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

Li Baihan hugged Song Chenchen, as if hijacking a big baby, and gave way to the side, and Song Weiwei's hand was empty.

She frowned and stared at him, there seemed to be annoyance in her eyes, but she looked at him quietly, with anger but not anger, in Li Baihan's eyes, she had a special charm.

He suddenly leaned over, and nibbled heavily on hers with his thin lips, the pain made both of them "hiss" gasp.

He thought Song Weiwei would hide, but this came suddenly, but she didn't hide, which made the calculation in his mind go wrong, so that they kissed until tears filled their eyes.

Song Weiwei covered her mouth, feeling her lips were burning hot, she stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked it, and tasted a fishy-sweet taste.

She was really annoyed this time, glaring angrily at the culprit who failed to steal fragrance and caused bloodshed, "What are you doing?"

Li Baihan's deep eyes fell on her lips, and the pink tip of her tongue that was exposed on her lips just now appeared in his mind, and his throat felt a little itchy.

He coughed dryly, "I'll take you back."

Song Chenchen covered his eyes, but his fingers were wide open. Through his fingers, he glanced at Li Baihan, and then at Song Weiwei who was furious, covering his mouth and laughing.

The two walked side by side, because of the kiss just now, the indifference Song Weiwei tried to pretend was gone, she frowned and said, "Why did you come to Jiangcheng?"

Li Baihan switched Song Chenchen to the other arm so as not to block his view. He turned his head to look at her. She had a pretty profile, she didn't deliberately look ugly, and she didn't hide her face with thick black-framed glasses. Her complexion was fair and ruddy. The lips are not spotted but vermilion, which is extremely beautiful.

"It is said that Jiangcheng's mountains and rivers nourish people, and your skin has become much fairer as soon as you landed."

Song Weiwei's heart skipped a beat suddenly, she glanced at him calmly, seeing that he seemed to be just joking casually, she said: "Maybe it's because I'm in a good mood when I go home, isn't there a saying that makes people feel refreshed on happy occasions?" ?”

Li Baihan suppressed a smile in his heart, if he hadn't confirmed her identity, he would have been fooled by her, "Yes."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She always finds it inconceivable that Li Baihan was fooled by her so easily?This is impossible, if he is so easy to fool, he has already gone bankrupt a thousand times.

"you……"

Li Baihan raised his chin, his pupils were illuminated by the light and were crystal clear, as pure as opals, "Here we are."

Song Weiwei's thoughts were distracted by him, and she went astray in an instant. Looking at the brightly lit villa in front of her, she stopped slowly and said to Song Chenchen, "Chenchen, say goodbye to uncle."

Song Chenchen twisted her buttocks in Li Baihan's arms, reluctant to get out of his arms, "Shu Shu, can I see you tomorrow too?"

Li Baihan was startled, the Song family obviously didn't welcome him, if he forced to go to the birthday party, it would only make the atmosphere worse, he patted Song Chenchen's head, "Go in."

Song Chenchen didn't get an affirmative answer, he was a little disappointed, Li Baihan put him on the ground, looked up at Song Weiwei, feeling a little bit reluctant in his heart, "I'll see you go in before leaving."

Song Weiwei felt a little strange. She took Song Chenchen's hand and walked towards the gate. Song Chenchen turned his head three times a step, and he didn't look away until the green belt blocked his sight.

"Mum, it's so pitiful for Shushu to stand there alone." Song Chenchen looked up at Song Weiwei with a small face, "The teacher said that the visitor is a guest, and it is impolite to turn away the guest."

Song Weiwei leaned over to hug him, the little guy was innocent and innocent, she didn't know how to explain to him the kindness and resentment between adults, "Chenchen, you will understand when you grow up."

Song Chenchen lay on her shoulders, "My lord is so complicated, I don't want to grow up."

"Then you will be Mommy's baby for the rest of your life, okay?" Song Weiwei chuckled softly.

Song Chenchen tilted his head and thought for a while, then wrinkled his face and said, "No, I want to grow up quickly, and when I grow up, I can protect Mommy."

Song Weiwei felt sour in her heart, "Mummy doesn't want you to protect her. Mommy only wants you to grow up healthy and healthy. Mommy will be satisfied."

"But I want Mommy to be happy every day, Mommy, are you unhappy that Shushu came to Jiangcheng to find us?"

Song Weiwei shook her head.

