Tang Li returned to the banquet hall, and Song Xiaohua had already been carried off by Song Ru.
When she sat back at the round table, Song Baiyan beside her put down his teacup, and under the table his right hand closed around her soft fingers. Only then did Tang Li pick up her chopsticks, and Song Baiyan asked gently, "What did the Internal Affairs Officer want with you?"
"Security received a gift. The person who sent it left without saying anything."
There were other people at the main table.
Tang Li pinched her chopsticks, her voice light as a feather: "I saw you talking to someone just now, so when the Internal Affairs Officer called me out, I went to take a look."
"It was just a little gold bracelet for a child."
Song Baiyan asked, "They didn't leave their name?"
"Only a surname." Tang Li answered, "I think it was Han."
"Han as in Han Xin's Han?"
"...It should be that Han."
As she spoke, Tang Li turned her head to ask, "Could it be from a lower-level official?"
