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

The tense string in Song Weiwei's mind suddenly echoed with a "clank", she stopped, and Shen Qingyuan bumped directly into her, staggering her.

After she barely stabilized her body, she glanced at her, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Shen Qingyuan rubbed the sore bridge of the nose. The little fat girl was 1.5 meters five, and she grew taller by stepping on old shoes, and her height was only comparable to the bridge of Song Weiwei's nose.

"How can I, Song Mi, you didn't look in the mirror, your expression just now was like seeing your husband cheating on you."

Song Weiwei gritted her teeth, it's not impossible to say that.Li Baihan threw her a divorce agreement back then, but she didn't sign it, so her name was still on his household register.

It's just that the widow of that year, now in the household registration book, I'm afraid that the word "dead wife" has already been stamped.

Thinking about it carefully, her heart felt sore, swollen and astringent, and she wished she could rush to the other side of the river bank and kill the pair of dogs and men with her own hands.

"Let's go, there's so much nonsense!" Song Weiwei regained her composure and continued to climb up the slope.

At this moment, the front teams had already left them far behind, and the teammates behind them had no time to catch up, so the two stood in the middle.

Shen Qingyuan's eyes were so clear that she seemed to be able to see through her mind, "Secret Song, our friendship is still shallow. Originally, I shouldn't have said this to you, so you just think I'm overstepping."

"President Li is not a good man, so don't give up your mind."

Song Weiwei stopped and looked back at her, but her eyes deliberately avoided the scene on the other side of the river that would hurt her. She said, "I don't give up, and I don't like President Li either."

Shen Qingyuan: "Really?"

Song Weiwei took a few steps back, raised her hand and pinched her chubby face, "It's said that you are fat only if you have a big heart, you can worry so much, why are you still a chubby girl, I'm so worried."

"Okay, you make fun of me, see if I don't forgive you." Shen Qingyuan blushed, she raised her hand to pat Song Weiwei's hand, but she shrank quickly, she took a shot and ran after her.

Song Weiwei turned around and ran. She was tall and had long legs and a very slender frame. She threw Shen Qingyuan several meters away in one fell swoop, laughing as she ran.

The silver bell-like laughter startled the tired birds in the forest to flutter and fly, and it was very lively for a while.

Across the river bank.

Li Baihan had already pushed Miao Yiren away almost the moment she put her around his waist. He just pushed her once but did not push her, and then pushed her twice.

"Brother Han, it's been six years, it's time for you to come out and start again." Miao Yiren hugged her tightly, and she wanted Song Weiyi, who was on the opposite side of the river, to see clearly.

Even if Li Baihan was protecting her, she, Miao Yiren, was still the one on top of his heart.

Li Baihan's face was gloomy, he grabbed her wrist and pulled hard, finally breaking free from her shackles.

He subconsciously glanced at the other side of the river, and his eyes were full of uniform sportswear. He only had time to see the familiar figure disappearing into the forest.

He didn't understand why he wanted to go to see Song's only reaction, which was to do so subconsciously.

It wasn't until he finished that he realized that she wasn't his, what did he care about her?
"You're right about one thing. It's been six years. We should all look forward. Yiren, you're not young anymore. You should find someone to settle down with."

Miao Yiren raised her head in astonishment, without a trace of blood on her face, "Brother Han..."

"Here six years ago, I told you that you are Weiwei's boudoir friend, whoever I am with, I will not be with you, this word has not changed until now. Don't put your mind on me It's not worth it!" Li Baihan stared at her, confiding his heart like this for the first time.

It's a pity that Miao Yiren insists on going her own way.

"Brother Han, I...why can't I, if Weiwei has a spirit in heaven, she would also want to see us together." Miao Yiren wiped away tears anxiously.

Li Baihan shook his head, he went to the tombstone and knelt down, gently caressing the photo with his fingers, his movements can be described as gentle and compassionate, "She won't, she is very jealous, if I dare to be with others, she will be angry when she gets angry." Not coming back."

His voice was deep and gentle, in this desolate and bleak world, to Miaoyiren, it was like telling a scary ghost story.

Miaoyi's back felt a chill, she had ghosts in her heart, she just felt that the autumn wind was blowing the weeds and making rustling noises, it was like Song Weiwei's ghost had returned, she was suspicious, and her face turned pale with fright from the picture she had made up in her head Pale, "Han, Brother Han, don't be like this..."

"You go first, I want to stay here alone for a while." Li Baihan said.

Miao Yiren wanted to be with him, but she didn't want to stay in front of the tomb for too long. Every year she stood here hypocritically, and she felt very uncomfortable.

In this world, Song Weiwei died, and no one was happier than her.

She stood for a while, always felt that the wind around her was like Song Weiwei howling unwillingly, the hairs on her body stood on end, and she still couldn't stay any longer.

She stood there for a while before reluctantly leaving.

After leaving the forest, Miao Yiren returned to the Panshan Highway, where her car was parked, less than one kilometer away from the place where the incident happened.

She got into the car, leaned her head on the back of the seat, closed her eyes and recalled this day six years ago, she still couldn't believe it until now.

She woke up very early, and just picked up her phone to check the time, when the word "Brother Han" popped up on the caller ID, she sat up in excitement.

This was the first time Li Baihan called her. She trembled with excitement and took several deep breaths. The moment she connected the phone, her trembling voice betrayed her inner excitement, "Brother Han, you called me so early. What can I do?"

At that time, it was just getting bright outside the window, and a thick fog enveloped the whole world.

"You..." Li Baihan's voice sounded tired, mixed with indescribable sadness, he paused for a long time before asking: "Do you have time today?"

She was ecstatic, "Yes, yes, I have time."

"Well, Weiwei may be very sad today. Can you come and be with her? I think she will feel better if someone is with her when she is sad."

The excitement and excitement in her heart were chilled by his words, Weiwei, Weiwei, he talked to her and called her because of Song Weiwei, why?
That day, she was blinded by jealousy, and when she drove the stolen truck onto the highway, there was no room for maneuver.

That day, Song Weiwei was driven off a cliff by her car, leaving no bones left, and she also fell into the abyss of crime.

And the person who caused this tragic ending was Li Baihan. If he called her to provoke her and told her that Song Weiwei drove out, she would not drive her off the cliff.

He turned her into this inhuman and ghostly appearance, and now he still wants to get rid of her, he's dreaming!

She opened her eyes, her eyes were full of ruthlessness and murderous intent, she took out her mobile phone, skillfully changed an unnamed card, quickly edited a text message and sent it.

"Original mountain road, tomorrow morning, I want to see the news about her dead body in the mountain forest."