Chapter 658: Chapter 658: The Disliked Thin Skin
Tang Li lowered her book, revealing a pair of bright doe eyes: "No need to tattle, I can continue to teach him the multiplication table."
Little Carrot Head: "...!!!"
Song Baiyan seemed to be amused by her cunning behavior, legs crossed over each other. His posture nearly took up the entire chair. For a man his age, wearing a white shirt no longer conveyed naivety but rather, a respectable mature charm instead.
Watching him, Tang Li felt an inexplicable warmth.
Thereafter, Song Baiyan spoke again, commenting on her bullying behavior toward the child: "Understanding the art of indirect action in life is a good thing, but forcing growth will only lead to the opposite of the desired result."
It was the first time Tang Li realized that bullying someone could be put in such a grand-sounding way.
At the same time, she also heard another message—
Bullying should be done in moderation.
Just then, the secretary came to the library to find Song Baiyan.
Song Baiyan had taken a break to come upstairs, and naturally had to return to his office for work. Tang Li stood up as well and followed step by step, accompanying him to the door.
As Song Baiyan got up from his chair, the secretary had already headed downstairs first.
So at the moment, only the two of them were in the corridor.
As Tang Li exited the library and hurried forward, her forehead suddenly bumped into something. It was like an abrupt stop, and she halted suddenly in her tracks. By the time she recovered, she found herself embraced by Song Baiyan, who had turned around and wrapped an arm around her waist.
"..." Tang Li felt she might have stepped on his dress shoe.
Like a small boat crashing into harbor, after a brief moment of astonishment, her emotions quickly calmed down, and even the man’s embrace felt somewhat peaceful.
Song Baiyan’s voice hovered over her head: "Can’t you watch where you’re going when you walk?"
Tang Li retorted, "Why weren’t you watching where you were going behind you?"
Listening to her quibble, Song Baiyan couldn’t help but laugh, then sighed: "Your mouth is so sharp, yet it’s no wiser than what’s inside."
"Are there cameras in the hallway?" Tang Li suddenly asked.
Without waiting for Song Baiyan to respond, she continued: "If there’s surveillance, wouldn’t a lot of people see you hugging me like this now?"
Song Baiyan felt the girl’s arms tighten around him. As for his left hand, it was merely resting on Tang Li’s waist; if they were to talk about "hugging," it was more like she was clinging to his body like a koala.
"Actually, I’m also someone with a thin face."
Tang Li’s voice once again drifted softly from his arms.
Song Baiyan embraced her shoulder: "Even if it’s thin, it’s of the indestructible kind."
"..." Tang Li.
After a few seconds, she mischievously said: "As a public official, slacking off during work hours and holding a mysterious beautiful girl in the hallway with abandon—we shouldn’t condone such behavior."
At this moment, a housekeeper came over with a stack of dried towels.
Seeing the scene in the corridor, she didn’t know whether to continue forward as if nothing had happened or to turn around and leave to avoid the situation, caught between a rock and a hard place.
Tang Li had her back to this side, but Song Baiyan noticed someone coming.
Then, the housekeeper saw the signal from his excellency.
Turning to leave, she heard the girl say: "I can’t delay your work, so, let’s hug for ten, no, eight more seconds."
Song Baiyan held Tang Li’s slim shoulders, his large hand seeming like it could easily envelop them.
Through the thin T-shirt, his palm could feel the girl’s shoulder blades.
For a moment, it was as if an ancient tree in the deep mountains was entwined by vines. The tender green vines kept growing, climbing over the mottled trunk of the years, and finally blossoming into fragrant spikes of flowers at the branches. Purple with a hint of blue, brilliant as the clouds during dawn.