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

Zhou Zheng didn't notice her strangeness, and was still rambling.

"Jianghuai checked all the high-end nursing homes in Jiangcheng to the bottom, and did not find any news about Mrs. Li, but unexpectedly found out that Secretary Song had also been in a car accident."

Song Weiwei's fingers resting on her knees curled up stiffly, she thought it was not an accident, you guys were going to check on me.

Then she is the adopted daughter of the Song family, and Li Baihan probably knows about it.

She thought that the preparations she had made in Jiangcheng to forge her identity could hide the truth, but it seemed that she was still missing something, so what about Miao Yiren?

The people sent by Miaoyiren should not be as difficult as Jiang Huai, otherwise the elder brother would have informed her to be on guard against her.

"Well, I was in a car accident." Song Weiwei said pretending to be calm.

Zhou Zheng scratched his head, "Secretary Song, your experience with Mrs. Li is so similar, it's not an exaggeration to say that you are the same person, hahaha..."

Song Weiwei's heart skipped a beat. She knew that Zhou Zheng was joking, but it still made her feel tight.

That's right, "their" experiences are so similar, so does Li Baihan regard her as "Song Weiwei" and do everything possible to keep her and humiliate her?
"I'm just joking," Zhou Zheng rubbed his chin, saw the world-weary face in the rearview mirror that had never had any emotions, and said in a dazed tone, "Secretary Song, don't take it to heart."

"I won't." Song Weiwei said flatly.

Looking at her expression, Zhou Zheng was not sure if she took it to heart, he just felt that if President Li found out about today's conversation, he would definitely end it!

Then the carriage returned to silence. Zhou Zheng was afraid that he would unconsciously say more things he shouldn't have said when he saw Secretary Song's face full of desires and desires, so he firmly shut his mouth.

The car was parked outside Langji International, Song Weiwei opened the door and got out of the car.

Zhou Zheng walked around the front of the car and stood in front of her, "Secretary Song, what I said just now is nonsense, you must not tell President Li, or President Li will send me to Africa to raise elephants."

Song Weiwei looked at his miserable appearance, she nodded, "I'm not someone who breaks my mouth."

"I didn't mean that." Zhou Zheng scratched his head honestly, "I don't know why, but I wanted to tell you this when I saw you. In fact, Boss Li seldom drives. It's also because Mrs. Li got into a car accident. He killed her, so I feel very guilty."

Song Weiwei looked at him indifferently, and said in her heart that he didn't think he killed her, but that he and Miao Yiren had teamed up to kill her.

So for so many years, he and Miao Yiren have been entangled, but they can't tell clearly.

Zhou Zheng looked at her without fluctuation, as if she was not interested in anything, he patted his forehead, "Look what nonsense I'm talking about again, hey, Secretary Song, you go in, I'm leaving."

After speaking, he was afraid that he couldn't help talking again, so he quickly got into the car and drove away.

Song Weiwei stood by the curb and watched the black Maybach disappear before she turned and walked into the community.

The phone vibrated frequently.

She took it out of her bag and clicked on the private WeChat. There was a red number on Song Yuheng's profile picture, so she clicked in to check the message.

【He Lanzhou has returned home. 】

[The second child told him your current address, he may come to you soon. 】

[Brother tried his best to stop you, but you can't stop him, you should be mentally prepared. 】

[In addition, I originally wanted to buy the house opposite your house, but the other party refused to sell it.Li Baihan is cunning, maybe he will notice something, if you see your neighbor across the door, you can talk to him. 】

Song Weiwei edited a message to reply, she stuffed her phone back into her pocket, and sighed deeply.

He Lanzhou.

The young master of the He family in Jiangcheng.

She sees him as a sister and he sees her as a brother.

In short, the two are completely gender misplaced in each other's eyes.

Taking the elevator upstairs, Song Weiwei stood in front of her door. Just as she raised her hand, the door behind her clicked open from the inside.

She looked back subconsciously, and at the same time, a familiar frivolous male voice came from her ear, "Look, I've caught you!"

Song Weiwei saw clearly standing at the door with disheveled hair, wearing only a dark bathrobe, and her slender and straight legs looming under the hem, her eyes were full of surprise.

"He Lanzhou, why are you here?"

He Lanzhou yawned lazily. His facial features were juvenile, and he looked like a noble Persian cat. "You came to Beicheng to do stupid things while I was away. Can I not come?"

Song Weiwei said awkwardly, "He Lanzhou, are you still my best friend? Once you come, you will make me unable to get off the stage. Also, why do you live across from me?"

"I live opposite your house just to monitor you and prevent you from being stupid."

Song Weiwei sighed, "I'm not stupid!"

"I'm not stupid. Why did you provoke the murderer? Brother, have you forgotten that you were killed by him six years ago when you fell off the cliff with your car and almost lost your bones?" He Lanzhou's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were more hostility.

"I have my reasons."

"I know you are worried about Chenchen's illness. I asked Song Yuheng, and he said that as long as Chenchen is not injured, it won't affect him much. Why don't you wait for the results of the bone marrow matching?"

"I can't wait. If I don't find a bone marrow that matches, I have to make two preparations."

He Lanzhou looked at her stubborn expression, he knew that if he continued, the atmosphere would become completely rigid, he took a step back, "Forget it, anyway, I have nothing to do recently, I will just watch you in Beicheng."

Song Weiwei: "..."

He Lanzhou said that if he wanted to look at her, it was really like a dog's skin plaster. He followed her wherever she went, and he couldn't shake her off.

But for He Lanzhou's arrival, Song Chenchen was very happy, and even specially cooked a hot pot meal for He Lanzhou. He Lanpan was so happy that he yelled that he didn't love this kid for nothing.

With He Lanzhou talking to the young master, Song Weiwei didn't have the energy to think about what Zhou Zheng said.

That night, she received a message from Mu Yunxi requesting to be a friend, and she immediately approved the application, and a message popped up in the dialog box that the two were already friends.

Just as she was about to send a message to Mu Yunxi, Li Baihan's message came first, so she had no choice but to cut into the company's WeChat to check the message.

【[Image] [image]】

A row of wine glasses filled with wine appeared in the picture. Looking at the color of the wine, Song Weiwei probably guessed that it was whiskey. Behind it was a drunk selfie of a man.

It's hard for him to drink too much, and even know how to send a wechat message to ask her for credit.

[Ting Shuang promised to take Xiaoyu to the amusement park tomorrow morning, did you see that, the master has already risked everything for this matter, so you can go to my place to make me hangover soup later, as a reward. 】

This passage is paired with the man's drunken selfie, which is indescribably provocative.

Song Weiwei gripped the phone tightly.

Drunk, late at night, lonely men and widows, it is a good opportunity for evil intentions.