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

Maybe it's because the child is still young, and he didn't show his face from beginning to end in the video. Occasionally, a side face disappears in a flash, making it too late for him to see his facial features clearly, which shows that the parents intend to protect the child.

After watching the video all night, Li Baihan still gained something. He found out that this little kitchen god had recently moved, because the kitchen in the latest video was different from the previous ones, and looking out from the kitchen window of the latest video, it was actually Bai Han. The shining logo of Laimei Group.

He remembered that the company building was facing Langji International, and Secretary Song happened to live in Langji International, so she and this little boy might live together, which made him more curious about their relationship.

Thinking of this, Li Baihan cleared his throat and said, "Secretary Song, where did you buy the bread last night, it tastes pretty good."

Song Weiwei's heart skipped a beat, last night Li Baihan asked her where she bought it, and today she brought it up again, did he really think the bread was delicious, or did he find something to test her?
She observed his expression carefully, and seeing that he just mentioned it casually, she quietly let go of her heart and said nonsense: "Just across the road is the bakery, the freshly baked bread at his house is delicious."

There is indeed a bakery across the road. She passes by the shop every day, but she never goes in because Chenchen is the pastry master.

As long as he has eaten something, he will soon work out the recipe and cook it better than other bakers.

Li Baihan slightly raised his eyebrows, if he hadn't accidentally seen the video of Little Chef last night, he would have believed it, "Well, then when you come to the company tomorrow morning, buy me a copy on the way. The bread for dinner is exactly the same."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She wanted to refuse, but Li Baihan was her immediate boss now, and as his secretary, it was her job to bring breakfast and buy coffee.

She reluctantly agreed, but she was filled with resentment, why should he eat the bread made by Chenchen himself?

Li Baihan took her reluctance into his eyes, and smiled meaningfully. Secretary Song seemed to have a deep hostility towards him. Although she was respectful to him at work, when it was time to get off work, she was very hostile to him. He just has the attitude of not annoying me.

Just make him very upset!

After getting out of the elevator, Li Baihan went straight into the office. Song Weiwei let out a sigh of relief, and came to the desk to start the day's work.

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In the office, Li Baihan was sitting on the expensive boss chair, the cold white light of the computer was shaking his handsome face, he watched the little boy in the video proficiently making various shapes of bread, and called the person in charge of Kuaiyin Video phone.

After receiving a call from the big boss, the person in charge said with fear and trepidation, "President Li, why did you call yourself? You are a young and ignorant person. You should report to the headquarters."

"How's the information on 'Little Chef God' I asked you to check last night?" Li Baihan's voice was cold. He called the person in charge of Kuaiyin Video in the middle of last night and asked him to look up 'Little Chef God' .

The person in charge nodded and bowed, "I found it, and I will send you an email right away."

After hanging up the phone for less than a minute, Li Baihan received an email from the person in charge. He opened the email, which contained the personal information registered by Master Chef on the video website.

Little Chef's real name is Song Chenchen, he is 5 years old, and his home address is Jiangcheng. His ID card is used for real name verification.

Li Baihan clicked on the scanned ID card, and the little boy on the ID photo was full of childishness. He stared at his beautiful facial features, and always felt that this child looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.