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

Shen Qingyuan pulled up the chair next door and sat down. Seeing how delicious she was eating, she greedily took one off and put it in her mouth, "Secret Song, aren't you afraid at all?"

"What am I afraid of?" Song Weiwei looked at her.

Shen Qingyuan pursed his lips, carefully observing her expression, "That's right, didn't I tell you before that I want you to stay away from President Li?"

Song Weiwei said with a calm expression, "Yes."

"I don't know if you consider me a friend, but I really like you." Shen Qingyuan said.

Song Weiwei's eyes moved slightly, "Your foreshadowing scares me a little, my sexuality is normal."

"Fuck you, my sexuality is also normal, I, I just don't know what to say, I'm afraid I'm self-righteous," Shen Qingyuan paused, and said desperately, "Yesterday I saw President Li touching your face, today you Just being harassed by this yellow-haired habitual offender, I think someone must be warning you."

Song Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, "Did you see President Li touching my face?"

"That's right, when you were sleeping, Mr. Li took off your glasses and touched your face. I could see clearly, but he never did this." Shen Qingyuan seemed to be afraid that she would not believe him, so he nodded vigorously to reinforce it. persuasive.

Song Weiwei remembered that when she woke up yesterday, her glasses were indeed placed beside her, but her focus was elsewhere, "You just said that the yellow hair harassed me because someone warned me, and it had something to do with President Li's attitude towards me. What about the other secretaries? What, Boss Li also touches their faces like this?"

"How is that possible?" Shen Qingyuan exclaimed, "Do you know what we call Mr. Li in private?"

"what?"

Shen Qingyuan looked around, afraid that the boss' nickname would be caught, so she lowered her voice and said, "Tianshan Snowman."

Song Weiwei clicked her tongue softly, "Why did you give him such a name?"

"Don't you think it's very appropriate?" Shen Qingyuan said, "Boss Li is really cold to us. He is like a walking air conditioner, the kind with its own fairy energy, which makes us feel very distant."

Song Weiwei thought about Li Baihan's usual appearance, it was indeed quite cold.

"Actually, the boss is so handsome, and even a single female secretary would be tempted. Before you, there were no secretaries who were crazy about Mr. Li. After getting along for a long time, there will always be some delusions," Shen Qingyuan glanced at her, "After all Few people can resist Mr. Li's charm, and doing something out of the ordinary will make Miss Miao jealous."

Song Weiwei ate the little twist, "Well, Miss Miao is President Li's girlfriend?"

"No, how should I put it? Ms. Miao treats Mrs. Li as her own property, but Mrs. Li treats her indifferently. I heard that he tolerated Ms. Miao's actions because of Mrs. Li, the deceased Mrs. Li, you know right? ?”

Song Weiwei paused for a moment, then nodded indistinctly, "I know."

"It is said that Mrs. Li and Ms. Miao are close friends in the boudoir. We saw them go to worship Mrs. Li together on Guangyu Mountain that day. In fact, they go together every year. Because of this, Ms. Miao can travel freely in Li's house, and It is said that Mrs. Li has already treated her as her daughter-in-law, and the two of them will get married only if President Li nods."

Song Weiwei finally understood why Miaoyiren was so crazy.

Among these people, some people keep giving her hope, and some people keep giving her despair. She is struggling between hope and despair. She is already a psychopath, how can she not be crazy?
"Mrs. Li has been dead for six years, so why are they still not married?" Song Weiwei paused when she mentioned the word "death", saying that the experience of being dead is really mixed.

"You're stupid. It's not that President Li doesn't nod. I heard that the reason why President Li doesn't nod is that he hasn't forgotten Mrs. Li. So, President Li is really in love." Shen Qingyuan said with emotion.

Song Weiwei sneered.

Shen Qingyuan keenly caught the sneer in her eyes, she hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Secret Song, I don't know if I'm thinking too much, I always think you hate President Li very much?"

Outside the secretary's room, Li Bohan was standing in the blind spot with a mug in his hand, from his angle he could see Song Weiyi's profile.

She raised her lower eyelids casually, "Why do you ask that?"

"It's just a feeling. You don't seem to like the look in Mr. Li's eyes. Anyway, it's complicated. Sometimes it's disgusting, sometimes it's hatred..." Her voice gradually lowered, thinking that she might be thinking too much.

There is no enmity between Secretary Song and President Li, so why do you hate him?
Song Weiwei didn't expect Shen Qingyuan to observe so carefully, maybe it was because she didn't control her emotions that she noticed it.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Shen Qingyuan looked at her with gloomy eyes, and she hurried back to make amends, "It's also possible that I was thinking too much."

Song Weiwei's expression didn't change, she said softly, "I don't hate him."

"Then you like him?" Shen Qingyuan asked anxiously.

This time Song Weiwei remained silent for longer than before. Outside the secretary's room, Li Baihan was also waiting for her answer.After a long time, Song Weiwei's emotional voice came from inside, "I don't like him either."

The slender fingers clasped the mug suddenly, and the coffee in the cup shook and spilled onto the man's straight trouser legs, but he didn't notice it at all.

Shen Qingyuan's voice came from the secretary's room, "Then what's going on with you now, Mr. Li looks very interesting to you."

Song Weiwei squeezed the packaging bag in her hand, and said casually: "Everyone takes what they need."

Outside the door, Li Baihan couldn't listen anymore, he turned and left, just as quietly as when he came.

Everyone gets what they need?

As proud as he is, in her heart she is only worth these four words, very good, very good, he wants to see if she really has no affection for him.

No one in the secretary's room noticed that Li Baihan had come. Shen Qingyuan looked at her, not thinking enough, "Everyone gets what they need? What is this word?"

Song Weiwei talked so much with her today, but she actually knew that she cared about her, so she was willing to say a few more words, "I just want you not to worry so much, don't worry, I have a measure."

Shen Qingyuan's mind was spinning quickly, she exclaimed, then covered her mouth with a brilliant expression on her face, "Secret Song, you, you are not playing with President Li, are you?"

Song Weiwei: "..."

She threw the wrapping paper into the trash can, then stood up and poked her forehead, "It's okay to read more books, especially the Xinhua Dictionary."

Shen Qingyuan: "Oh!"

Song Weiwei returned to the office. There were two more documents on the desk. She opened them and quickly browsed them. After checking that they were correct, she picked up the documents and walked into the CEO's office.

Knocking on the door and entering, she saw Li Baihan sitting behind the large desk. She didn't know if it was an illusion. The moment their eyes met, she felt that his eyes were very cold.

She walked over slowly and put the document in front of him, "President Li, this is the document sent by the project department, please have a look at it."

Li Baihan leaned back in his chair, staring at her silently.

Song Weiwei lowered her eyes, and when she met those long, narrow and deep eyes, her heart trembled slightly.

Why did Li Baihan look at her like this, as if he was going to eat her raw.