CHAPTER 463: CHAPTER 463: I MUST OWE HER FROM A PAST LIFE

Tang Li couldn’t help looking back when checking her ticket.

Song Baiyan stood not far away, seeing her off until her figure disappeared at the ticket checkpoint before he turned to leave the waiting hall.

Outside the bus station, Ji Ming had already opened the rear car door.

Song Baiyan had come here in private,

Therefore, the car driven by the driver was not the President’s exclusive vehicle nor a conspicuously luxurious car, but just an ordinary black sedan.

Even so, there were still several bodyguards accompanying him.

After Song Baiyan sat in the car, the following Ji Ming who entered the vehicle turned his head from the passenger seat and said, "The old lady just called; she went to Tan Palace and did not see you in the office."

Tomorrow was the day for the Song Family to move into Tan Palace.

Xiao Minglan had already packed her luggage, and she was supposed to go check the place out in advance, but then she found out that Song Baiyan had left without notifying the Special Service Bureau.

Back at Tan Palace, as soon as Song Baiyan entered his office, he saw his mother.

Xiao Minglan sat in the sofa area with her handbag on her lap, placing a water cup back on the coffee table. She looked up and saw Song Baiyan returning and spoke first, "I asked Ji Ming, and he said you were at the station."

In earlier years, Ji Ming had served as Song Mingzhang’s orderly, later transferring to Song Baiyan’s side. Ji Ming was only a few years younger than Song Baiyan, and Xiao Minglan had treated him like a half son due to his young age. Hence, unless it was a matter of great urgency, Xiao Minglan would get honest updates from Ji Ming concerning Song Baiyan.

Song Baiyan took off his suit jacket to hang it up, "Compared to being a head of security, I think Ji Ming has a brighter future as a spy."

"Stop joking with me," Xiao Minglan said. "What is your status now? You suddenly went to a long-distance bus station. Ji Ming didn’t say for whom, but I can guess one or two reasons."

Then, she looked toward her son who was undoing his shirt cufflinks, "You insist on being with her, I won’t say anymore, but you shouldn’t act regardless of your own status."

Song Baiyan looked up, "In your eyes, am I that incompetent?"

"It has nothing to do with whether you are incompetent or not." Xiao Minglan sighed, though her words were tough, "No one is made of iron. If something happens to you outside, can she take responsibility? You’re not young anymore, even if you want to please her, you have to weigh the pros and cons."

Hearing Xiao Minglan’s prejudice against Tang Li, Song Baiyan stopped rolling up his shirt sleeves, then said, "In the Capital, she is pretty much without support, and now she is going to another place. Since I have some free time, sending her on her way is not a big deal."

For a moment, Xiao Minglan was speechless to refute.

She had to protect her son, and what she said wouldn’t make a difference.

After a while, Xiao Minglan finally said, "What’s the difference between this and being blinded by lust?"

"For men, being blinded by lust is inevitable."

Song Baiyan said, taking in the expression on Xiao Minglan’s face: "As long as it does not involve major right and wrong, even if it’s being blinded by lust, it’s not such an unspeakable issue."

"..."

After a pause, Xiao Minglan then said, "I think you must have owed her in a past life."

Song Baiyan simply smiled.

Around eight in the evening, Tang Li arrived at Lishan Film and Television City.

The crew was only responsible for Tang Li’s food, accommodation, and travel, while Yuan Qin’s daily expenses were reimbursed by IMG.

That night, Tang Li went to see the director Zhao Zhenglei but encountered Lai Yuaner first.

Lai Yuaner had just finished filming for the day and was returning to the hotel, with her long hair draped over her shoulders and still wearing a historical costume dress, while Shen Na handled her train behind her.

Seeing Tang Li, Lai Yuaner’s eyes immediately reddened.