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

After Weifan became black, sometimes no one can estimate how much their malice is, just like Miaoyi people don't know why these people hate her so much.

At the exit of the airport, there were rotten eggs all over the floor. The black fans fled without a trace long before the airport special police arrived. Miao Lingyu and Song Jitian were affected by the rotten eggs.

The person ran away, and the special police saw that the person involved was not injured except for being hit by a rotten egg, so they calmed down the person and retreated.

Miao Yiren stood there all the time, her eyes stared blankly at the place where the lengthened Lincoln had parked earlier, Song Yuanzhuo's contemptuous and mocking face, and Song Weiwei's look on the sidelines kept flashing in front of her eyes.

Her hands hanging by her side clenched into fists. She will never forget the humiliation of today, and she will definitely repay it all in the future.

When Miao Lingyu saw the special police leave, she cursed and said, "Do public figures have no human rights? Why should we be dismissed just because we're a black fan?"

Song Jitian saw that there were many people watching around, and some people were recording videos with their mobile phones. He was so angry that he said, "No, no, no."

The boss of his dignified company, if his daughter's black fans make trouble and make entertainment news, how can he have the face to meet his partners later?

But the onlookers didn't care whether he had face or not, anyway, they just snapped at them, and then uploaded the video to Kuaiyin Video.

Song Jitian couldn't beat dozens of people by himself, so he hid his face in the end, not wanting to embarrass himself with his wife and daughter.

Miao Lingyu took out a handkerchief and wiped her body. Seeing that Miaoyi was still standing there, as if she had been hit by a rotten egg, she hurried over to wipe the egg liquid on her face.

The smell of rotten eggs was so stinky, and after being wiped away with a handkerchief, the yellow ball looked disgusting. Miao Lingyu had never encountered such a scene in her life, and she couldn't help retching for a while.

Miao Yiren's complexion changed, she waved Miao Lingyu's hand away, "I don't want you to wipe it, I will do it myself."

She took off the silk scarf tied around her neck and wiped her face, but the egg liquid was slippery, and the more she wiped it, she wiped it for a long time, then suddenly screamed out loud while holding her head.

Miao Lingyu was terrified, and seeing more and more people watching around, she quickly opened the suitcase, dragged out a coat from inside and put it on Miao Yiren.

"Yiren, don't be afraid, let's go to the hotel to clean up first, don't be afraid."

While comforting her, Miao Lingyu led her to find a nearby hotel, but the hotel refused to take them in because they were dirty, as if they had been fished out of the urinal just now.

In the end, Miao Lingyu paid ten times the price and checked in at a small hotel. The three of them went to the bathroom one after another to take a shower, changed their clothes and came out.

Song Jitian sat on the sofa, he had never experienced such a shame in his life, smelling the smell of rotten eggs in the air, he was so sick that he wanted to vomit.

"It's all your fault, look at your wonderful daughter."

Miao Lingyu looked at the closed bathroom door. Miao Yiren had been in for half an hour, and the sound of water hadn't stopped. She was very worried about her. Hearing Song Jitian's reprimand, she sneered and said, "Isn't that your daughter?"

Song Jitian stared, "Don't play word games with me, I didn't agree with her to act in the first place, look, when she became an actor, the Li family thought she was too difficult to be a member of the Li family, so they didn't even think about making her a member of the Li family. daughter in law."

Miao Lingyu was worried about Miao Yiren's state, and was annoyed by Song Jitian. She said: "Who made the company go bankrupt at the beginning, and Yiren had to act in a play to attract investment for you, but now you say There's a sarcastic talk coming."

Song Jitian couldn't hold back, pointing at Miao Lingyu's nose and yelling, "You...it's because you spoil her so much and push all the responsibilities on others, so she can become like she is today, and let her please every man. No, she might as well die."

Miao Lingyu was so angry that her heart seemed to be on fire, she pointed at Song Jitian's trembling hand, "You, you get out!"

Song Jitian was also full of anger. He stood up with a livid face, "Shrex, I was really fooled by lard and married you back then. Since I married you, I haven't lived a good life."

Miao Lingyu was trembling with anger, and threw the pillow on the sofa at Song Jitian. Seeing the pillow hit him, Song Jitian raised his hand to block it, glared at Miao Lingyu angrily, and slammed the door away.

In the bathroom, Miao Yiren was lying in the bathtub, and when she heard her parents arguing outside, she numbly looked at a point in the void.

See, the whole world thinks she's an eyesore, and wishes her to die, but why does she have to die? She wants to live, to live well, so that those who want her to die will feel hurt and hurt their eyes when they see her.

