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

Seeing her turning to leave, Miao Yiren suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, and Aunt Rong, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs and had been paying attention to their movements, felt her heart skip a beat.

"Miss Miao, what are you going to do?"

Miao Yiren's eyes were ferocious, and she stared at Song Weiwei without blinking, "What did you just say, say it again!"

Song Weiwei lowered her eyes and looked at her hand that had been so hard that the phalanx turned white. The other hand raised up and tapped the back of her hand gently.

Miao Yiren immediately felt that her hand was sore and numb, and instinctively let go of the wrist that was holding her, and saw Song Weiwei unhurriedly pulling out a square scarf from her pocket, and slowly wiping the handkerchief she had grasped. place.

The move did little harm, but was highly insulting.

Her pupils shrank suddenly.

Song Weiwei raised her eyelashes, but she didn't look at her. She said softly, "As long as your ears are fine, you should have heard what I just said. This is my home. Please get out mellowly."

Before she finished speaking, the silk scarf fell on her face, and Song Weiwei turned around and went upstairs.

Miaoyiren angrily grabbed the silk scarf covering her face, and shook her fist fiercely at Song Weiwei's back, "Even if my Song family is a skinny camel, it is bigger than a horse. You want my family to go bankrupt. bring it on."

No matter how powerful the Song family is, it is still in Jiangcheng. Unlike their Song family who have taken root in Beicheng for so many years, it is not so easy for Song Weiwei to want her family to go bankrupt!

Aunt Rong took a few steps up the steps, and gave Miao Yiren the order to evict the guests with a cold face, "Miss Miao, please."

Miao Yiren was full of resentment, turned around and went downstairs, and left the villa straight away. When she came to the black Mercedes parked in the yard, she couldn't help but stop, and turned her head to look at the luxurious three-story villa.

She gritted her teeth. What kind of relationship did she have with Song in her life?
Her biological father was surnamed Song, but he was a flirtatious man. He slept with Miao Lingyu and became pregnant with her. If his original wife hadn't died, he wouldn't have married Miao Lingyu.

And she has been discriminated against by her classmates because of her status as an illegitimate daughter. She finally met a man who made her heart flutter, but he didn't even look at her.

She tried everything to get close to him, but in the end she could only watch him marry someone else, and she couldn't do anything.

Song Weiwei and Song Weiwei.

She gritted her teeth and thought, she was able to kill Song Weiwei without anyone noticing back then, and now she can still kill Song Weiwei without anyone knowing.

As long as they are dead, Li Baihan will be hers sooner or later.

Miao Yiren sat in the passenger seat with a distorted complexion, Miao Lingyu saw her ugly face, she glanced at the silent man beside her, and said softly: "Yiren, what did Miss Song say?"

Miao Yiren closed her eyes, turning a deaf ear to her question.

Miao Lingyu's face was a little uneasy, and she babbled, Song Jitian hit a soft nail, and when she was upset at the moment, she angrily scolded: "Can you be quiet, make a lot of noise, such a big family business is being taken care of by you!" Noisy."

Miao Lingyu didn't expect Song Jitian to put such a big pot of shit on her head, she pointed to the tip of her nose and said in disbelief: "I've ruined your family business, Song Jitian, do you have a conscience, who is in the company all day long?" Mess around, put the family of the lover who was raised outside in an important position in the company, if that woman and her concubine hadn't stolen the company's funds this time, would we have come to Jiangcheng to see how people look?"

"Shut up!" Song Jitian subconsciously glanced at Miao Yiren in the passenger seat. No matter how rough his private life was, he was not cheeky enough to be accused like this in front of his daughter.

But Miao Lingyu was very annoyed, especially after Song Jitian married her, there was a lot of gossip. Today, she either went to have a room with this [-]th-tier star, or went to the beach with that [-]th-tier star for vacation.

She turned her eyes and closed her eyes and let it go, but now she wants to be held in a shit bowl by him, and she feels annoyed, "Song Jitian, take care of your lower body, your family fortune is ruined by your lower body."

Song Jitian was furious, and Miao Lingyu tore off his fig leaf in public, which made him feel very embarrassed, so he raised his hand and slapped Miao Lingyu on the face.

"I told you to shut up, didn't you hear me?"

Miao Lingyu was a little dazed by the slap, and when she realized it, she rushed forward, stretched out her hand and scratched Song Jitian, and the two began to fight cursing in the back seat.

Miao Yiren was upset at first, and when she heard the quarrel in the back seat, she wanted to cover her ears, and when she heard Song Jitian beating Miao Lingyu, the two of them were tearing up in the back seat, she broke out completely.

"If you want to beat or scold, go home and close the door, whatever you want, if you are so embarrassing in other people's yards, you are shameless, and I have shame."

After Miao Yiren roared, the back seat finally fell silent. The driver sitting in the cab treated himself as an invisible person just now, but now he was so embarrassed that he wanted to disappear in place.

Miao Lingyu sat back to the original place, she straightened her messy hair, her right cheek was swollen high, and a few clear fingerprints appeared on it.

Song Jitian tidied up his clothes, and there were a few nail marks on his face. He turned his head and snorted coldly, and told the driver to drive.

Miao Yiren sat on the passenger seat like a wooden figure, her eyes were red, but she couldn't shed tears.

Since she was a child, she knew that her parents were different from others. Others' parents lived together. Not only did her parents live separately, but she also called her father uncle.

Later, she looked forward to it day and night, and finally hoped that her mother would enter the family room. After she could call Song Jitian's father openly, she realized that her family was still different from others.

