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

Miao Yiren took a deep breath and resisted the urge to tear her apart. She said with a ferocious face, "Yes, who will have the last laugh, let us wait and see."

Song Weiwei raised the corners of her lips.

It's fine if she's in a hurry, if she's not in a hurry, she still can't find a way to deal with her.

"Hey," Song Weiwei sighed softly, "Miss Miao, you are so pitiful. You have survived until you were old and poor, but you have not been able to become the official palace. Now you can only come in front of me to flirt, tsk tsk!"

Miao Yiren was so stimulated by Song Weiwei, her adrenaline was soaring, and under Li Baihan's nose, she naturally didn't dare to do anything to this little bitch.

She raised her finger and pointed at her, then turned and left with the paper bag in hand.

Song Weiwei shook her head regretfully, but she did not take it lightly, Li Baihan's actions in the office just now were obviously intended to stop her and prevent Miao Yiren from seeing her.

She deliberately disobeyed his will in order to stimulate Miao Yiren to lose control.

Thinking about it now, Li Baihan's attitude is a bit subtle.As expected of a scumbag, this scumbag, stepping on two boats is so natural!

The first day after the long vacation is very busy. The cooperation that was negotiated before the vacation needs to be connected with details. Not only the secretary office, legal office, publicity office, but even the personnel department are very busy.

Not to mention Song Weiwei, she hasn't stopped calling all morning.

She stayed with Chenchen in the hospital during the long vacation, and she didn't have a good rest. She talked on the phone all morning, her voice was dry and smoky, and when she walked into the CEO's office with the revised itinerary, her voice was already hoarse when she spoke.

Li Baihan closed the signed document and looked up at her, "What's wrong with your throat?"

Song Weiwei looked at his calm and breezy expression, and she didn't have the slightest anxiety and impatience when she gnawed her lips in the morning. The king of the sea is the king of the sea.

From this point of view, Miaoyi people are also quite pitiful.

She coughed lightly, "It's okay, I've talked too much."

Li Baihan frowned, and raised his wrist to look at his watch, "It's one o'clock, have you eaten yet? Let's eat first, and take a rest after eating. Rome can't be built in a day, so don't put so much pressure on yourself."

Song Weiwei watched him get up, pick up the suit jacket hanging on the hanger and put it on, she frowned, "I don't want to eat, I have to finish my work first."

Li Baihan raised his hand and straightened his collar and cuffs. He had a tall figure, and his neat suit made him look extraordinary. He walked slowly in front of her, took the folder from her hand, and put it on the desk .

"People are iron and rice is steel, be obedient, go eat first." Li Baihan said, holding her wrist to lead her out.

Song Weiwei withdrew her hand reflexively, "I'm not hungry..."

Before she finished speaking, her stomach suddenly gurgled, and the atmosphere fell into an awkward silence. She quickly covered her stomach and said solemnly: "I'm really not hungry."

Li Bai's cold and stern eyebrows softened, and there was a smile in his eyes, "Okay, I'm hungry, how about asking Secretary Song to accompany me to eat something?"

Song Weiwei: "..."

When they went downstairs, they happened to meet the staff who were returning to the office after dinner. When a group of people saw Li Baihan, they immediately silenced and stood up straight to greet him.

Li Baihan nodded slightly. He walked in front of Song Weiwei, and blocked the elevator door with his hand. After Song Weiwei walked in, he followed and pressed the canteen floor button.

The double doors of the elevator closed slowly, and several employees standing outside covered their mouths, "My God, is Mr. Li such a gentleman?"

They had only seen Zhou Zheng and Jiang Huai shielding Li Baihan from the elevator door before, but they had never seen him put down his posture like this for anyone.

"You have to be half as beautiful as Secretary Song, and you can also enjoy the service of a gentleman like President Li." A male employee next to him said harshly.

"Are you looking for a fight?"

A group of people suddenly broke out and dispersed.

Shen Qingyuan looked at the closed double doors of the elevator, with a hint of worry in his eyes, it's not a good thing for Song Weiyi and Li Baihan to get too close.

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It was too late when the two of them arrived at the cafeteria, and all the food was collected, but the boss rarely came to the cafeteria, and they dared not let him leave on an empty stomach.

The chef used the remaining ingredients to fry three dishes and cooked another tomato omelet soup.

After the steaming three dishes and one soup came out of the pot, Song Weiwei felt even more hungry in her stomach. She took the rice handed over by the chef, and she was not as polite as Li Baihan, and began to eat big pieces.

Seeing her eating with gusto, Li Baihan smiled, "Eat slowly, didn't you just say you weren't hungry?"

Song Weiwei glanced at him, and put a piece of salt-fried meat into her mouth. Although the dish didn't look good, there was still a difference in the taste between a small stir-fry and a big pot stir-fry, especially since she was very hungry now.

"Of course you won't feel hungry if you're too hungry." Song Weiwei answered it as a matter of course.

Looking at her dry lips, Li Baihan recalled the lingering kiss in his office in the morning, and couldn't help but feel a little sway in his heart. He looked away, and took a bowl to fill her with a bowl of fried egg soup.

"Drink some soup, don't choke."

Song Weiwei hiccupped, she gave him a reproachful look, took a sip from the soup bowl.

Originally, she drank carefully, but the soup just out of the pot was very hot, and she still couldn't help being scalded until she stuck out her tongue.

Li Baihan watched her stick out half of her pink tongue, and he didn't know what to think of. His eyes gradually became deep and burning, "Secretary Song, eat well."

Song Weiwei didn't notice his strangeness at all. She was very hungry now, and all her thoughts were on how to fill her stomach as soon as possible.

Enduring the burning sensation on the tip of her tongue, she continued to eat like a storm. In less than 10 minutes, she had finished a bowl of rice and added another bowl for herself.

The feeling of fullness made her eat slowly, and she saw that Li Baihan had barely moved her chopsticks, so she said, "President Li, why don't you eat?"

Li Baihan picked up a small bowl of rice and ate it slowly.

Light golden sunlight shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, spreading out the floor, making this corner very warm.

Li Baihan's appetite was better than the previous few days, so he took Song Weiwei's leftovers and added another bowl of rice. When they were full, the two got up and left the cafeteria.

Going back after lunch, Song Weiwei continued to work hard.

In the small conference room of the public relations department downstairs, Miao Yiren sat on a chair with a gloomy face, looking at the photos secretly taken by employees on her mobile phone.

Li Baihan and Song Weiwei sat in the sun and had lunch. There were three simple dishes and one soup on the table. The whole scene was as warm as an ordinary couple eating.

Su Mier stood beside her, and when she heard her gnashing her teeth, the hairs all over her body were about to stand on end.

She looked at her carefully, "Miss Miao, what should we do now? After the long vacation, President Li and Secretary Song seem to be getting closer and closer. If this continues, I'm afraid..."

Miao Yiren slammed the phone out, and the screen of the all-in-one machine shattered immediately. She said sharply, "I'm afraid what? Can that little bitch replace me?"