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

"Shushu, your hair is still dripping. My mommy said you should dry your hair after taking a shower, or you'll catch a cold." The little guy's milky voice came from next to his ear, and Li Baihan came back to his senses.

How could he connect the two together?
He curled his lips into a smile, walked over while wiping his hair, leaned slightly to look at Song Chenchen's drawing book, "What are you drawing?"

Song Chenchen handed the picture book to him as if offering a treasure. The picture book showed a family of three holding hands and going to the playground. Song Chenchen was very talented in painting, and the family of three painted them vividly.

Li Baihan pointed to one of them and asked in surprise, "Is this a picture of me?"

Song Chenchen's cheeks flushed, he lowered his head to avoid Li Baihan's eyes, and said, "It's not Shushu, this is my father, the father I imagined."

For some reason, seeing the little guy talking longingly about his imaginary father, Li Baihan felt uncomfortable for no reason, "Yeah."

Song Chenchen observed Li Baihan's expression carefully, and said in a soft, coquettish and ingratiating voice, "Is Shumai angry with me? Then I won't scribble in the future."

Seeing that he was going to use a paintbrush to smear "his" portrait, Li Baihan quickly grabbed his wrist and said softly, "Don't paint, Shushu won't be angry."

Song Chenchen laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. He put down the drawing book, rushed into the dining room, and skillfully took out the lunch box and opened it.

The meaty aroma of the steamed buns wafted through his nostrils, Li Baihan followed into the restaurant and saw him line up the lunch boxes, there were steamed buns, two dishes of side dishes and a serving of millet porridge.

It was steaming, but he looked familiar at the lunch box.

This lunch box...

Is it...

"Chenchen, this lunch box is quite unique." Li Baihan asked tentatively.

Song Chenchen was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the lunch box. He remembered that Mommy brought lunch to the company a few days ago, maybe Li Baihan had seen it.

Will Dad find out about his relationship with Mommy?

He struggled for a while, and decided to tell a little lie, "I borrowed it from Aunt Song Song."

After telling the lie, he felt very uneasy again, and looked at Li Baihan nervously, if his father found out that he lied in the future, would he dislike him?
Seeing the little guy's eyes suddenly turn red, Li Baihan couldn't bear it, restrained his aura, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, "Uncle, just asking, don't be afraid."

No wonder he thought the lunch box looked familiar. It turned out that he borrowed it from Song Weiyi.

He pulled the chair away, hugged the little guy to sit on the chair, and sat next to him, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the steamed bun.

The steamed buns are white and plump, the meat filling is full of soup, and the skin is full of soup, but it is not greasy at all. It tastes delicious, and it is paired with thick millet porridge. The taste is a must.

"Did you make the steamed buns yourself?" Li Baihan looked at him sitting there so well-behaved, he was so obedient and painful, he couldn't help but wanted to say a few more words to him.

Song Chenchen straightened her chest, "Well, I made it with my mommy."

Li Baihan glanced at the pinched flowers on the top of the steamed buns, each one was different.

Seeming to understand his doubts, Song Chenchen pointed to a few pinched flowers that were wrapped very smoothly and said, "I made these, and they didn't look good. Thank you, I don't mind."

Li Baihan was amused by his serious tone, "You are a thousand times better than uncle, so don't belittle yourself."

Song Chenchen blinked and propped his head on one hand, "Uncle, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Under the watchful eyes of the little guy, Li Baihan finished eating the steamed buns and millet porridge. As soon as he put down his chopsticks, the little guy knelt up and packed the lunch box.

Looking at his skillful movements, it was hard for Li Baihan to imagine that the child was only five years old, and that a child from a single-parent family was already in charge of the family. This was not wrong at all.

"Chenchen, put it there, uncle will wash it."

"No, no, I can do the washing." Song Chenchen took the lunch box to the kitchen, moved a stool over to the sink, and rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes.

Li Baihan looked at his busy little back, his mood was very delicate, he always felt as if he was abusing children.

The little guy is a skilled worker. He washed the lunch box without any effort, and it was done in a few strokes. He even dried the water and put it back in the cloth bag.

Seeing it with his own eyes, Li Baihan finally believed that he did it by himself in the quick-watch video, not by posing and cutting.

Song Chenchen packed the lunch box and planned to say goodbye to Li Baihan. Although he still wanted to stay with his father for a while, he had to go back before Mommy went out.

"Shu Shu, I'm leaving." Song Chenchen went out carrying the lunch box.

Li Baihan hurried over, "Wait a minute, uncle will change clothes and send you to the Children's Palace."

Song Chenchen looked at the bathrobe on his body and shook his head, "I can go by myself, see you later!"

Seeing the little guy opened the door and Li Baihan chased him out, he was still very worried, "Chenchen, wait for uncle, he will ask someone to take you there."

Song Chenchen pressed the elevator, the double doors of the elevator opened, he walked in, and waved to Li Baihan, "Shu Shu, you go in, I'm leaving, see you next time."

Li Baihan stood outside the elevator, watching the elevator's double doors slowly closing, his mood was very complicated.

This is obviously a child over five years old, but many times he doesn't feel like he is five years old, but 15 years old.

The little guy is too precocious, probably related to the single-parent family, and I don't know what kind of father is so cruel to abandon the mother and child.

Li Baihan watched the elevator go down one level at a time, he remembered what he looked like when he was five years old, maybe he was very smart, but he was definitely not as capable as Chen Chen.

only……

Let the child go to the adult man's house alone, how unreliable is this mother!
Song Weiwei didn't know that she had branded an unreliable image in Li Baihan's heart. When she woke up and saw the note Song Chenchen left, she didn't think much about it.

She went to wash up and walked into the kitchen. The gas stove in the kitchen was on a small fire, and the millet porridge was soft, sticky and fragrant. She turned off the fire, filled a bowl of porridge, and put another plate of steamed buns , go to the restaurant for breakfast.

Halfway through breakfast, she heard the sound of the anti-theft door opening. She looked towards the entrance and saw Song Chenchen's small figure appearing at the door.

"came back?"

Song Chenchen heard Mummy's voice, quickly stuffed the lunch box into the shoe cabinet, and then walked into the dining room as if nothing had happened, "Mummy, you're up."

Song Weiwei saw that he was dusty and covered with sweat on his forehead, so she waved to him, "Chenchen, come to Mommy, why are you sweating so much?"

Hearing this, Song Chenchen wiped off his sweat guiltily. He ran back from Century Garden, sweating profusely from the heat, and was worried that Mommy would go downstairs to find him and find out that he was lying.

He also walked around the community, waiting for the sweat on his body to dry before he dared to come back.

"I stepped on ginkgo leaves with the children to play, Mommy, are you angry?" Song Chenchen looked at her guilty.

Song Weiwei was not suspicious, she wiped his sweat with a tissue, "Go take a shower and change clothes, don't catch a cold."

"Yeah." Song Chenchen breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and ran into his room, took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He was in a happy mood and sang while taking a bath.

Song Weiwei couldn't help but smile when she heard his happy singing. When Chenchen was diagnosed with coagulation disorder, she was terrified.

She didn't allow him to do anything, and she had to hug him when he walked, for fear that if he bumped, the blood would keep bleeding.