As a student, Ji Ming had already given his trust wholeheartedly, and Wong Yangming, being a teacher, refrained from speaking further.
Tang Li woke up and went downstairs. As she passed the landing, she saw the man in the living room. Her mood was like a scattering of rainbow-colored candies, betraying a hint of excitement.
She had thought that Song Baiyan had already left because of official business.
It was very likely that she wouldn't see him when she came downstairs.
But now, he was sitting there with Wong Yangming.
Tang Li took a few more steps down, not wanting to disturb their conversation. She deliberately softened her footsteps, but even so, when she reached the staircase, Song Baiyan seemed to notice and looked in her direction.
Afterward, he extended a hand toward her.
