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

In the car, Zhou Zheng was concentrating on driving. His boss and Secretary Song were sitting in the back seat. The atmosphere was a bit weird, but he didn't dare to look or ask.

Song Weiwei turned her head to look out of the car window, a stream of light flashed past the window, she didn't need to look back, she knew that someone was staring at her with great enthusiasm.

After she threatened Huang Mao just now, he kept staring at her with a half-smile, as if she was a magical animal that slipped out of some zoo.

"Have you seen enough?"

Li Baihan leaned on the black leather chair, staring at her without blinking, as if a beautiful peony would bloom on her face, "I can't see enough."

Song Weiwei gave up on herself, "Then you continue to watch."

Li Baihan let out a muffled laugh, in the half-blind light, her annoyed figure looked soft, which made him want to touch her.

Song Weiwei couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard his deep and sweet laughter. She didn't know what was so funny about him. Have you ever seen such a violent rejection of a suitor?

Li Baihan's palms itched slightly, he raised his hand and pulled her hair.

It's not painful, it's just hand owed.

Song Weiwei turned her head and stared at him, "Mr. Li, are you naive, and you still pull girls' hair like kindergarten kids?"

Li Baihan didn't feel that he was naive at all, he wrapped his fingers around her hair and played with it, as if he got a rare toy, he couldn't put it down.

"Are you so rude to suitors?"

Song Weiwei raised her hand to grab the lock of hair, trying to pull it back, but Li Baihan didn't let go. In the alternating light and dark, he looked at her very intently, waiting for her answer.

"Yellow hair is also considered a suitor?" Song Weiwei snorted coldly, "Mr. Li, didn't you read the post on the company's internal forum? He is your secretary killer."

Li Baihan raised his eyebrows, "How do you say?"

"But all your secretaries have been harassed by him. Some left unbearably harassed, and some got into car accidents. Haven't you ever wondered why your secretary leaves so frequently?" Song Weiwei asked.

Li Baihan was startled, "Why?"

Song Weiwei pulled her hair back, smoothed it, and said, "Because the yellow hair harassed them."

Li Baihan frowned slightly, "Why did the yellow hair harass them?"

"Because they are your secretary." After Song Weiwei finished speaking, seeing his still puzzled eyes, she sighed, "You probably never noticed that your secretary had unreasonable thoughts about you, did you?"

Li Baihan refused to comment, rather than saying that he didn't notice their thoughts on him, it's better to say that he didn't have them in his eyes at all.

Song Weiwei decided not to waste her words. She picked up the phone and clicked on the company forum, found the link and clicked on it, then handed the phone to him, "Take a look, Tianshan Snowman."

Li Baihan: "..."

Zhou Zheng, who was driving in front, heard her directly calling the nickname given to President Li by the company staff, and he almost drove the car onto the curb.

Fortunately, he stabilized the steering wheel in time and did not cause a car accident.

The car body swayed, and Song Weiwei's body was leaning towards Li Baihan, but now she fell directly into his arms. The cool cedar breath mixed with the man's unique smell rushed into her nose, and she was in a trance for a moment.

Li Baihan wrapped his arms around her waist to prevent her from bumping into him. He raised his eyes to the rearview mirror and said in a deep voice, "Zhou Zheng, drive steadily."

Zhou Zheng hurriedly said, "Got it."

Song Weiwei's ears were slightly hot. She sat up on the seat, brushed her hair uncomfortably, and looked away.

Li Baihan looked at her, maybe even she didn't know that the action of brushing her hair was very attractive, especially the round earlobes exposed, which made people want to bite.

The atmosphere in the backseat is a bit subtle.

Li Baihan lowered his eyes to look at his phone, the page was very simple, but the content was very explosive, Huang Mao changed his appearance and harassed his five secretaries one after another.

There are pictures and the truth, the host's analysis is reasonable, and finally he summed up his statement, saying that Huang Mao wants to rob Mrs. Li for a woman, that is beyond his control.

However, between the lines in this person's words, there is an insinuation that Miaoyiren is the messenger behind the scenes. Although there is no evidence, it is true.

