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

Three people and four hands stirred back and forth in the iron bucket, the popcorn and French fries were thoroughly mixed together, and it was almost impossible to look directly at them.

Song Weiwei looked over Song Chenchen's head, stared at Li Baihan, and said with her lips: "Let go!"

Li Baihan looked at her with a half-smile, and scratched her palm with his finger, and the itching spread from the palm to his whole body.

The hairs all over Song Weiwei's body exploded, she withdrew her hand like an electric shock, but this time Li Baihan didn't catch her, making her escape like a loach.

He took out his hand regretfully, picked up the wet paper towel and wiped off the sugar and salt stains on his hands. Seeing that Song Chenchen was still enjoying himself, he curled his lips and said softly: "Chenchen, French fries are for eating, not for playing."

"Oh," Song Chenchen looked confused. Didn't they have a good time just now?

Li Baihan took his hand out of the metal bucket, wiped it carefully, then took the metal bucket out of his arms, and put it on the empty chair next to it.

Naturally, the fries and popcorn that have been played can no longer be eaten.

Song Chenchen stared at the iron bucket greedily, "Shu Shu, I still want to eat French fries."

"It's not good to eat too much fried food, let's drink orange juice." Li Baihan handed him the orange juice with a straw inserted in it, watching him drink the orange juice with the straw in his mouth, he didn't realize that he was double-labeled at all.

Song Weiwei leaned on the back of the chair, the heat on her face hadn't subsided, and her heart was pounding.

She clenched her fists tightly, as if she could ignore the itching in her palms.

She watched the second half of the movie absent-mindedly, and it wasn't until the headlights turned on that she suddenly realized that the movie was over.

The ending song was playing on the big screen, and the family of three in front got up and left.

Song Weiwei stood up and began to clean up the trash around the seat. Song Chenchen quickly picked up Doraemon's small iron bucket, for fear of forgetting it.

The three walked out of the screening hall. The theater was empty, and only a few people could be seen in the outer hall waiting for the movie to start.

They left the cinema and went downstairs to eat.

Although the restaurant is in the shopping mall, there are quite a few customers at the moment, and many of them go upstairs to eat directly after shopping.

Song Chenchen chose an Italian restaurant and ordered a children's set meal. Song Weiwei looked at the menu and ordered an A set meal for herself.

Li Baihan summoned the waiter with a deep voice, "One set meal for children, two sets set A, a glass of probiotic milk, and a bottle of red wine, thank you."

Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows, looked at the man opposite, "Do you want to drink?"

"Have a drink and enjoy yourself. Besides, the red wine is not intoxicating. Would you like to have a drink with me later?" Li Baihan closed the menu and handed it to the waiter. His bottomless black eyes looked at the woman sitting opposite without blinking. .

His eyes are narrow and long, and they are affectionate peach blossom eyes. When he looks at someone so intently, it will make the other person have the illusion that he is deeply loved by him.

Song Weiwei used to be fascinated by these eyes, absurdly thinking that she was his only one, but later found out that it was just her delusion.

She lowered her eyes, picked up a teacup to drink water, the window was colorful, just in time to see the shiny LOGO of the shopping mall opposite, Li Baihan followed her gaze.

"Like this brand?"

Song Weiwei smiled, "Why, if I say I like it, will President Li buy it all for me?"

Li Baihan leaned on the back of the chair leisurely, looked at the luxury brand, and said, "It's not impossible."

Song Weiwei shook her head, "No need, before I came to Beicheng, my second brother took the agency right of this store in country C and gave it to me. All the counters of C's store in Beicheng are under my name."

Li Baihan raised his eyebrows.

He had previously suspected that the Song family showed preference for her and abused her secretly, but seeing how Song Yuheng protected her and Song Yuanzhuo's behavior of doting on her, she was indeed favored by the Song family.

It's just an adopted daughter, how could this family treat her like this.

Are there details in this that he doesn't know?

"Song Yuanzhuo is really generous, I can't help but sigh to myself." Li Baihan paused, "But I am very puzzled, since you are not short of money, then when you said you want to marry a rich man, you were just fooling me?"

Song Weiwei pursed her lips, "I'm also puzzled by President Li's logic."

"what?"

"Your wealthy families all pay attention to strong marriages. Why do I have to find a man without money to marry him?" Song Weiwei looked at him puzzled, her eyes full of sarcasm.

Li Baihan laughed, Song Weiyi's mouth was really eloquent and merciless.

"It's quite reasonable to say that, then you said before that it was for sleep..."

"Cough, cough, cough." Song Weiwei choked up all of a sudden, she stared at Li Baihan while coughing, the child was still there, what was he talking about that was inappropriate for children?

"Shut up!" Song Weiwei said angrily.

Li Baihan's eyes fell on her rapidly reddened ears, his heart fluttered slightly, but he closed his mouth obediently.

Song Chenchen couldn't understand what the adults were saying, so he wiped off the residue in the iron bucket with a paper towel, thought for a while and cut it on his own head.

Song Weiwei caught a glimpse of a blue jingle cat on his head from the corner of her eye, and was stunned for a moment, "Chenchen, is it dirty?"

"It's not dirty, I've wiped it clean." Song Chenchen's voice came from the iron bucket, and there was an echo. Song Weiwei couldn't laugh or cry.

The guest at the table next to him picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of him, saying, "What a cute kid, it looks like the kid who was dancing upstairs just now."

Song Weiwei saw that he was having fun entertaining himself, so she didn't stop him and let him play by himself.

The waiter served the food very quickly, and the table was filled with three set meals. The red wine was poured into the decanter. Li Baihan picked up the uniquely shaped decanter and poured a small glass of red wine for Song Weiwei.

"The origin of the red wine used in this restaurant is Australia, and each bottle is at least three years old. Try it, it tastes very good." Li Baihan poured himself a small half glass and toasted it.

Song Chenchen hurriedly took down the iron bucket, picked up the probiotic milk in front of him and clinked glasses with them, "Cheers!"

Li Baihan couldn't help but clink glasses with him.

The taste of the red wine was really good, not inferior to Song Weiwei's previous ten-year drink. She took another sip, smacked her lips, and said, "How do you know where the wine is used in this restaurant?"

Li Baihan smiled slightly, "This shopping mall is under the name of Bailaimei Group."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She remembered that this shopping mall is a national chain, but there are chain stores in cities above the city level, and all the brands that enter the mall are high-end brands, especially the brands that enter the first-tier cities are luxury brands.

She remembered that she accidentally read the forecast of the mall's annual profit in a financial magazine last year, so she had to say that Li Baihan was the real originator of Versailles!
Song Weiwei instantly felt that the wine in her mouth was not fragrant.

"President Li, have you never been beaten for speaking like this?"