Capítulo 690: Chapter 690: Mr. Song Says: Just Missing a Good Teacher
Tang Li paused in surprise, then went downstairs.
Surrounded by mosquitoes on a summer night, Song Baiyan was sitting on a wooden chair next to a streetlamp in front of the teachers’ apartment building, his suit taken off and placed beside him, with a blue-grey diagonal striped tie resting on it.
From his attire, one could surmise that he had just come from some important event.
Tang Li had her right hand behind her back, counting out with one, two, three fingers.
Then she realized that Song Baiyan had been visiting the school quite frequently.
—At least more so recently.
After all, he had just been here a few days ago.
So, as she approached, the first thing she did was help Song Baiyan pick up his suit and tie, and tried to pull him up: “Sitting here is too conspicuous. In about ten minutes, they’ll lock the teaching building. Teachers living in Wentan Garden might come back. Besides, it’s so open here, what if something happens…”
Song Baiyan didn’t wait for her to finish and gave her small hand a pull.
Then, Tang Li found herself sitting on the man’s lap.
Song Baiyan held her, his deep and gentle gaze surveying her. Even without bodyguards by his side, he showed not a hint of wariness. Instead, the expression in his eyes was one of leisurely comfort: “These days with exams coming up, you have been busy engaging in a battle of wits with others. I’m afraid you haven’t been eating well.”
The tension in Tang Li’s heart subsided: “I have been eating, but my brainwork simply consumes too much energy.”
Speaking of which, she turned the conversation towards Song Baiyan: “Actually, your mental labor must be even more taxing than mine, which is why you can keep in such good shape without exercising.”
Being complimented on his physique, the wrinkles at the corners of Song Baiyan’s eyes deepened: “Do you also speak so casually with your classmates?”
“…” Tang Li.
Then, she took something out of the pocket of her hotpants.
It was a mini silk folding fan.
Tang Li opened the fan and fanned Song Baiyan: “It must be so hot to wear a shirt and trousers in the summer. Let me cool you off.”
The cool breeze brushed over them, but it was merely a drop in the bucket.
Tang Li also noticed that Song Baiyan was not drenched in sweat; he didn’t even have a damp forehead. It wasn’t a matter of physical constitution, but rather his extraordinary self-control.
Calm and unruffled, one would not feel bothered by the heat.
Because they were close, and with the added breeze from the fan, Tang Li caught a faint whiff of alcohol from Song Baiyan, leading her to believe her guess was right. He might have been at some dinner or banquet that night, and upon leaving, he didn’t go straight back to Tan Palace but came to her school instead.
Tang Li put down the silk fan, turned to the side, and placed her hands on the man’s temples: “Let me give you a massage.”
Song Baiyan reached his hand behind her to prevent her from accidentally falling off.
Occasionally, the chirping of crickets came from the bushes.
Such tranquility also greatly calmed Song Baiyan’s heart.
After a while, Tang Li’s right hand was grabbed and pulled down: “Battling wits with a con artist these past few days, to what extent has it reached?”
“We’re at the final stage.”
Tang Li used an idiom: “Everything is ready. Just waiting for the east wind.”
Hearing the pride in her words, Song Baiyan reminded her: “The closer to the end, the more one must not be careless. The consequences of underestimating the enemy are timeless.”
Tang Li said: “I definitely can’t compare with you. If there are any oversights, that’s normal.”
Song Baiyan simply smiled without replying.
“Often, women are not inferior to men, not because women are not smart enough, but because women cannot be as rational as men. Therefore, many decision-makers in companies and state leaders are male. Even if a woman reaches the top, she can be easily pulled down.”
Mr. Song commented on her insights: “It has nothing to do with gender. Sometimes, one just lacks a good teacher.”