Song Chenchen stopped talking, adults are all liars, they are obviously unhappy, but they still pretend to be nonchalant.

The mother and son walked away while talking, but no one came out from the darkness, watching them enter the villa, that person opened the door of the anteroom and went out.

Li Baihan hadn't left yet, when he saw the person coming, his eyes became a bit more surprised, and when the person approached, he said, "Auntie."

It was Mother Song who came.

Song's mother was wearing a windbreaker, and the night wind blew, and the belt fluttered. She nodded to Li Baihan, "I have heard that the eldest son of the Li family in Beicheng is a good-looking talent. He is really handsome and handsome."

Li Baihan could tell that Song's mother did not mean to praise her, even though her attitude was very friendly, it still made him feel a strong sense of harshness and hostility.

What happened back then, he hurt Song Weiwei deeply, and then there was a car accident. The Song family must blame him, so the two brothers of the Song family did not want to see him very much.

Even Song Mu, who is as gentle and intellectual as Mother Song, made no secret of her hostility towards him.

"Song Song is my daughter. When I saw her, she was lying in the ICU with tubes inserted all over her body. No part of her body was healthy."

Li Baihan's heart twitched violently.

Mother Song looked at his expression, as if she wanted to make him feel guilty and distressed, she continued: "Her condition is too bad, she has been living in the ICU for nearly two months, and her organs have failed one after another. Over and over again, the critical illness notices we received in those two months were thick and stacked."

Li Baihan's thin lips were tightly pursed, Mother Song's voice was like a sharp knife scraping his flesh and piercing his heart, causing him unbearable pain.

Song's mother lowered her eyes, hiding the tears in her eyes, "I don't know how she made it through, maybe she still has something she can't let go of in this world, and in the end she passed the dangerous period, but became a vegetable. It's not the worst case, the worst thing is that she is so weak that she is pregnant at this time."

Li Baihan suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Even though he had thought a thousand times and ten thousand times that Song Chenchen was his biological son, he never dared to entertain such delusions. He even suspected that the paternity test that Miao Yiren showed him had been tampered with, and that Song Chenchen was not Song Weiwei's biological son. .

But the reality told him bloodily that Song Chenchen was indeed his and Song Weiwei's child, and when she was unconscious, this child miraculously took root in her body.

Song's mother shot at him like a sharp arrow, and her face was distorted with intense hatred, "Do you know how much we hated those who bullied her and abandoned her at that time? We managed to get her out of hell Pulled back, but her life is hanging by a thread because of this child."

Li Baihan staggered back a few steps, his body trembling faintly in the cold wind.

Mother Song took a deep breath, as if she couldn't bear the intense emotions, she said slowly: "After the car accident, her body was seriously injured, and being pregnant with this child made her condition worse. We tried to abort this child. Keep the adults, but she seems to be conscious, as long as we want to kill the child, she will cry, even if she is lying unconscious on the hospital bed, she is still protecting the child."

Li Baihan's eyes were red, his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, and his breathing was burning. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Song's mother stared at him, "Master Li, you can't take it even after listening to me, then think about it, how does it feel for Song Song who is really lying there struggling in pain?"

Her voice paused, "You should have guessed her identity when you came here, but Mr. Li, everyone has the right to pursue her, but you don't."

"I..." Li Baihan's voice was hoarse, and his throat hurt as if it had been cut by a sharp knife.

After Song's mother said these murderous words, she didn't feel any better in her heart. She turned the heartache she had endured in the past six years into resentment, and threw it all on Li Baihan, watching him suffer, But she didn't feel happy.

"You go, our Song family doesn't welcome you." Mother Song turned and left after finishing speaking.

Li Baihan's eyes were burning, and Song's mother's words made him feel a surge of emotion. He could only feel the sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. His eyes went dark, and he fell to one knee on the ground.

Thunder rolled across the sky, rumbling as if the sky was roaring in anger. In an instant, big raindrops fell, and Li Baihan knelt on one knee and remained motionless.

After Song Weiwei put Song Chenchen to sleep, she returned to her room and was about to tell Tmall Genie to close the curtains when she suddenly remembered something, she walked to the French window and looked out.

The rain poured down all over the sky, and the night was shrouded in white mist.

Suddenly, she seemed to see someone squatting on the ground under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree outside the gate. She frowned and looked, and there was a light shining in from a distance, and she could see that there was indeed someone there.