After reading the post, Li Baihan handed her the phone with an indescribable expression, "The company set up an intranet to let them have nothing to do. Gossip about the affairs between the president and the secretary?"

Song Weiwei: "..."

Is this person's brain circuit normal?

She looked at him with her chin propped up, and she had to say that he was really good-looking. His browbones were slightly higher than those of ordinary oriental men, and his long and narrow peach eyes were full of gleams. When he looked at you intently, he looked affectionate. The eyes will make you overwhelmed.

Eh!
It's all the fault of those amorous peach blossom eyes!
"So Mr. Li, what's the secret between you and your secretary that makes Miss Miao jealous of them?" Song Weiwei said.

Li Baihan: "It's a matter of chasing wind and shadow."

"It's not necessarily unfounded. I didn't have any contact with that person just now. He ruined my reputation yesterday. Today he wants to be friends with me. If I hadn't removed his chin yesterday to let him know that I am a ruthless character, what he did today It's not as simple as making amends." Song Weiwei knew Huangmao's tricks well.

He clings to her like a dog's skin plaster, whether he ruins her reputation or befriends her, the ultimate goal is to ruin her.

In fact, she was not afraid of Huang Mao's harassment, but Li Baihan's subtle attitude made her feel a little uncomfortable. He said that the matter of chasing rumors meant that the landlord was gossiping about the ambiguity between him and the secretary, or that Huang Mao was instigated by Miao Yiren. ?

He was protecting Miaoyi people?
Li Baihan pressed his fist to his chin, looked at her quietly, "He dare not do anything to you."

"Of course." Song Weiwei glanced at him with a hint of complacency, "It's unlucky for him to meet me."

The topic stopped here, and Song Weiwei rationally did not continue to delve into it. The relationship between her and Li Baihan is based on what they need, and his obsession with her cannot cancel out his trust in Miao Yiren.

If she continues to delve into it ignorantly, it will only bring their relationship back to freezing point again.

When the car drove into the hotel, the parking boy quickly walked over and opened the rear door. Li Baihan got out of the car first, followed by Song Weiwei.

When the two walked into the hotel lobby, a waiter came to lead the way. They followed the waiter through the corridor, and the two walked towards each other. They were arm in arm, very intimate.

Li Baihan paused, looked at Li's mother, who had a graceful and luxurious temperament, and Miao Yiren beside her, and frowned imperceptibly.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Li's mother saw him from a distance just now, and now she heard him ask this question, she said with a straight face: "Why can't I be here?"

Li Baihan pursed his lips.

Li's mother didn't really argue with her son. Seeing that he pursed his lips and said nothing, she said: "The old man is going to hold a birthday party in two days. Let's book this hotel. I'll come over to see the menu for the day. You are all busy." There was no one to be seen, and it happened that Yiren was free, so I asked her to accompany me."

Miao Yiren looked at Li Baihan obediently, with a pure and innocent expression, "Brother Han, Secretary Song."

Song Weiwei saw Miaoyiren's affectation, she sneered in her heart, they are all thousand-year-old foxes, why pretend to be innocent and harmless?
"This is Secretary Song?" Li's mother looked at Song Weiwei with obvious interest in her eyes, "Seeing once is worse than hearing about it for a long time."

Song Weiwei looked at the noble lady in front of her. She was still as young and beautiful as six years ago, and the years seemed to have treated her particularly favorably, without leaving any traces on her body.

Li Baihan's sentimental peach blossom eyes were probably inherited from her, and when she looked at her like this, she suddenly remembered the first time she saw her, as if it was a lifetime ago.

"Madam, you are so beautiful!"

Li's mother was startled, she looked at the girl in a professional suit in front of her, the thick black-rimmed glasses almost crushed her nose bridge, those familiar eyes almost instantly brought her back to that evening in early summer six years ago.

Li Baihan brought back a little girl. The girl was wearing a clean white dress and stood in front of her pretty. This was the first sentence she said to her.

"Weiwei..." Li's mother fell into the memories, she took a step forward, and excitedly held Song Weiwei's hand, "My good boy, where have you been all these years, why don't you come back to see your mother?"