, neatly folded his pajamas and put them in, and even used a "Black Chicken White Phoenix Pills" gift bag to pack his snacks.

Of course, just bringing these wasn’t enough.

Song Jingtian made a trip downstairs and rustled around the kitchen.

He definitely needed to bring milk.

Both he and Tang Li needed to drink it in the morning.

Fruits couldn’t be forgotten either.

Pregnant women need vitamin C supplements to prevent scurvy.

He also needed to bring two pieces of prime-cut steak, as it might be tonight’s dinner for him and Tang Li.

Since they were planning to grill steaks, the iron plate and lighter were also essential.

And—

He needed to bring a tent...

He Wei finished washing the car, holding a high-pressure water gun as he entered the house, almost bumping into a pile of cookware.

Moreover, it was a pile of long-legged cookware.

He followed the ’cookware’ with his eyes to the staircase and finally noticed the child hidden behind it. He immediately stepped forward to help, "Need these brought upstairs?"

Song Jingtian, seeing his personal driver, did not stand on ceremony, "Just bring them to my room."

On the way, He Wei struck up a conversation, "Is Second Master going for a school outing?"

"Sort of," The little guy found the answer lacking, then added, "At least on the surface, that’s the case."

He Wei played along, "What do you mean by that?"

Song Jingtian glanced around, leaned a little closer to He Wei, "I’ll only tell you, don’t go blabbing around."

"Alright."

With He Wei’s assurance, the little guy finally spoke, "My big brother refused to let Tang Li eat ice cream, so now she’s upset, packing her things in her room, planning to run away from home!"

He Wei, "...???"

Song Jingtian sighed with his hands behind his back, "Where can a pregnant lady possibly go? But we can’t expose her bluff; if she gets angry and has a contraction, it could be a big problem. I have no plans for the weekend anyway, so I’ll accompany her outside for a couple of days. Once she’s calmed down, she’ll forgive my brother."

With that, the two reached the doorway.

"Give me the stuff," said Song Jingtian, taking back the cookware.

As he watched the little guy close the door and enter the room, He Wei’s cellphone rang with a call.

It was Xu Li, the special agent responsible for Tang Li’s safety.

Upon learning that Tang Li needed a car, He Wei recalled Second Master’s talk of ’running away’ and instructed Xu Li, "Stall Madam first, say the car’s brake system needs to be checked. I’ll call you back in five minutes."

After hanging up the phone, He Wei ran towards the study.

Once outside the study door, he heard a phone conversation going on inside.

Knowing full well it was not a good time to knock, He Wei still raised his hand.

"Knock knock—"

The Excellency didn’t respond.

He Wei knocked twice more.

Finally, the Excellency responded with a "Come in."

He Wei opened the door to see Song Baiyan standing by the window, holding a document in one hand and a phone in the other, with a hint of a smile on his face. In the moment He Wei entered, he overheard the Excellency say, "It’s a girl," presumably to the person on the other end of the line.

The Excellency seemed to be in a good mood.

This was He Wei’s most direct impression upon entering the study.

Considering the report he had to deliver, it was clearly not going to be pleasant.

Yet, duty-bound, he had to speak, unpleasant or not.

Song Baiyan noticed He Wei’s urgency and wrapped up his call with a "Talk to you later" before putting down the phone, allowing He Wei to speak, "Sir, Second Master informed me that Madam intends to leave home with him."

"..."

Fearing disbelief, He Wei added the reason, "It’s because Madam is upset with you for not letting her have ice cream."

Song Baiyan, "......"

The notion of Tang Li running away over not getting ice cream seemed hard for Song Baiyan to believe.

If that were the case, she should have been forced by now since yesterday.

As for Tang Li spending the night in the guest room last night.

Song Baiyan hadn’t gone looking for her because he was considerate of the child’s pride.

Ultimately, it had been a moment of passion.

Hugging, cuddling, brushing, and touching; words slipped out unguarded, painting his face bright red.

Reflecting now—

Eating ice cream was at least better than eating other things.

At least it wouldn’t cause any ailments.

In regular times, it probably wouldn’t be a problem, but during pregnancy, it’s hard to say.

With the baby soon to arrive, they shouldn’t indulge in momentary pleasure.

Just then, He Wei’s phone rang again.

After picking up, He Wei looked towards Song Baiyan, "Xu Li said Madam is getting impatient."

Delaying any longer would certainly raise Madam’s suspicions.

This was all clear to him, so how could the Excellency not be aware?

As expected—

The Excellency sighed gently and set aside the documents, "Don’t bother with Xu Li," reluctantly instructing He Wei instead, "Drive them yourself and drop them wherever they want but don’t let them get lost."

He Wei hesitated, "Anywhere is okay?"

"As long as it’s within the Capital’s limits."

Before he left, the Excellency added a final reminder, "Don’t say it was my idea to send you."

This way, naturally, is to prevent Madam from developing a rebellious mindset.

Your Excellency’s efforts are evident, how could He Wei not understand?

So, He Wei knocked on the master bedroom door, met Madam’s surprised gaze, and explained: "Xu Li suddenly felt unwell and called me, asking me to drive Madam down the hill."

