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

Holding the sapphire rough stone, Song Weiwei couldn't put it down, and she had already started to construct the pattern of the boy's birthday greeting in her mind, and she didn't notice the strange gaze of Li Baihan at all.

"Mr. Li, this rough stone just came back from our store. If it is fake, you will pay ten, and if it is broken, you will get a refund. Besides, if you don't believe us, you have to trust Ms. Song's vision." .

This rough stone is worth more than 100 million. If it can be sold, she won't have to worry about the mortgage next month.

Song Weiwei nodded straight, "Yes, you believe that my vision is right. Besides, you have to give the new sculptor a chance, maybe she can bring you unexpected joy."

Li Baihan laughed secretly, "You are so active, why do I feel that you are digging a hole for me to jump in?"

Song Weiwei said with a wooden face, "Then do you want to dance?"

"It's hard to buy a beautiful smile, even if I know you're digging a hole for me," Li Baihan whispered in her ear, "I'm willing to dance."

Song Weiwei: "..."

Li Baihan paid the bill very handsomely by swiping his card. Song Weiwei exchanged glances with the salesperson, and then left the jade shop.

After shopping for gifts, it was already dark outside, the gorgeous street lights were turned on, and the commercial square was bustling with people coming and going.

"President Li, we will part ways here." Song Weiwei stood under the streetlight in the square, looking up at Li Baihan.

Li Baihan lowered his eyes to look at her, the light from the street lamp fell on her glasses, and then refracted back, under the night, her eyes were a little blurred.

He thought about it, "won't you accompany me to dinner?"

Song Weiwei shook her head, "President Li, it's off-duty time, who wants to accompany the boss to dinner, isn't that asking for trouble?"

Li Baihan narrowed his eyes, "You can treat me as a friend with sex."

Song Weiwei: "..."

He accepted his new identity well, and Song Weiwei should have gone with him, going to dinner with him first, and then making an appointment to the hotel as a matter of course.

It's just that she hasn't seen Chenchen for a day, and now she feels panicked, and wants to go back to be with him quickly.Besides, she wanted to take advantage of Li Baihan's departure before going back to get the jade.

"Another day, Mr. Li, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

Li Baihan: "..."

Was he rejected by her?

Watching the woman's tall figure gradually disappear into the night, the corners of Li Baihan's eyes twitched fiercely, and a frivolous female voice came from beside his ear, "Handsome guy, do you want a date?"

Li Baihan glanced over coldly, "Go away!"

The woman was taken aback. Seeing his bad attitude, she yelled, "What are you dragging, you are so handsome, and you can't get a date."

Li Baihan: "..."

Song Weiwei left Li Baihan's sight, and immediately sent a message to the clerk just now, asking her to deliver the jade, and when she got the jade, she went home briskly.

Chenchen was studying new dishes with Aunt Wu in the kitchen. When he heard the door open, he ran out quickly and threw himself into Song Weiwei's arms, "Mum, you've worked hard."

Song Weiwei put the jade on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, leaned over to hug him, and kissed his soft little face, "Did you obediently listen to Grandma Wu today?"

"Yes, I also went to kindergarten. The teachers and children gave me many gifts. They said that I am a fragile doll and they will take good care of me." Song Chenchen said in a milky voice.

Song Weiwei contacted Teacher Yaoyao last night, and told her about Chenchen's situation. Teacher Yaoyao said that she would pay more attention to Chenchen, so that there would be no more injuries at the beginning of school, so she was relieved to let Aunt Wu send Chenchen to kindergarten .

Aunt Wu came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, "Chenchen is very good today, she came home with me after school, Song Song, go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

Chenchen slid from Song Weiwei's arms to the ground and ran into the kitchen.

Song Weiwei took the rough stone to the bedroom. Aunt Wu came over yesterday and brought all her antique books and carving tools, which happened to come in handy today.

After dinner, Song Weiwei told Chenchen a bedtime story and put him to sleep before she went back to her room.

She sat at the desk, took off her thick black-rimmed glasses, pinched her sore nose, and opened the thick antique book.

The engraving technique of boy worshiping birthday is more complicated than that of boy holding lotus. She picked up the manuscript and began to draw slowly.

Aunt Wu knocked on the door and came in. She was carrying fruit after dinner, and saw her sitting at the desk drawing, she felt distressed: "I have been working all day, why don't you take a break?"

"I've got a job, I'll go to bed after drawing the drawings." Song Weiwei raised her head and smiled at Aunt Wu.

Aunt Wu looked at the dark circles under her eyes, "Our family is not short of money, don't stay up too late, everyone will feel sorry for you when you get sick."

"Ah."

Aunt Wu knew that she was stubborn, so she didn't say any more, she turned and went out.

At three o'clock in the morning, Song Weiwei finally drew the blueprint, and a vivid picture of a boy praying for his birthday appeared on the paper. She looked at the faces of the birthday star and the boy, and then picked up the eraser to modify it.

At 04:30 in the morning, she finally corrected all the details, took a picture with her mobile phone, and lay down on the bed yawning.

*
The next day.

Song Weiwei woke up and saw that it was already 10:[-]. She immediately jumped out of bed and took less than [-] minutes to tidy up.

Seeing that she was about to be late, she didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so she hurried to the company.

She hurried to the company and finally arrived at the company. When she saw that the time was only 8:40, she breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly towards the gate.

A male voice suddenly came from behind, "Song Weiwei, what are you doing so fast, you forgot to take your things, and I want them to be brought to you."

Song Weiwei frowned and turned around, and saw a man with yellow hair standing behind her panting, holding a paper bag. Seeing her turn around, he shoved the paper bag into her arms roughly, with a frivolous smile on his face , "I made it for you myself. I made you tired last night. I'll make it up for you."

It was the rush hour for work, and many employees at the gate of the company were rushing to work. Hearing this ambiguous conversation, they couldn't help but stop and look at them.

"Is that Secretary Song's boyfriend? Why does he look so ruffian?"

"Yeah, the two don't match at all."

"Who knows, some people look serious on the surface, maybe they like that kind of flirty little gangster. Don't look at this person's appearance, but it's not bad to know that he loves someone."

Song Weiwei listened to their discussion, she stared at the strange man in front of her coldly, and threw the lunch box back, "You've got the wrong person."

Huang Mao suddenly became angry, "Why did you admit the wrong person? It's my fault. I made a lot of trouble last night. Don't be angry. Hey, come and help me persuade her, don't lose your temper with me."

Song Weiwei frowned, and said coldly, "I don't know you."

"I said Song Weiyi, if you can't pull up your pants, you won't recognize anyone. You were so enthusiastic on the bed last night." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab her face.

Song Weiwei was about to dodge, when a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind, grabbed the man's hairy hand and twisted it forcefully, there was a burst of screams like killing a pig at the door of the company.