Rebirth: I Became Mr.President’s Beloved Chapter 657: 657: Mr. Song Says She Grew Up for Nothing All

Chapter 657: Chapter 657: Mr. Song Says She Grew Up for Nothing All These Years

Song Jingtian rushed over to the newcor, wrapping his arms around Song Baiyan’s waist and butting his head against his big brother’s body, the picture of grievance, “Tang Li is bullying !”

“That’s nonsense,” Tang Li protested. “You’re the one who asked to tutor your lessons.”

Song Jingtian looked up, pursed his lips, and was about to burst into tears, “She made recite the multiplication table, which our teacher never taught us. I couldn’t morize it, so she slapped the palm of my hand and wouldn’t let go out.”

“…” Tang Li.

“Look here, big brother,” the little guy lifted his bangs. “She didn’t just slap my hand; she also flicked my forehead. It must be all red now!”

Song Baiyan turned his face to take a look.

That move was t with an even more pitiful pout from the little guy.

Tang Li raised a hand to her forehead, guiltily avoiding eye contact.

Song Jingtian knew when to stop, so he didn’t complain about Tang Li anymore but managed to look like he was on the verge of tears.

…What a naughty child.

At seven or eight years old, he had already mastered the essence of tattling.

Tang Li sneaked a glance over and caught Song Jingtian making a face at her.

“…” Tang Li.

As a little drama king, choking back sobs was second nature: “Actually, Tang Li is usually not bad, it’s just that sotis she’s too much. Big brother, don’t be mad at her. I don’t bla her; just scolding her a few tis is enough.”

Tang Li looked down at her English book.

After all, she was a 20-year-old and couldn’t decently argue with a child.

Then, Song Baiyan sat down across from her, in the spot originally occupied by Song Jingtian. Tang Li didn’t look up, just heard Song Baiyan ask, “Did it hurt when she slapped your hand?”

Of course, he wasn’t asking her.

“…It hurts,” Little Carrot Head said mournfully. “It hurts so much.”

“Knowing that it hurts, you should learn a lesson from it.”

Song Jingtian instantly deflated.

He turned his head, glanced at Tang Li, and couldn’t help but vent his anger, “What are you laughing at? My brother dotes on . It’s all because of you, Tang Daji, stirring up trouble.”

Tang Li: “…”

After saying his piece and feeling relieved, the little guy noticed that his brother was watching him. He felt nervous, being so young, and explained weakly, “I was just joking with Tang Li.”

Song Baiyan put the test papers that the little guy had done back on the desk, “How do I usually teach you?”

Upon hearing this, Song Jingtian wilted completely, “Big brother says, ‘Do not commit evil deeds however small; they may seem insignificant. Do not neglect to perform good deeds however small; they may seem trivial. I should not take my chances, every bad deed will be discovered eventually, and I shouldn’t exploit my cleverness to bully others. If I keep doing this, I might be smart as a child, but it won’t necessarily lead to good things when I grow up.'”

Tang Li looked up.

She hadn’t expected that a playful tiff with Song Jingtian would lead Song Baiyan to admonish Little Carrot Head.

Then, Song Jingtian continued to sulk, “Big brother lectured , but you should lecture Tang Li too. Otherwise, she keeps bullying children outside.”

Tang Li pressed her lips together and smiled, her sympathy for him completely evaporating.

After hearing the little guy’s suggestion, Song Baiyan turned his gaze over.

Her cheeks ward as she t the man’s eyes, especially catching that glint of warmth in his deep gaze. Lifting the English book in her hand to shield her eyes, her reflection ca from behind the book: “I was wrong. I should match wits with swindlers, not stoop to argue over every little thing with a child.”

“What does ‘child’ an?” Song Jingtian asked.

No one answered.

Then he heard his big brother say, “You’ve grown for so many years, yet a child can out-tattle you, what a waste.”

Song Jingtian: “…”