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

Li Baihan hugged Song Weiwei and went out from the underground parking lot. Zhou Zheng was waiting there in his car. Seeing them coming out, he got out of the car quickly and opened the rear door.

Li Baihan was about to put Song Weiwei into the back seat when she suddenly struggled to resist.

Li Baihan almost lost his grip and threw her to the ground. He stabilized his body and coaxed softly: "You are not allowed to drive. Let's go to the hospital. Don't be afraid."

"I'm not going to the hospital, I'm not going." Song Weiwei struggled fiercely, and almost slipped from Li Baihan's arms several times.

Li Baihan wanted to restrain her, but was afraid of hurting her, so he was so busy that he was sweating profusely. He gradually lost his patience, and whispered into her ear: "If you don't go, you won't go, what's the trouble?"

Song Weiwei was shocked and gradually calmed down.

Li Baihan looked down at her, her quiet appearance was quite painful, Li Baihan's thin lips were drawn into a straight line, feeling that he was too fierce just now.

Song Weiwei lowered her head, her face was as white as paper and transparent, she looked a bit obedient and pitiful without being noisy, her eyes were very red, it seemed that she would shed a string of tears in the blink of an eye to make people feel distressed.

It was lunch break time, and the staff in front of the gate came and went, and they couldn't help but look here curiously.

Although Li Baihan blocked Song Weiwei's airtight, everyone still guessed her identity from the shoes she was wearing and the exposed half of her head.

"Wow, that's Mr. Li and Secretary Song. Mr. Li... is holding Secretary Song. Oh my god, are they so hot? Are they going to make their relationship public?"

"Damn it, Mr. Li is Miss Miao's fiancé-to-be. Maybe Secretary Song is sick."

"Which secretary is sick, the boss will hug her so intimately, I think they must be in a relationship, ah, why do handsome and rich men look down on me?"

"But I just heard that Mr. Li was racing in the underground parking lot and crashed into more than a dozen cars in a row. The security captain is registering."

"No way, my car is parked next to Mr. Li's car, so it won't hurt Chi Yu, right?"

"Go and have a look, Mr. Li said he will reimburse the maintenance costs."

Zhou Zheng watched his boss hugging Secretary Song without avoiding suspicion, he coughed lightly, "Mr. Li, why don't you get in the car first, the company employees are watching."

Li Baihan was waiting for Song Weiwei's emotions to stabilize. She had been so frightened just now, and she stubbornly refused to go to the hospital, so she had to calm herself down.

Zhou Zheng waited impatiently. Seeing a staff member pick up his mobile phone to secretly take pictures, he swept over sharply and pointed at that person.

He still has to work in the company, and when he gets tired of work, he confronts the celebrities around the boss.

It took a long time for Song Weiwei to calm down. She pulled out of that long and tragic memory and found Li Baihan squatting beside the car with her in his arms.

She bounced off Li Baihan's legs almost reflexively, but in the next second, she hit the open car door and fell back into Li Baihan's arms.

Li Baihan had hugged her for so long, his legs were so sore and trembling, but she sat back on his buttocks, and he was directly smashed to the ground by her.

Li Baihan: "..."

He probably had bad luck today, and he was destined to lose his face on this little girl. He fell to the ground and didn't forget to stretch out his hand to protect her.

When Zhou Zheng heard the movement behind him, he couldn't help but cast a glance behind him. This glance was so irritating to his eyes, he immediately turned his head to avoid being assassinated by Li Baihan.

Song Weiwei calmed down and became sober at the moment. Sitting on the man's lap was reflected in her mind, and her first reaction was to stand up quickly.

There were people coming and going at the gate of the company, and the fact that she was sitting on the boss's lap could be spread throughout the company within a second.

But the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't get up. She tried several times, but she just got up and fell back.

"hiss"

Finally, Li Baihan let out a muffled snort unbearably, and exerted a little force on the hand on the woman's waist, restraining her so that she would not continue to move around recklessly.

"Secretary Song, you're awake now," Li Baihan panted, leaned close to Song Weiwei's ear, and whispered, "Are you here to test my self-control as a man?"

Song Weiwei was so shaken by the bass that one ear and half of her body went numb.She jumped a step forward like an electric shock, finally broke free from his restraint, and cursed: "Old rascal."

President Li thinks he is not a hooligan, and the old words are even worse. Even though he is sitting on the ground in embarrassment and his body is still faintly hot, he still stretches out a hand to her in a very gracious manner, "Don't pull me!" a handful?"

Song Weiwei looked embarrassed, her cheeks were more than half red, her lips finally looked bloody, she bit her lower lip, seeing many company employees looking in this direction, she quickly stretched out her hand to pull Li Baihan up.

The palms of the two clasped together, Li Baihan supported the ground with one hand, and jumped up from the ground with his strength, Song Weiwei immediately let go of his hand and hid one meter away from him.

Li Baihan's long and narrow peach eyes dimmed, he took out a handkerchief to wipe off the dust on his body, and said casually, "Why don't you go to the hospital?"

"I hate the smell of disinfectant in the hospital." Song Weiwei said bluntly.

During the year when she was lying in the hospital, every time she smelled the disinfectant, she felt desperate. She wondered why her vitality was so tenacious. Wouldn’t it be good to die, but to live and suffer?

Li Baihan raised his eyebrows, his eyes squinted, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "It's just right, I don't like it either."

Seeing that the two of them finally overlapped without causing misunderstanding, Zhou Zheng said, "Master, shall we still go to the hospital?"

"No!" The two said in unison.

Zhou Zheng was taken aback, "You two have a tacit understanding, then I will drive the car back, Secretary Song, and President Li will leave it to you."

Zhou Zheng drove away, and the staff gathered in front of the gate also took the opportunity to slip away.

The autumn wind was blowing, and the ginkgo leaves in front of the company's gate fell all over the ground.

Thinking about what happened just now, Song Weiwei felt lingering fear in her heart. She looked up at Li Baihan, just said "you", and Li Baihan also said "you" at the same time.

The two stopped at the same time to let the other speak first, the rhythm was exactly the same, Li Baihan laughed dumbfounded, and gestured, "Ladies first."

In this regard, Li Baihan has always been a gentleman.

Song Weiwei bit her lower lip and said, "In the underground parking lot just now, you were frightened. I will pay for the damaged car, don't worry!"

Li Baihan narrowed his eyes dangerously, "I asked you to drive, and the maintenance company will reimburse you."

"But……"

"I know Miss Song is not short of this little money. If you feel that there is nothing to repay, then how about being my lover and repaying me slowly?" Li Baihan said.

"No!" Song Weiwei refused very simply, but she didn't know that her refusal could easily arouse the desire to conquer in a man's heart.