After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

Tang Li came out of Li's house, stood on the side of the road, and checked this issue of the "Capital Morning News" with his mobile phone. Because of the synchronization of paper and electricity, the content of today's newspaper is already available on the Internet.

Clicking on the financial section, Tang Li compared the newspaper news in his hand.

The same location, the news content is completely different.

Tang Li walked to the door of the next door, opened the mailbox, and there was a newspaper that had not been taken away. It was also the Capital Morning News, but the investment news of Sands Group was missing.

Li Shengxia expected that she would not pay attention to newspapers and magazines.

In order to convince her that the Winters family is a wealthy family, and it is not easy, I am afraid that I have tossed and slept in the middle of the night to get this customized newspaper.

Out of the community, Tang Li called Yuan Qin.

She asked Yuan Qin if she knew a better private detective.

Yuan Qin was born in the military. As far as she knows, many detective agencies are run by veterans or the police. Compared with her own blind search on the Internet, it is obviously more reliable to introduce them through acquaintances.

On the other end of the phone, Yuan Qin didn't answer immediately.

Tang Li asked, "No?"

Afraid that his words would be embarrassing, Tang Li added, "It's okay if you don't know each other, I'll just ask."

"Yes, yes." Yuan Qin paused and continued: "But I need to make a phone call first to see if he is available for business."

"Then I'll wait for your news."

Ten minutes later, Tang Li received a call from Yuan Qin.

The other party is willing to take her business.

"I'm free this morning. Give me the address. I'll go over there now."

Tang Li had already stopped a taxi on the side of the road.

When she got into the car, Yuan Qin's voice came from the phone: "You don't have to go there, I'll give you his contact information, you can pass him the relevant information and let him check it first. After a few days, you can See you again for more details."

Tang Li had no opinion, and quickly added the other party as a Wechat friend.

Then, she sent a message directly.

Knowing that she was looking for someone, the other party replied directly: "Photo, name, some personal information."

There are students taking pictures of Ethan on school forums.

Tang Li copied and pasted it to the private detective, and told the other party about Ethan's full name.

As for Ethan lying that he is the son of a wealthy businessman in Las Vegas, Tang Li did not hide it.

She suspected that Ethan and Ouyang Qian, the chairman of Tianyi Group, had something to do with his daughter, and asked private investigators to investigate in this direction.

After explaining the matter, Tang Li asked, "Do I want to give you a deposit?"

"Give it next time."

The other party replied almost in seconds: "The matter is found out, and the settlement will be settled at that time."

Having said that, Tang Li still sent a red envelope.

The system quickly shows-

[Takeshita Ying received your red envelope]

Tang Li: "[cute]"

Takeshita Ying received 188 yuan: "..."

After two o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Li set off from school to Tan Palace.

This time she entered through the side door.

Tang Li didn't call Song Boyan on purpose, and when she arrived at the Tan Palace, she dialed the landline number that Aunt Min gave last time.

In less than five minutes, an internal affairs officer came out.

After passing the security check, Tang Li entered the Tan Palace as a guest of Mrs. Song.

Tang Li followed the housekeeping staff upstairs and walked to the door of the living room, where a happy accompaniment came from behind the closed door.

When she opened the door, the childish voice of singing became clearer.

"The happy pond is planted, and the dream becomes the ocean, with bulging eyes and big mouth, and singing loudly... la la la... leap/frog with you... a happy little frog, l-l-l-l-leap/frog! "

Song Jingtian held the microphone and jumped back.

Facing Tang Li's gaze, an apple's face instantly turned red, and the voice stopped abruptly.

Tang Li raised his hand and clapped his hands three times: "You sing well.