To beco the center of attention takes only an instant.
Fortunately, she has a human shield.
Realizing that everyone in the office hall was looking this way, Tang Li, relying on her slim figure, sidled behind He Wei and whispered softly, "Let your lord continue to attract most of the firepower there, you cover while I escape first."
He · Human Shield · Wei: "..."
He turned his head and gently reminded her, "When His Excellency heard that the madam was detained, he was genuinely worried and that’s why he abandoned official business to co personally."
This coming, it truly felt like an ostentatious display.
First-level Police Inspector and Second-level Police Director were both blocking the office hall.
Ignorant bystanders coming in might think there’s a middle-aged n’s tea party happening here.
Is Song Baiyan old?
Of course, old.
Almost a cycle older than her.
n at thirty are nothing but tofu dregs.
And——
Was Song Baiyan here to pick her up? He was simply here to see her embarrassed.
Anyone else would have co; she wouldn’t be dying of social disgrace a second ti.
She should be grateful she went out with a mask, putting it back on after stepping out of the interrogation room, and her baseball cap is still on.
Since running to the main door might get stopped, Tang Li simply pressed down the brim and retraced her steps.
——better to sneak away first.
He Wei turned his head, noticing Tang Li moving swiftly with urgency: "..."
Even if he wanted to stop, it was already too late.
Catching up was impossible as His Excellency was still here.
Finally, he withdrew his gaze and could only helplessly glance towards His Excellency.
The municipal office building didn’t have a back door.
Tang Li didn’t return to the interrogation room but instead ducked into the restroom.
Choosing a cubicle, she went in and locked the door.
He Wei had already retrieved her bag.
Even though Old Kang was sneaky and cunning, Tang Li chose to endure, editing a text ssage on her cellphone and sending it off.
As for the ssage content——
Just an excuse claiming she had a stomachache, needing to stay in the restroom for a long ti, and asking Song Baiyan to return to the car after finishing his tea.
Should he not be able to wait, he may return to Tan Palace first.
No need to worry about her.
She would take a taxi back.
However, the ssage fell into a void.
As ti ticked by, Tang Li sat on the toilet lid, relaxed, arms propped on her knees, occasionally glancing at her cellphone.
Over twenty minutes later, she finally took her bag from the hook and unlocked the door.
As she stepped out, she faced the janitor auntie’s sideways glance.
Having waited outside for a quarter of an hour.
Her expression was normal as she washed her hands before slowly heading out.
The night was deep, and the hallway was sparsely populated.
She planned to call once leaving the city bureau, but upon turning a corner, she halted to see soone standing by the window in the hallway not far ahead - who else could it be but Song Baiyan?
This ti, Song Baiyan was alone.
From Song Baiyan’s left arm hung a dark green cardigan.
Tang Li recognized it as her own jacket.
Just then, a sneeze erupted from her.
Drawing Song Baiyan’s attention.
Song Baiyan stood by the corridor lamp, yet the dim light seed to sparkle like stars in Tang Li’s eyes.
In this mont, Song Baiyan’s expression carried a hint of indulgent kindness, without a trace of mockery, just standing there, capturing her with his gaze.
Tang Li didn’t flee this ti.
Not hurriedly, she walked over.
Close enough, the knitted cardigan fell onto her shoulder.
Tang Li t him directly, "Do you know everything?"
"Know what?" Song Baiyan replied.
"..."
"About asking ng Shu’s mother for the divorce certificate."
At this point, there was no need for concealnt.
There wasn’t much difference between confessing partially and fully.
Therefore, she spoke again, "Before heading to Chiang Mai Prefecture, I t ng Shu’s mother; it was precautionary. Now everyone knows I’m a Li Family mber, I wanted to get the certificate quietly, but they wouldn’t do it quietly."
Song Baiyan said, "If it’s not done quietly, could false certificates be issued?"
"...only thinking about ergency use."
Listening to her reasoning, seed like he was exempting her from a scolding.
Tang Li glanced around and asked, "Where’s He Wei?"
"In the car."
Song Baiyan said, his gentle gaze settling back on Tang Li’s face, "Since you don’t like crowds, having him wait in the car, but then still call him over?"
"No, it’s..." Tang Li bit her lip corner and continued, "Just worried it’s not safe here."
Song Baiyan chuckled, "Not safe here in the municipal office, then where is safe?"
"He shouldn’t have left first anyway."
About what she decided, she was overly insistent.
"Actually, He Wei could have handled it, Secretary Guo as well."
To clear up a misunderstanding and lift her administrative detention, and Song Baiyan personally appearing isn’t a privilege even foreign pri ministers get.
Song Baiyan explained, "Qin Wenwa’s case required speaking to the municipal office; this opportunity happened along; it saves calling them to Tan Palace again."
"So, picking up was just incidental." Tang Li said.
Such complaining made Song Baiyan laugh, "Now not afraid of revealing your relationship with ?"
"Not afraid, just hasn’t reached the right ti."
She hoped to stand beside Song Baiyan as Tang Li.
Not just as the forr senator’s daughter.
Nor under the aura of the Li Family heir.
Either of these in outsiders’ eyes would be re reliance on family background, yet setting them aside, she was only herself.
She waited for the most fitting timing.
She had a premonition that it wouldn’t be too far off.
As she pondered trivial thoughts, her right hand was gently held, accompanied by Song Baiyan’s words, "As long as you don’t intend to start and end capriciously."
"..."
Soone suspected of transient affection, withdrew their hand upon entering the office hall, proposing, ’let’s walk separately.’
The reason was valid, to protect His Excellency’s reputation from being sullied.
She was still bearing the stigma of His Excellency’s obsessive admirer.
No hand-holding between fan and idol.
By now, the tea party in the office hall had long ended, only two staff mbers remained.
Even so, Tang Li didn’t dare to be too audacious.
Song Baiyan didn’t insist either.
Tang Li: "|ω･)ﾉ See you in the car."
She half hid behind the corner, watching as His Excellency made his way out.
Only waiting for Song Baiyan to descend the steps outside, she then hurriedly drifted past the office hall.
The plan was perfect, its execution, however, faced a snag.
Song Baiyan exited the municipal office door but didn’t leave imdiately, after releasing the door handle inside, he opened the glass door from outside again.
Then, Song Baiyan waited right there.
Song Baiyan’s gaze was directed precisely at her location.
Such a targeted look.
Having such a high-ranking doorman is enough to attract everyone’s attention.
Before the staff could react, Tang Li, disregarding the buzzing in her head, endured the heat on her face, feigning calm, walked to the office hall’s entrance.
Then, nonchalantly left.
As she exited, the glass door was opened wider.
Passing by Song Baiyan, she didn’t forget to feign nonchalance and say ’thank you’.
——
Good night!
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