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

Song Weiwei's heart skipped a beat, she subconsciously turned her head sideways, but the hot breath was still lingering in her ears, she tried her best to look calm.

"Boss Li is harassing me at work?"

Li Baihan lowered his eyes, and the light from his half-closed eyes fell on her earlobes. The backs of her ears were covered with a blush, and the tips of the ears were stained red, which made his heart flutter.

"Aren't you very happy to see me unlucky?"

Song Weiwei's breathing paused slightly, because the man opened his mouth and bit her earlobe, she shuddered all over, and then remembered that he shared the bed with Miao Yiren last night, flirting with her in the conference room today, it's really dirty!

She raised her hand and pushed him away.

Li Baihan was caught off guard for a moment, and was pushed back a few steps by her. He looked at her in astonishment, but saw that all the blood on her face had faded away, and there was no warmth in her eyes looking at him.

"Mr. Li, just got off another woman's bed and came to tease me, aren't you afraid of kidney deficiency?"

Li Baihan stopped walking towards her, he squinted his eyes and looked at her, his handsome face sank slightly, "What did you say?"

Song Weiwei squeezed the meeting minutes in her hand, looking at the man's unparalleled handsome face, she raised her lips coldly, "It's nothing, I just think you're dirty!"

Li Baihan's cold black eyes suddenly ignited two clusters of anger, he moved his lips, he didn't know whether he wanted to explain or curse, and finally slammed the door angrily and left.

Song Weiwei stood with her back against the wall, feeling cold from her back, she took out a small pack of disinfectant wipes from the pocket of her one-piece skirt, and slowly wiped the earlobe bitten by Li Baihan.

She didn't throw the wet tissue into the trash can until her ears were so red that they were about to bleed, and strode out of the conference room.

Song Weiwei returned to the office. Shen Qingyuan poked her head out from behind the partition. She glanced at the CEO's office, but she didn't see Li Baihan. She lowered her voice and shouted, "Secretary Song, are you going to have lunch? I'm so hungry."

Song Weiwei put the meeting minutes back in the drawer, tidied up the table, and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to a barbecue."

"It's almost one o'clock, is there time to eat barbecue?" Shen Qingyuan glanced at the time, she had been waiting for her to end the meeting, and couldn't help swallowing when talking about barbecue.

"It's okay, in time."

The two took the elevator downstairs, and Shen Qingyuan glanced at her from time to time. In fact, she was quite worried about Li Baihan and Miao Yiren after they were trending this morning.

She had seen those photos, and even if she claimed to be a bitch appraiser, she dared not say that there was no more intimate relationship behind the last photo.

She had encouraged Song Weiyi to coax President Li before, but in the end, President Li was in two boats.

She didn't go to eat at noon, she just wanted to wait for Song Weiyi to come together, and say something to comfort her by the way.

But Song Weiyi was much calmer than her, and she looked like a normal person, so she wasn't sure if she wanted to say those useless comforts.

Just before she could figure it out, the elevator opened with a "ding dong". Outside the elevator stood Miao Yiren and Su Mier. The four of them looked at each other, and for a moment the air was filled with the tension of meeting each other on a narrow road.

Miao Yiren still has exquisite makeup, and she is wearing a Chanel high-order suit. Even though the contract has been terminated by the Bailaimei Group, she still doesn't look like a bereaved dog.

She frowned fiercely when she saw Song Weiyi, and the next second, she walked in.

Su Mier hesitated a step behind her, but chose to follow.

The elevator door closed, and it went down slowly. Miao Yiren raised her hand and brushed her hair inadvertently. Song Weiwei was standing behind her, and she caught a glimpse of a group of crimson marks under her ears from the corner of her eye.

Before she could see clearly, her hair was hanging down, and the imprint was faintly visible in the hair, which was even more eye-catching.

Song Weiwei suddenly remembered the scene of Li Baihan biting her ear in the conference room just now, and her heart was overwhelmed.

Shen Qingyuan saw that her complexion was not good, and she seemed to be trying her best to hold back her nausea. She asked in a low voice, "Secret Song, are you feeling well?"

Song Weiwei pursed her lips, the air was full of the smoky smell of Miao Yiren's perfume, which made her dizzy, and she said lightly, "It's a little disgusting."

When Miaoyiren standing in front of her heard the words, she snorted coldly, "Secretary Song's ability to accuse Sang and scold Huai really opened my eyes."

Song Weiwei didn't want to talk to her very much.

But how could Miao Yiren let her go, she turned around and stared at her, "I was with Brother Han last night, we are going to get engaged soon, I hope you can be more sensible, don't post it upside down."

"Who are you talking about?" Shen Qingyuan glared at Miao Yiren angrily, "You have been chasing Mr. Li for six years, but Mr. Li ignored you. I don't know what method you used to climb into his bed last night. I was fired today and said that you two are getting engaged, who do you want to laugh at?"

Miao Yiren stared at Shen Qingyuan fiercely, and tried her best to win respect, "The dismissal was discussed with Brother Han. After all, I will marry into the Li family. It is not appropriate to continue to show my face after becoming Mrs. Li."

In fact, she didn't even go into Li Baihan's room last night, and she couldn't meet him today.

It's just that in front of Song Weiyi, she has to be strong in order to make her retreat.

Shen Qingyuan didn't know how authentic Miao Yiren's words were, she looked at Secretary Song, her eyes were very cold, without any fluctuation.

She felt trembling in her heart, "Secret Song..."

Song Weiwei said expressionlessly: "Then congratulations to Miss Miao for finally fulfilling her wish and living up to your six years of painstaking calculations, but Miss Miao doesn't have to be too happy, after all, there are variables before everything is finalized, isn't it?"

Miao Yiren's complexion changed, and then she smiled coquettishly: "You are just jealous of me, but it's okay, I just like to see you jealous of me, but you can't replace me."

"Jealous of you?" Song Weiwei chuckled lightly, "You deserve it too?"

Miao Yiren's face changed drastically, "Song Weiyi, I advise you not to offend me, otherwise your end will be miserable!"

"Really? Is it like Mr. Li's previous secretaries who got into a car accident out of nowhere, so I'm really scared." Song Weiwei said she was afraid, but there was no trace of fear on her face. Instead, she was full of fear. provoked.

Miaoyi was so angry that she was mad, she tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart, and she had an expression that I couldn't understand what you were talking about, "Does Miss Song have persecution paranoia?"

"Maybe, maybe Miss Miao is a hidden murderer?" Song Weiwei said.

The word "murderer" severely stimulated Miao Yiren's nerves, her face changed completely, and she looked at Song Weiwei with a particularly terrifying look, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Weiwei looked at her coldly, "Are you talking nonsense, Miss Miao knows very well, after all, everything you do will leave traces, don't you think so, Miss Miao?"

Miao Yiren stared into her eyes, and at that moment, she seemed to see the shadow of the dead Song Weiwei in these eyes.