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

Miao Yiren's arms raised in the air were so stiff that they were sore, she looked at Li Baihan in embarrassment, her eyes were red, "Brother Han, this is my heart."

"Since it's your wish, let President Li accept it. Don't embarrass Miss Miao." Before Li Baihan could speak, Song Weiwei jumped down from the desk.

She walked up to Miao Yiren on her high heels, reached out to take the paper bag in her hand, and glanced down at the label, "It's quite expensive, Miss Miao will spend."

Miao Yiren stared at her fiercely, her eyes were about to tear apart, as if she wanted to tear her to pieces.

is her!

What a bitch!

Every cell in Miao Yiren's body was in a state of rage. If Li Baihan was not watching, she would have rushed to scratch Hua Song's only face.

Sure enough, this bitch is seducing Brother Han!

Song Weiwei met Miaoyiren's murderous gaze, she opened the paper bag in front of her as if she didn't realize it, and took out a snuff bottle with exquisite carvings from it.

Miao Yiren really didn't do things in a perfunctory way, she put her heart into it.

This snuff bottle is better than the one she hastily rushed out before, no matter the material of jade or the craftsmanship of the carving.Carefully crafted by master sculptors, it is definitely not ordinary.

What's more, what this master sculptor carved was the lotus boy from the Song Dynasty. Both the clothes and the shape of the boy were more difficult than the snuff bottle she carved before, and it was worth a lot of money at first glance.

"It's pretty pretty." Song Weiwei praised her without hesitation.

Li Baihan lit another cigarette, and brushed the ash between his index and middle fingers. The light smoke escaped from between his lips, with a clear taste of mint and mellow nicotine, exuding the sexual tension of mature male hormones, especially sexy.

His eyes glanced coldly over Song Weiwei, and landed on Miao Yiren, "Miss Miao's gift is too expensive, Grandpa won't be rewarded for nothing, you should take it back."

Miao Yiren's face was pale.

In front of Song Weiyi, he embarrassed her again and again, making her lose face, but she couldn't hate him, she could only hate the little bitch who seduced him.

"Brother Han, I really didn't do it on purpose that day, I was already trying to make up for my mistake." Miao Yiren lowered her posture.

She has been by Li Baihan's side for so many years, and she knows his temperament well, so that's the maximum embarrassment he can give her.

Song Weiwei listened to the conversation between the two, she put the snuff bottle back, and then handed it to Miao Yiren, "Miss Miao, Mr. Li won't accept it, why don't you send it to Li's house yourself?"

"Song Weiyi!" Li Baihan's voice was very low, with a hint of warning.

Song Weiwei shrugged her shoulders, and put the paper bag on the decorative stand beside Miao Yiren, she complained casually, "Man, after kissing, you will turn your face and deny anyone."

This sentence fell into Li Baihan's ears as a complaint, but in Miaoyi's ears it was full of provocation. She clenched her hand hanging by her side into a fist, barely restraining her urge to smash the bag on her face .

Ah, this bitch!

On the day before the holiday, she clearly saw her and "Li Baihan" kissing in the office, she expected that if she still had some self-esteem, she would not try to seduce Li Baihan.

Who knew she was so shameless?
Li Baihan couldn't understand her complaint, but she could understand it. This bitch was clearly mocking her for kissing "Li Baihan" here that day, and then kissing her here so hard that she turned around.

However, when Li Baihan heard her complaint, the frost on the corners of his brows and eyes gradually began to melt, "It's as if you are not the same."

The phone rang outside the office. Song Weiwei caressed the folds of her clothes, and said with some regret, "I'm going to work, you two talk slowly."

After provoking Miao Yiren, seeing how aggrieved she wanted to kill her but couldn't, Song Weiwei finally felt better, turned around and walked out of the office.

Li Baihan leaned against the desk, he extinguished the cigarette on his fingertips, a wisp of cigarette hovered over the ashtray and dissipated, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Miao Yiren, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Miaoyiren stared at the man in the morning light. His tie was hanging loosely around his neck, two buttons were undone at the neckline, and the hem of his clothes was piled up messily on his waist and abdomen. And seductive.

She had never seen him like this.

In her impression, he was always cold and abstinent, neatly dressed, and meticulous from head to toe.However, in front of Song Weiyi, he was so unruly.

She was mad with jealousy.

"Brother Han, have you forgotten Weiwei?" Miao Yiren looked at him with bloodshot eyes. If she could, she would never mention Song Weiwei.

Li Baihan's expression sank as she wished, and even the lazy expression between his brows and eyes disappeared. He stared at her coldly, "What do you want to say?"

Being stared at by him like this, Miaoyiren suddenly felt chills creeping up from the soles of her feet, she bit her lip, "You once told me that you will never fall in love with anyone, and you will never be with anyone except Weiwei , are you going to betray Weiwei?"

Li Baihan's fingers propped on the edge of the desk were stiff and straight, his eyes were narrowed, and he stared dangerously at Miao Yiren.

The two confronted each other silently, and Miao Yiren's heart was beating violently. She knew that by mentioning Li Baihan's original promise, she was also cutting her way out, but she had to do this.

Rather than letting a bastard like Song Weiyi take the lead, she might as well nail Li Baihan to the moral high ground and let him be loyal to Song Weiwei for the rest of his life.

If she can't get someone, no one else can get it!

Li Baihan didn't say a word, and after a long time, he said: "I will not betray her."

Miao Yiren's knees softened, she let go of her tightly clenched fists, and felt a little relieved, she smiled gratifiedly, "I knew that Wei Wei didn't love the wrong person, Brother Han, Wei Wei came out because of you." In a car accident, you can't let her down, I will take good care of you for her."

A sneer flashed in Li Baihan's eyes, he stared at Miao Yiren, always feeling that she had something to say.

After Song Weiwei answered a few calls, she saw Miao Yiren coming out of the office, holding the exquisite paper bag in her hand, her expression was not as manic as before, but rather proud of what she had achieved.

She walked slowly to her desk and looked down at her, "Secretary Song, I really underestimated you."

Song Weiwei leaned her back against the back of the chair, raised her chin slightly to look at her, and said back: "Miss Miao, I underestimated you too, you are so patient."

Miao Yiren propped her hands on the edge of the table, her expression twisted, and she said in a deep voice: "Brother Han has seen many women around, and in the end I was the only one left. You should know how much I hold in his heart. Even if you make him feel It’s fresh, he’s just playing for fun, he still can’t leave me in the end.”

Song Weiwei folded her arms around her chest and said provocatively, "Until the dust settles, who knows who will have the last laugh, right?"