A President's wife as a goddaughter for free, if it were him, he'd wake up laughing even in his sleep!
Thinking of this, Lai Wenyan's forehead veins throbbed.
Tang Li finished filming by evening and found Lai Wenyan's car, that Suburban, parked outside the set. Her footsteps paused, and the driver, Old Liang, had already opened the car door and got out.
Without Tang Li needing to approach, Old Liang quickly ran over and respectfully said, "Miss, the Councilman asked me to take you home."
"Asking me to go home now, what's the matter?"
Old Liang quickly explained, "The Councilman thinks it's hot, and after you're done filming, it would be better to go home early than stay outside."
Tang Li looked at her watch and then said, "I'm meeting friends tonight. You can go back first, tell my uncle I'll go home after dinner."
"Wherever Miss plans to go, I can take you there first."
Old Liang's diligence made Tang Li feel what it means to turn the tables.
