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

Song Weiwei froze in place, it was Miaoyiren's voice just now, so who is the other person?

In fact, she didn't need to think about it, who else could it be?Who would dare to enter Li Baihan's office, let alone...

The dim light fell on the man's tall and slender figure, his profile was clearly defined, who was it not Li Baihan?

Hearing the woman's soft panting, Song Weiwei's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, she didn't continue to look, she took her bag and turned to leave.

Walking out of the company building, the night wind howled and rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the wind blew on his face like a knife.

She walked along the driveway to the pedestrian bridge, and the high beams flickered behind her. She subconsciously turned around and saw a black Bentley slowly approaching.

She was dazzled by the headlights until the black Bentley stopped beside her, the window of the co-pilot was slowly lowered, half of Miaoyi's body blocked her view.

But she could still see clearly the stern side face of the man in the driver's seat, and Miao Yiren looked at her with a smile, "Secretary Song, where do you live, we will drop you by."

Song Weiwei looked away, "No, I'll be there in a few steps."

"Oh, I almost forgot, your family lives in Langji International, so let's go first, see you after the festival!" Miao Yiren waved to her enthusiastically, the car window was raised, and she left in a hurry.

Song Weiwei stood in place, watching the taillights of the car flashing and merged into the vast traffic, the corner of her mouth curled into a sneering arc.

man!

The mouth said no, but the body was very honest.

She almost believed that the relationship between him and Miao Yiren was innocent.

Crossing the pedestrian bridge, Song Weiwei received a call from Song Yuheng, "Song Song, where do you plan to go on Eleventh, do you want to go back to Jiangcheng?"

Song Weiwei walked under the street lamp, the light passed through the thick branches, casting a layer of half-bright light on her body, "I promise to take Chenchen to the amusement park, brother, do you want to go with us?"

Song Yuheng had several operations on Eleventh, and he didn't plan to go back, but Song's mother urged him to take Song Weiwei back.

"Mom asked me to take you back for the holidays, or else she and dad would have come to see us."

Song Weiwei was in a dilemma, "I'll call my parents later, I really can't leave here, and I'll go back right away when the cord blood problem is resolved."

Song Yuheng sighed, "They came to see you because they were worried that you would go your own way, so I'll let them come after the festival."

The [-]th holiday is the peak time for traveling every year. Song's father and Song's mother can come to Beicheng at any time, so there is no need to squeeze with office workers.

After hanging up the phone, Song Weiwei went to the supermarket to buy vegetables and fruits, and then went to the nursery to pick up Chenchen.

As soon as she walked outside the kindergarten, she saw Li Baihan in a black suit coming down the stairs. She hurriedly dodged and hid in the security room, which shocked the security uncle.

"Miss Song, why are you squatting here?"

Hearing the sound of steady footsteps approaching, Song Weiwei hurriedly put her index finger on her lips, signaling Uncle Security to keep silent, "Uncle, that person is my creditor, don't talk."

Hearing this, Uncle Security immediately stopped asking. Seeing Li Baihan approaching, he took the initiative to walk to the door to block Li Baihan's sight.

Li Baihan nodded politely at him, and walked out of the gate.

Song Weiwei didn't stand up until the sound of the engine outside the door faded away. She patted the hem of her clothes and looked out through the window of the security booth. There was a constant stream of vehicles on the driveway, and it was impossible to recognize which one was Li Baihan's car under the night light.

Didn't Li Baihan leave with Miao Yiren just now?

How did he show up in kindergarten?
Could it be because of Chenchen?
"Miss Song, just now that person looked like a human being, and he was still lending usury?"

Song Weiwei forced a smile, "Uncle, the loan sharks are all decent-looking people now, and it's cruel to ask for debts."

Uncle Security was bluffed by her, "Then I won't let him in next time."

"Thank you uncle, I'll pick up Chenchen."

Uncle Security sighed, "You work so late every day, and you have to pick up and drop off the children. It's such a hard life, why have I never seen the father of the child come to pick up and drop off?"

Song Weiwei smiled and said to Uncle Security: "Uncle, I'm going in."

The security uncle asked her to put the food in the security room, and come to pick it up after picking up the children. After she thanked him, she walked quickly to the teaching building.

Only the nursery on the second floor of the teaching building was still lit. Song Weiwei walked through the corridor to the outside of the nursery. Through the glass window, she saw Song Chenchen obediently sitting on a small bench, staring at the phone watch on her wrist in a daze.

Song Weiwei greeted the teacher on duty who was guarding the classroom, walked to the small table, and called softly:

"Chenchen, go home."

Song Chenchen jumped up from the stool with a happy face, and flew into Song Weiwei's arms, "Mum, I've been waiting for you for a long time, the other children have all gone home."

Song Weiwei kissed him on the forehead, "I'm sorry, Mommy just finished work, I bought your favorite dishes, and I'll go back and make steamed buns later?"

Song Chenchen softly chirped her face, "I don't blame you, let's go home then."

"Okay, goodbye teacher."

The teacher on duty sent them out with a smile, and the three of them went downstairs together. The teacher on duty kept praising Song Chenchen for being obedient and sensible.

Song Weiwei listened with a smile, and when the three of them went downstairs, she asked Song Chenchen to say goodbye to the teacher on duty, led Song Chenchen to the security room, and went home with vegetables.

Song Chenchen's title of "Little Chef God" is not for naught. After Song Weiwei washed the vegetables and meat, the little guy moved a stool, set up a camera, and started recording a new Vlog.

He took a knife in each hand and began to mince the meat. The knife was custom-made and was sent from Jiangcheng not long ago.He is very proficient in chopping meat, and his hands rise and fall very rhythmically.

Song Weiwei was at the side meeting, turning her head to look at her son from time to time, and avoiding being in the mirror.

When the preliminary work was ready, it was already past nine o'clock. Song Chenchen rolled out the dough and wrapped the seasoned meat stuffing into the dough. After he had filmed enough material, Song Weiwei went to help with the rest.

Song Chenchen can make steamed buns faster than Song Weiwei, and he can make many kinds of flowers. After finishing a drawer, he puts the drawer basket on the steamer, and then points the camera at the gas stove to shoot.

Twenty minutes later, the steaming steamed buns came out of the pan, and white smoke curled up in front of the camera, full of human fireworks. The buns just out of the drawer were neat in size, white in color and soft, and he broke one with his hands. It was oily and fragrant. greasy.

Song Weiwei went over to turn off the camera, and then took out a plate of steamed buns, mixed a plate of oil and vinegar, and filled two bowls of the big bone soup that had just been boiled.

The two ate small steamed buns with big bone soup, and happiness grew silently in this corner.

"Chenchen, I have to go out early tomorrow morning, and I have to go to a social event. Is it okay for you to be alone at home?" Song Weiwei looked up at her son who was eating buns, with a little guilt in her eyes.