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

Song Weiwei clenched her phone tightly. At that moment, the hatred in her heart reached its peak, and her tone became eccentric.

"Why am I crying? What do I have to cry about? Mr. Li, you are high above you. You can play with other people's wishes and dominate other people's lives at will. Ordinary people like us are not even comparable to ants in your eyes." , do you care who cries?"

Li Baihan stood beside the car, and the autumn wind came from all directions, messing his forehead hair.

Hearing the hateful voice of the woman over there, he was a little stunned for a moment, but he was more dazed and puzzled, "Song Weiyi, what's wrong with you, what happened?"

"What do you want to happen to me?" Song Weiwei sneered, "Let me tell you, I'm fine and I'm very happy now!"

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone viciously, because the smart phone couldn't pull out the battery to relieve gas, so she turned it off directly.

After venting, she was not in a good mood, but still very depressed. Why is the world so cruel to her?She even wants to destroy the world.

Li Baihan heard a busy tone from the phone, and Song Weiwei had the audacity to hang up the phone after scolding him.

How did he offend her?

Looking at his confused expression, Zhou Zheng couldn't help asking, "President Li, what's wrong with Secretary Song?"

"How do I know what's wrong with her?" Li Baihan called her again, but the cold voice of customer service came from the other end. He tried again, but the result was the same.

"She must have taken the wrong medicine." Li Baihan only felt baffled, and then remembered Song Chenchen's injury, he always felt something strange, "Go to Langji International to see."

Maybe it was because Song Chenchen went back injured and the child's parents blamed her, so she lost her temper at him in a bad mood.

It's just that his temper is a little bit bigger!
Li Baihan got into the car, Zhou Zheng stepped on the gas pedal, and the car drove out of Li's house and headed towards Langji International at high speed.

Four or 10 minutes later, the car stopped outside Langji International, Li Baihan pushed the door and got out of the car, walking quickly with his long straight legs, and disappeared at the entrance of the community in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Zheng lay on the steering wheel and pouted at Jiang Huai who was sitting in the co-pilot, "Look, does our boss look like a silly boy with a spring heart?"

Jiang Huai was playing games with his mobile phone, and took a moment to glance at him, "Let him know that you are calling him a fool behind his back, and your year-end bonus is gone."

Zhou Zheng shook his head, "Unless you record the audio, he will never know."

"That's unlucky, I recorded the audio just now, and I'll play it to our boss later."

Zhou Zheng: "..."

He put the seat down, put his hands behind his head, stared at the blue sky outside the car window, and chatted with Jianghuai, "Speaking of which, Secretary Song is very skilled. He has been fascinated by President Li within two months since he came to work. "

Jiang Huai: "You don't see what kind of face she has."

"You say you look like the former lady boss?" Zhou Zheng tilted his head and looked at him. "I joined the company a year late, and I have never seen the lady boss, but I have seen photos. They look alike but not alike."

"How to say?" Jiang Huai asked.

Zhou Zheng sat up straight, with one leg crossed on the seat, "Actually, I think Secretary Song looks gloomy and world-weary. The little girl nowadays is not heartless and laughing, but you see, she has never smiled, just like everyone else." I owe her 800 billion."

Jiang Huai: "President Li doesn't smile often, and he also has a debt-collecting face."

Zhou Zheng was immediately happy. After thinking for a while, he sighed again, "I observed Secretary Song specially that day. Although she has a debt-collecting face, she is not annoying at all. On the contrary, I always feel that she is melancholy and fragile, and I can't help it." I just want to protect her. You didn't look at those veterans in the secretary's office, and they are almost becoming her loyal supporters now."

Jiang Huai snapped his fingers while playing Xiaoxiaole, "You can all tell the difference, and President Li must also be able to tell the difference."

Zhou Zhengchang sighed: "That's why I said that Secretary Song is amazing."

Li Baihan called Song Weiwei again, but the phone was still turned off, so he had no choice but to go upstairs to find her.

He had been here before, and this time he was very familiar with the way up. After getting out of the elevator, he stopped in front of the apartment and raised his hand to ring the doorbell.

Ding dong ding dong!

The doorbell rang for a long time, but no one came to answer the door, Li Baihan couldn't help frowning, isn't she at home?

After a while, he walked to the opposite door and knocked on the door of Song Chenchen's house, but still no one came to answer the door, no one from the two houses, where did that person go?

*
In the hospital, Song Weiwei sorted out the luggage she brought. She sat by the bed and slowly flipped through a book of poems.

She happened to see people kissing me painfully, and I reciprocated with a song!
She said in her heart that it was bullshit, if the world kissed me in pain, she wanted the world to suffer even more, so that her heart would be balanced and she would be happy.

After closing the book, she turned her head to look at Song Chenchen. His skin was very fair, and he could almost see the light blue blood vessels buried under the skin.

He was so fragile, but she was careless and failed to protect him well.

If possible, she hoped that all the pain he endured would be passed on to her, and that no matter how painful it was, she would bear it all.

Song Chenchen's eyelids moved, and then slowly opened. He cried before going to bed, his eyes were bloodshot, he blinked, saw Song Weiwei sitting by the bed, and called her in a hoarse voice, "Mummy, I hungry."

Song Weiwei leaned over to help him up, "Okay, let's eat."

After waking up, Song Chenchen was very obedient and ate all the nutritious meals Song Weiwei had prepared. He stopped arguing about staying in the hospital and quietly flipped through the picture book.

Song Weiwei came back after packing up the dishes. She sat by the bed and asked him softly, "Chenchen, are you afraid?"

Song Chenchen shook his head, then nodded slowly, "I'm afraid, Mommy, but I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that if I die, you will be very lonely."

Tears welled up in an instant, but Song Weiwei didn't scold him. They all knew what death represented, so they never avoided this question.

Even if Song Chenchen is less than six years old.

"I won't die," Song Weiwei choked up, "Mommy will do everything to save you, Chenchen, we have to be brave, sickness is not scary, death is not scary, but Mommy can't live without Chenchen go down."

Tears were shining in Song Chenchen's eyes. Seeing Song Weiwei cry again, he forced back the tears with great strength, and raised his hand to gently wipe her tears, "I will accept the treatment obediently, Mommy, you have to promise me, don't worry about it again I'm in tears."

Song Weiwei held his hand over her face, kissed his wrist, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I won't cry anymore, we must all be strong and brave."

"Yeah!" Song Chenchen nodded vigorously, and then gave Song Weiwei a big smile. He smiled with crooked brows, even if there was worry and hesitation in his eyes, the smile was very healing.

Li Baihan couldn't get in touch with Song Weiwei, there was no one at home on the left and right, he waited for a long time, but no one came back, so he had to go to the elevator.

Just as he was about to reach out and press the down button, the elevator opened with a "ding", and a man with a handsome face walked out of the elevator, and the two passed by.

Li Baihan turned his body sideways, and saw the man walk to the door of Song Weiyi's house, skillfully raised his hand to press his fingerprints, and pushed the door open to enter.