Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Song Weiwei's heart thumped, and she was shocked by this thought. It seems that Brother Xiaoshan was right, he really knew that it was her that night.

No wonder his attitude towards her in the secret room was so subtle before.

What should she do now?
Brother Xiaoshan asked her just now, and she said to let nature take its course, but now she panicked a lot,
Li Baihan is a very powerful person, she plotted against him once, and after she failed, she couldn't plot against him a second time in the same way.

Because he can never fall twice in the same place.

Thoughts turned over and over in her mind for a few times, but she couldn't figure out why, so she had to give up.

She raised her eyes to look at the door, and Li Baihan had already left at some point, she leaned on the washing machine and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, if Li Baihan wanted to flirt with her, she would follow suit.

When she borrowed the seeds, she would pat his butt and leave, letting him taste what it was like to be abandoned.

Song Weiwei made up her mind and washed her clothes. When she went out to dry the washed sportswear, Shen Qingyuan just came over to ask her to go to the square with her.

In the afternoon, the champagne tower with tables and chairs started to be built to prepare for the roasted whole lamb bonfire tonight.

Shen Qingyuan lay on the fence, watching Song Weiwei hang clothes, and when she shook off a large tracksuit, her eyes almost popped out of shock, "Secret Song, isn't this Mr. Li's clothes, you..."

"Boss Li asked me to throw him into the washing machine by the way." Song Weiwei quickly explained, lest the yellow train in her mind drive towards the edge of the city.

"Oh, let me just say it." Shen Qingyuan nodded clearly, "Mr. Li never let others touch his clothes casually before, and the change of clothes in the lounge is taken care of by a special person. In his words, He paid his secretary to come to work, not to be a servant."

Song Weiwei felt that she was going to be special again, she keenly grasped the key words, "So I'm being treated as a servant by him now?"

"That's not what I mean," Shen Qingyuan quickly explained, "I just think that Mr. Li actually has a serious cleanliness addiction. He doesn't let people touch his clothes casually. It's purely a cleanliness cancer attack, but he doesn't treat you like this."

Song Weiwei sighed, "Maybe he thinks I'm more suitable to be a servant."

Shen Qingyuan: "...Is it hard to get past the servant?"

Song Weiwei messed around and successfully disturbed Shen Qingyuan's thoughts. She didn't dare to call herself "special". Li Baihan's heart was like a needle under the sea. If she dared to be affectionate, he would make her perish.

It's not too early to dry the clothes.

Shen Qingyuan urged her to go out, and saw that she was wearing a loose black sweater and trousers, which did not show her figure at all, and even her shoes were flat sneakers.

She looked disgusted, "Secret Song, are you going to the bonfire party dressed like this?"

"Hmm, what else?" Song Weiwei looked down for a while, she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her, didn't she just come out of the group building to feel comfortable?

Shen Qingyuan couldn't bear to look directly at him, "Do you know that the deep meaning of team building is fellowship? Executives from various departments have come, and others are trying to dress themselves up, but you are better off, don't dress well and dress well." Like the black widow, walk around, I'll lend you a little skirt, it will definitely surprise you."

Song Weiwei was dragged out of the villa by Shen Qingyuan.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor behind him, Li Baihan was answering the call with his mobile phone in his hand. He didn't hear what the other person said at all, and Shen Qingyuan's phrase "Amazing the audience" lingered in his ears.

His eyes were dark, and he stared at the slender figure going away. What was he looking forward to?