She was suspicious in her heart, Li Baihan should have left long ago, could it be that she was dazzled?
She turned around and walked to the desk, picked up the binoculars that her elder brother gave her, and went back to the window. With the binoculars, she could clearly see the man kneeling on one knee in the rain.

She frowned, that was Li Baihan, what was he doing kneeling in the rain?
Before she could think about it, she put down the binoculars, put on some clothes and hurried out the door.

She walked down the stairs in a hurry, and when she reached the living room on the first floor, she almost collided with Song Yuanzhuo who came out of the kitchen. Song Yuanzhuo hurriedly supported her, "Where are you going in a hurry?"

Song Weiwei pursed her lower lip nervously. If anyone in the family hated Li Baihan the most, it was Song Yuanzhuo. If she said that she went out to look for Li Baihan now, he would definitely send her back.

"I..." She scratched her head, she didn't expect that there were still people up at this point, and she couldn't think of any reason for a while, so she said, "I'm thirsty, come down and get a glass of water."

Song Yuanzhuo was holding a glass of water in his hand, and he handed it over, "I just poured it, and I haven't drunk it yet, after you drink it, go up and rest, the makeup artist will come to make up for you and our mother tomorrow morning, and I'm going to sleep late tomorrow Have dark circles."

Song Weiwei took the water glass silently, and subconsciously glanced outside the door. Standing on the first floor, the sound of rain outside the house was very loud, which disturbed her a little.

Song Yuanzhuo stared at her after drinking the water, took the empty glass, and drove her upstairs, "Go to sleep, cover the quilt at night, don't catch a cold."

Song Weiwei said helplessly, "I'm not a child."

Song Yuanzhuo raised his hand and lightly landed on top of her head, rubbing her head like coaxing a child, "In the heart of the second brother, you are a child."

Song Weiwei's eyes were slightly hot, she took a step forward, hugged Song Yuanzhuo lightly, then turned around and went upstairs.

Song Yuanzhuo froze in place, and after a while he raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose unnaturally, but the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, thinking that he was really a child.

Song Weiwei returned to the room, restless, she walked slowly to the window and looked out through the binoculars. In the misty rain, the man kneeling there on one knee had disappeared.

She looked around with the binoculars, but she didn't see the figure of the man, and she felt lost in her heart.

Is he gone?

It rains so much, and it's so cold, a fool will keep getting wet in the rain. He must have gone back.

She put down the binoculars and ordered Tmall Genie to close the curtains. She lifted the quilt and lay down under the quilt, and the warmth instantly enveloped her.

*
A black car was driving in the pouring rain, Jiang Huai sat in the driver's seat, found a clean towel from the cupboard and handed it to the drenched man in the back seat.

"Boss Li, take a towel and wipe it off, it's time to catch a cold."

While speaking, Li Baihan sneezed loudly. He took the towel and covered his face. He couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on his face, but his eyes hurt badly.

Jiang Huai came to Jiangcheng with Li Baihan, and when he got off the plane, Li Baihan threw him and his suitcase at the airport, and he left first.

He had just taken a taxi and hurried over after receiving a call from Li Baihan earlier. When he saw the man kneeling on one knee in the rain, he looked sad and regretful, and his eyes were red.

At that moment, he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on his face.

Until now, he didn't understand why Li Baihan knelt on one knee outside Song's residence, nor did he know what happened to him.

Even if Song Weiyi was the adopted daughter of the Song family, he wouldn't have resorted to such bitter tricks in the pouring rain in order to pursue her.

Jiang Huai withdrew his eyes and concentrated on looking at the road ahead, but he didn't stop babbling, "President Li, you didn't let me continue to investigate Secretary Song before, did you already guess that she is the adopted daughter of the Song family in Jiangcheng?"

No echo.

Jiang Huai looked up at the rearview mirror, the man's head was buried in a clean towel, his shoulders seemed to be shaking faintly, he wondered.

Mr. Li, is this crying?

How much stimulation did the Song family make him suffer, to make this man known as a cold-blooded devil in the mall break down and cry?
The car drove all the way to the hotel, Jiang Huai didn't dare to say more, except for the crackling of raindrops on the roof, there was no other sound in the car.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the hotel. Li Baihan's eyes were redder than when he got in the car just now.

Now Li Baihan was sent to the door of the hotel room, he was about to speak when he saw the man slam the door, indifferent and heartless like a scumbag who throws it away after use.