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Earlier she had read the "Political Weekly" and knew that during the first six months of the new President’s term, the workload was quite heavy. Moreover, each President had a different working style, and their daily routines varied.

Last month, on a night when she stayed over at the Tan Palace, Song Baiyan held a conference call at ten at night.

With the leader working that way, the staff naturally also had to work all night.

However, most of the ti when she stayed overnight at the Tan Palace, Song Baiyan wouldn’t work too late.

Though nothing was said aloud, Tang Li understood in her heart—

Song Baiyan was accommodating her.

Not wanting to delay Song Baiyan’s work progress, Tang Li quietly closed the door again, and not wanting to go back upstairs, she simply waited outside.

Late into the night, Song Baiyan finally closed the file he was working on.

Walking to the office door, he turned off the lights and opened the door.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw a charming silhouette leaning against the wall by the door.

Tang Li had initially been standing.

Later, when her legs got sore, she crouched down.

Eventually, she gave up and just sat on the floor.

She didn’t know how long she’d been sitting there when she leaned her head against the door fra and, in a daze, fell asleep.

When Tang Li ca downstairs, her hair was only half-dried, and because there was no air conditioning in the hallway, a thin layer of sweat ford on her face, sticking a few strands of hair to it, even her neck was damp with sweat.

Hearing the sound of a door closing, Tang Li woke up from her dream.

Turning her head, she saw a man’s suit pants beside her.

"Awake?" It was a voice she was familiar with.

Without Song Baiyan needing to reach out to help, Tang Li stood up on her own.

Leaning against the wall, her mind still a little foggy.

Seeing her not fully awake, Song Baiyan chuckled, but his tone softened: "So tired, why didn’t you stay in the room?"

"Couldn’t sleep, so I ca out for a walk." Tang Li replied as she looked up at him: "Are you done with your work?"

"Almost there."

After Song Baiyan spoke, his gaze fell on Tang Li.

Seeing her wearing a bathrobe, he couldn’t help but smile: "In this weather, why not wear short sleeves and shorts, why are you wearing my bathrobe? Aren’t you hot?"

Tang Li replied, "I just like wearing it like this."

Then she countered, "Is that not allowed?"

Song Baiyan didn’t say it wasn’t allowed, the smile in his eyes still lingering, then he asked her: "Can you walk on your own?"

After standing for a while, Tang Li’s legs were no longer numb.

So, she nodded.

"Then let’s go upstairs." Song Baiyan said.

Tang Li followed closely, intending to catch up, but Song Baiyan stopped, seeing her swinging her long sleeves like an opera singer, he called her over to his side.

Tang Li, unsure of his intentions, watched as Song Baiyan took her hand and rolled up her sleeves for her.

Finishing the left sleeve, he moved to the right: "Such a little slovenly girl, lucky you didn’t apply to a military academy, or you’d be crying every day."

Tang Li didn’t speak, she just watched the man in front of her.

When the right sleeve was almost rolled up, she finally spoke: "You should be a bit harsher to ."

Song Baiyan raised his head, giving her a doting look: "Behaving so well, you want to mistreat you?"

"..." Tang Li was at a loss for words.

She wanted to tell Song Baiyan that she wasn’t a good woman.

If he treated her poorly, she could do whatever she wanted with a clear conscience.

However, the words got stuck, unable to be spoken.

Back in the bedroom, Tang Li sat quietly on the bed.

She thought Song Baiyan had gone to take a shower, but unexpectedly, he quickly ca out of the bathroom, holding a damp towel.

As he approached, Tang Li lifted her head.

The next mont, the towel landed on her face.

The sweat on her forehead and cheeks was wiped away, and her features felt instantly refreshed.

Tang Li opened her eyes and heard Song Baiyan say, "If you’re too uncomfortable, take another shower."

——

Daily updates will resu tomorrow, mwah.

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