Tang Li expressed understanding.

Well, women always have those few days each month.

After all, her goal is to go down the hill, so theoretically, it doesn’t matter who takes her.

He Wei saw Tang Li grabbing her tote bag to leave, and couldn’t help but ask, "Aren’t you waiting for Second Master?"

Tang Li: "???"

"Why should I wait for him?"

He Wei: "..."

Ten minutes later, Song Jingtian came looking for Tang Li, loaded with pots and pans, dragging a large suitcase. He knocked on the door for a while but heard no response. Eventually, a passing servant told him, "Second Master, Madam is not in the room; she just left with Guard Captain He."

"Did she go to the back mountain?" the little guy asked.

The servant smiled, "Not the back mountain, she went down the mountain."

Song Jingtian: "...!"

He Wei didn’t expect that Madam’s so-called ’departure’ was just returning to Tan Palace.

Personally sending her upstairs, he still found it hard to believe.

Now there’s no need to arrange someone to follow.

On the way back to the villa, He Wei received a call from Your Excellency.

Your Excellency asked about Madam’s whereabouts; He Wei reported truthfully. Your Excellency didn’t show surprise, just said to him, "It was hard on you."

Tang Li returned to Tan Palace first, fulfilling the saying ’When the tiger is not in the mountain, the monkey becomes king.’

At noon, she asked the kitchen to make some milk ice cream.

As for the evening, she drank freshly squeezed bayberry juice.

At night, after taking a bath early, she carried a plate of apple slices to watch a movie.

Feeling sleepy, she didn’t forget to brush her teeth first.

When the master bedroom door was opened, Tang Li had already snuggled under the quilt and was sound asleep.

The wall projection was still showing .

Tang Li seemed uncomfortable in her sleep; she turned over, her foot peeking out from under the quilt. Song Baiyan sat by the bed and tucked that disobedient foot back into the quilt.

He purposely chose this time to return.

Afraid of coming back too early and causing someone’s embarrassment.

He had just finished handling his business duties.

However, returning to Tan Palace in the middle of the night, the old lady did have a few words to say.

Tang Li woke up hearing the sound of running water.

She turned her head and saw the tall silhouette reflected on the bathroom door.

Slowly blinking to confirm it wasn’t a dream.

Song Baiyan came out drying his hands, Tang Li was already sitting there hugging the quilt: "Why aren’t you at the villa?"

Song Baiyan didn’t answer, only asked, "Don’t want me to come back?"

Tang Li: "..."

She didn’t want to admit defeat, so she simply gave up—

"This is Your Excellency’s residence, of course, Your Excellency can come and go as he pleases."

Unexpectedly seeing Song Baiyan undoing his belt buckle, Tang Li remembered her own unfiltered words ’I want to eat my husband...’, her cheeks flushed, no place to hide, she covered her head with the quilt.

Song Baiyan: "..."

Tang Li only heard a sigh, then the man’s voice teased warmly: "Stifling like this, aren’t you going to become a little fool?"

"..." She replied through the quilt: "You’re the fool."

As soon as she said it, she felt it wasn’t strong enough.

Just preparing to add another jab, the light returned to her sight.

Song Baiyan placed the thin quilt aside: "Suddenly ran back to Tan Palace without a heads-up, are you mad at me?"

Tang Li felt an indescribable embarrassment and decided not to look at the man in front of the bed, her fingers picking at the bedsheets, still stubborn: "I just wanted to come back to Tan Palace, is that not allowed?"

"Of course, it’s allowed." Song Baiyan sat back by the bed: "It’s just that you can’t suddenly go ’missing’ next time. Wherever you want to go, inform me in advance."

"You really want to control everything." Tang Li mumbled.

Besides, she didn’t believe He Wei helped hide her whereabouts from him.

Song Baiyan’s words seemed to be caring, but wasn’t he also trying to play her?

Proximity breeds imitation.

She was no longer so easily fooled.

Tang Li extended her right hand beside Song Baiyan’s leg, her body leaned forward, her head buried under the collar of his shirt, "Seems like there’s a tea aroma." While speaking, her nose lightly grazed the man’s neck and shoulder, "And ink scent..."

Murmurs were exchanged, gentle and intimate.

Along with a hint of elusive attachment.

"My favorite smell is on my husband..."

Yet, just as Song Baiyan reached to embrace her, Tang Li retreated.

"Though I really like it, it can’t be right now, I understand."

After speaking, Tang Li pulled the quilt over, covering herself: "Sleep."

Song Baiyan looked at this vengeful back, a slight smile appeared, then spoke comforting words: "After the child is born, eat whatever you want. Can’t falter at crucial moments."

Tang Li’s eyes closed, her face and neck flushed red.

—She had long lost the desire.

—Even if it’s right in front of her, she won’t want it again.

In the days that followed, Tang Li was too distracted by the question of whether or not to eat. As the due date approached, her body’s reactions became more apparent; the frequent false labor contractions left her feeling as if the child might come out at any moment.

The child was born on a summer night in early July.

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Happy Lantern Festival!

Good night!