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Extended Lincoln slowly drove into the villa by the riverside, by the fountain pool. Father Song and mother Song stood there hand in hand. Seeing Extended Lincoln driving in, Mother Song grabbed Father Song's palm excitedly, "Our good daughter and grandson are back! gone."

Father Song didn't say a word when he was pinched by her, he was also excited, "I'm back, I'm back, I hope they are back."

As soon as the car came to a complete stop, Song Chenchen slid out of the car, trotted into Song's father and mother's arms.

"Slow down, don't fall." Song's mother stepped forward nervously, and the little guy rushed into her arms like a cannonball. She was shocked to take two steps back, and Song's father supported her waist.

Song's mother picked up Song Chenchen and looked back at Song's father. The tender and tender look fell into the eyes of the three brothers and sisters who had just got off the car.

Song Yuanzhuo said cheaply, "As soon as we come back, you will give us a show of looking at each other affectionately, are you two fleshy?"

Father Song glared at him, "I don't even look right in front of your nephew, Yuheng, you should watch out when you're in Beicheng, don't let him go to Song Song's house, lest you bring Chenchen into trouble."

"Dad, you are prejudiced." Song Yuanzhuo stomped his feet in dissatisfaction, feeling full of malice.

Father Song snorted coldly, looked at Song Weiwei behind him, put away his serious expression, and smiled kindly, "Song Song, you're back, let Dad see if you've lost weight?"

Song Weiwei walked over quickly, leaned over and hugged Father Song gently, "Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Song's mother also reached out to hug her, and then looked at the dark circles on her face, she said with a stern face: "Yu Heng, Yuan Zhuo, I didn't ask you to take good care of my sister, how did you take care of me?"

Song Yuheng and Song Yuanzhuo couldn't argue with this matter, so they had to obediently listen to the training. After Song's mother finished the training, she said to Song's father: "Honey, I knew I couldn't count on them."

"Ma'am is right. When we handed Song Song over to the two brothers, they were white and fat, but now they are black and thin. Those who didn't know thought she was not going to Beicheng, but Africa."

Brothers: "..."

All right, they knew it before they came back, they picked it up, and Song Song is their own daughter.

Song's mother blamed blame, because she really felt sorry for her daughter who suffered hardships outside. Song's father saw her more and more distressed, and tears were about to flow down. He hugged Song Chenchen and called the brothers into the house, so that they could talk about themselves .

Song Weiwei raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her mother's eyes. She smiled and said, "Mom, I'm fine. I haven't suffered. Don't cry."

Song's mother held her hands, "I've lost a lot of weight, and I said I didn't suffer, no, I'm going to Beicheng with you this time, and I want to take good care of you."

Song Weiwei was taken aback, "Mom, the weather in Beicheng is dry, winter is coming soon, the temperature is too low, if I don't come back at the beginning of spring, can you come to Beicheng again?"

Song's mother is not in good health, and the temperature in Jiangcheng is suitable for her to take care of her body. That's why Song Weiwei was so nervous when she heard that she was going to Beicheng to take care of her.

Song's mother said: "But I don't trust you, what if someone bullies you, your brothers are unreliable."

Song Weiwei waved her fist, "No, I will beat anyone who dares to bully me."

Mother Song smiled through tears, and the mother and daughter walked into the villa arm in arm. Mother Song looked at her daughter's side face. Although she had lost a lot of weight, she didn't look as lifeless as before. On the contrary, she was a little more energetic god.

She said, "Song Song, how are you doing in Beicheng?"

"Fortunately, Beicheng has changed a lot. The streets I used to go shopping with my classmates have changed. I went shopping by myself once and almost lost my way." Song Weiwei said with a smile.

Song's mother was always worried about her state. Seeing her smiling and relaxed when talking about Beicheng, she knew that she was doing well in Beicheng.

"When I go to Beicheng, you take your mother for a stroll, and tell your mother about the interesting things you did when you were studying."

Song Weiwei leaned her head on Mother Song's shoulder, her heart was sore, she hummed lightly, and felt Mother Song gently touch her head.

Song's mother originally wanted to ask her how things were going and when she would be able to return to Jiangcheng, but she felt sorry for her daughter, so she didn't ask anything in the end.

Song Weiwei and the others took the morning flight back, and the family had lunch together. In the afternoon, Song's mother was going to the club to try on dresses, so she called all three of her siblings.

Men's dresses are the same from time to time, as long as they fit you well, but girls' dresses should follow this year's trends.

Song's mother ordered ten skirts for her according to Song Weiwei's previous size early in the morning, and each skirt was made into a parent-child outfit for Song Chenchen to wear.

