Chapter 22： She wants to approach Song Boyan

Chapter 22 She Wants to Approach Song Boyan

In the previous life, during the summer vacation of the third year of junior year, Li Wenyan promised her to the son of a colleague.

The other party not only suffers from autism, but also has a serious tendency to violence.

When she was taken by Li Wenyan to her colleagues and her husband, she witnessed a 27-year-old man punching and kicking each other because the maid set the wrong tableware.

Knowing Li Wenyan's plan, no matter how much she pleaded, it was of no avail.

In the end, she escaped from Li's house and went to Han's house.

At that time, Han Jifeng had already proposed to her.

Colleagues and couples despised her background and reputation. When they learned that she was hiding in other men's homes, they naturally refused to have her as a daughter-in-law. Li Wenyan didn't care about her daughter's life after seeing that the marriage was in jeopardy.

Now, she doesn't want to marry Han Jifeng again, but Li Wenyan will have the same arrangement.

For her unnecessary daughter, Li Wenyan always wanted to make the best use of everything, and naturally he would not plan for her as he did for Li Shengxia and Li Yuaner.

Despair and hesitation, she has had enough in her previous life.

Once again, Tang Li would not naively think that the Li family could rely on him.

The sound of the brakes on the roadside awakened her absent-mindedness.

Just saw that it was a bicycle, and the person had been knocked to the ground.

The boy on the bike was shocked when he saw Tang Li's left elbow rubbing against his left elbow and bleeding.

Tang Li ignored his shirk responsibility, clutching his elbows and walking away.

At noon, people come and go on campus.

She hadn't walked a few steps away when a dark brown Lexus slowly stopped on the road beside her.

The windows of the rear seats are lowered halfway.

What Tang Li saw was the outline of a handsome man's face.

Song Boyan cast his eyes on her left elbow, with a bit of warmth in the depth, and his tone of voice was not distant: "Injured?"

Tang Li stood on the sidewalk, his right hand tightening on his elbow.

The gentle attitude of the other party, whether it was in his eyes or his voice, was like a warm current pouring into her heart. Thinking back carefully, after the death of her mother, it seemed that no one cared about her so purely.

Tang Li hummed softly with a nasal voice.

Song Boyan looked at her with her head down, like a child who did something wrong, helpless and confused.

"Did you fall?" Song Boyan asked again.

Tang Li found himself with dirty jeans knees.

The man's caring tone made her have a vague guess in her heart, and she said truthfully: "I was just hit by a bicycle, and my arm was scratched."

As the words fell, she raised her eyes to look at Song Boyan: "Why did Mr. Song come here?"

"My nephew is studying here." Song Boyan said, his deep eyes fell on her injured arm again, and the magnetic voice came into her ears, which was low and steady and generous: "Get in the car first, I will take you to the hospital to bandage the wound. ."

If you say that question, it is her temptation again.

——To test whether Song Boyan really treats her extra leniently.

So now...

Tang Li became more and more certain of his guess.

Jiming in the driver's seat got out of the car, stood on the side of the road, and opened the rear door on the other side.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Li chose to get on the bus.

Maybe because it was a special car for a man, it felt a little less soft. Just like last time, after the door was closed, I could smell the faint smell of leather from the leather seat.

The sound insulation effect of high-end cars is excellent.

Tang Li covered the wound and put her arm in front of her, fearing that the seat would be stained with blood.

In the car, there was a brief silence.

After a few seconds, Song Boyan put the material he was reading into his portfolio and put it aside.

When Ji Ming started the car, Song Boyan asked her, "No class for three or four classes in the morning?"

(end of this chapter)