Song Weiwei entered the VIP room with Song's mother, and saw the dresses pushed by the designer. The craftsmanship of each piece was very complicated, requiring 36 embroiderers to sew by hand.

She remembered that there was nothing wrong with the dresses of this family except that they were expensive.

Song's mother ordered ten skirts for her at once, plus parent-child clothes, and millions of them disappeared in the blink of an eye. She said, "Mom, I have a lot of skirts, and I don't need to order any more."

"It's okay, you wear two for this birthday party, and I'll airlift the rest for you. You need to attend a lot of parties in Beicheng, so you need to have a dress to wear." Mother Song didn't feel sorry for money at all, "You used to Lost, only your three elder brothers, I tried to dress them up and refused to let them, but finally found you back, I want to make up for what you lacked when you were a child."

Song Weiwei lowered her eyes, "You will spoil me."

"You are the princess of our Song family, it doesn't matter if you are spoiled, whoever dares to disobey, let your three elder brothers beat him up." Song's mother had a fierce expression and was very protective of the cub.

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, her mother's tone of telling her three brothers to beat him was very similar to the tone in the movie when she said to close the door and let the dogs go.

The mother and daughter were trying on dresses in the dressing room, and Song Chenchen was taken by two uncles to change in the men's dressing room outside. I have to say that Song's mother has excellent fashion taste.

Every design she chose was very classic, and when paired with parent-child outfits, it was like a combination of a fairy mother and son. In the end, the three of them watched Song Weiwei and her son change clothes on the catwalk, and they were dazzled by the dresses they would wear for tomorrow's birthday party. In the end, Song Chenchen could only draw lots to decide.

After trying on the dresses, they headed back home in an extended Lincoln. Chenchen tried on ten sets of small dresses, and now she was snoring in her grandma's arms.

Song Weiwei was sitting next to her, only to remember that her phone hadn't been turned on yet. She took out her phone from her bag and turned it on, and the phone beeped one after another.

She quickly pressed down on the sound outlet and glanced at Song Chenchen. He was in a deep sleep and hadn't been woken up.

Mother Song tilted her head to look over, "What's wrong?"

Song Weiwei shook her head, looked down at the phone screen, there were more than a dozen missed calls, and there were also WeChat message notifications, she clicked on the message notification bar, and saw that the dozen or so missed calls were all from Li Baihan, check the time It was all in the morning after they had just left Longji International.

She clicked on WeChat, and there was a small red dot on Li Baihan's profile picture. She hesitated for a moment, then clicked on the dialog box, and Li Baihan sent dozens of messages one after another.

At the beginning, I asked her where she went, and then asked her to turn on the phone to call him back. The last message was sent a few minutes ago, and she was asked to contact him after turning on the phone.

Song Weiwei frowned and had no intention of contacting him.

However, I don't know if the other party has clairvoyance. Seeing that she turned on the phone and the call came in the next second, she was shocked.

Mother Song had already seen the caller ID, she said, "Song Song, answer it."

Song Weiwei pursed her lips, and finally answered the phone. The other end was very quiet, and the man's voice sounded a little hoarse, "You finally turned on the phone."

Song Weiwei turned her head to look at the familiar street scene outside the window, and she said, "President Li, if I remember correctly, today is the weekend."

When the people in the car heard that she was called Mr. Li, they all looked sideways at her, but Song Weiwei was as indifferent as ever.

"It's indeed the weekend." Li Baihan said.

Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows slightly, "In that case, I'll hang up, Mr. Li, have a nice weekend."

Li Baihan clenched his molars, which shocked him so early in the morning. Now he said happy weekend, no matter how he heard it, he found it ironic. He calmed down the anger in his heart, "Last night..."

"I didn't take what happened last night to heart, and President Li doesn't need to mention it again." Song Weiwei interrupted him, and he let go of his hand last night, so there was nothing to talk about between them.

Li Baihan's hands hanging by his side slowly clenched into fists. She didn't even give him a chance to finish speaking, which shows that she cared in her heart, and he didn't intend to continue talking about it, "I'm in Jiangcheng, I want to see you .”

Song Weiwei's heart skipped a beat, and at the same time she frowned, "How do you know I'm in Jiangcheng?"

"Your phone was turned off and there was no one at home, so I knew you had returned to Jiangcheng. Why didn't you tell me that tomorrow is Mrs. Song's birthday?" Li Baihan said.

Song Weiwei curled her lips, "I don't think it's necessary, Mr. Li, I'm very busy these two days, I'm afraid I won't have time to see you, let's go back to Beicheng and see you."