Her parents are always quarreling, because her father can't get rid of eating shit, he is promiscuous everywhere outside, even if he has planted on his lover several times, he still can't control his wandering heart.

She had wondered if this was the case only in her family, or if it was the case in everyone's family.

Once, she went to a classmate's house as a guest. The parents of the classmate's house were ordinary workers. With pitifully small wages, the family lived in harmony and beauty.

She thinks this is an ordinary family and cannot be compared with them.But in a wealthy family like the Li family, Li Cangqing cleans himself up and loves his wife like his own life, which made her longing for marriage and family.

She thought that children who grew up in such a family atmosphere must be very good, and they must also be dedicated and affectionate.

She was right, the man she fell in love with was affectionate and dedicated, but the person he fell in love with was not her.

*
Song Weiwei went back to the bedroom to take a shower, and changed into home clothes. She went outside Song's father and Song's mother's room, raised her hand and knocked on the door, and soon there were footsteps in the door.

Father Song came to open the door. His clothes were a little messy. Seeing Song Weiwei standing outside the door, he coughed uncomfortably and straightened his clothes quickly.

"Song Song is here."

Song Weiwei accidentally glanced at the hickey on his chest, and her expression was a little uncomfortable, as if she accidentally disturbed them.

"Well... Dad, you are busy, I will go up first."

Father Song seemed a little at a loss, he reached out and grabbed her arm, "Song Song, wait a moment, why are you here to see Dad?"

Song Weiwei touched the tip of her nose, feeling that this is not a good time to talk about engagement, afraid of disturbing their elegant mood, she said: "It's all right, I just prepared a gift for my mother, I overslept this morning and forgot to give it to her. Give it to her for me."

Song Weiwei stuffed a delicate box into Father Song's arms, and she turned around and ran upstairs as if fleeing.

Father Song shook his head, closed the door and walked back. Mother Song was poking her head out from behind the bathroom door with a shy face, "Why is Song Song here?"

"It looks like I have something to say." Father Song walked over and handed the box to her. "Maybe I didn't say anything when I saw that we were doing business. Let me give this to you."

Mother Song came out. She was wearing pajamas as thin as cicada's wings. It was so clear that you could see that she was not wearing anything underneath, but she was in good shape, and she still had a graceful charm in this gauze.

She took the exquisite box and studied it, then opened the lid, and there were two jasper rings inside, engraved with magnolia flowers, crystal clear under the light, as if exuding a faint floral fragrance.

"What a beautiful ring." It was the first time Mother Song saw someone make such a beautiful jasper ring. She picked it up and put it on her ring finger. The size was just right.

"Honey, put it on quickly." Song's mother took out the men's ring, which also had a magnolia flower engraved on it, and she said with emotion: "Song Song has a heart, and I still remember that our love flower is a magnolia flower."

Father Song stretched out his hand and asked Mother Song to put it on for him.

He looked down at the glass of magnolia flower jasper ring, then looked up at his lover in front of him, vaguely remembering that the first time they met was under the magnolia tree.

A magnolia flower fluttered and landed on her head. He happened to see it and raised his hand to help her take down the flower. The girl looked at him ignorantly. On a thought, he pinned the flower behind her ear.

Flowers were given to the beautiful woman. Since then, he has formed a good relationship with the beautiful woman and finally entered the palace of marriage.

These two people love each other as before, even though the years have changed, their love for each other has not diminished in the slightest, on the contrary they love each other more and more.

Song Weiwei returned to the bedroom, she sat by the bed in a daze.

She was envious of her parents' deep affection. If she hadn't gotten lost and had been growing up in this family, she would be the happiest person.

It's a pity that now her heart is full of holes. Although she envies her parents to hold the head of the son and grow old together, she also understands that she does not have that fate.

Her fingers accidentally touched the cold case of the phone. She lowered her eyes, picked up the phone, hesitated for a moment, and unlocked it. The screen was clean, with no messages or missed calls.

She couldn't help thinking of the figure half kneeling in the heavy rain last night. She originally thought that he would come to the birthday party today, but he has been silent until now, which made her uneasy.

Her fingers unconsciously rubbed the screen of the phone, and she didn't know where to click, and suddenly jumped to the dialing. When she saw the name on it, she was shocked.

She actually dialed Li Baihan's phone number.

Her scalp tingled for a while, and just about to hang up, the phone over there was cut off before her. She was stunned, looking at the darkened phone screen, feeling lost in her heart.

*
Li Baihan's high fever did not subside, and the fever became worse after boarding the plane. Jianghuai was in a hurry, and asked Zhou Zheng to drive Li Baihan to the hospital as soon as he got off the plane.

Li Qingcheng was on duty tonight, and when he received a call from Jiang Huai, he was waiting at the entrance of the Central Hospital.

His brother's situation is special, and once he has a fever, his physical condition will be unpredictable. He walked back and forth in front of the hospital in a state of desperation, until two beams of headlights came.

He hurried forward to meet him, opened the back seat door, and saw Li Baihan's cheeks were flushed red, and his breath seemed to be on fire, his expression turned serious.

Helping Li Baihan out of the car, they went straight to the inpatient department.

Li Qingcheng took his temperature, heart rate and blood pressure, and took blood for testing. When he saw that the temperature reached 39.8 degrees, Li Qingcheng's face turned green.

Without waiting for other reports, give him an infusion to reduce the fever.

After Li Baihan was settled down, Li Qingcheng took the time to ask Jiang Huai who was standing next to him, "What's going on? Why did my brother burn like this?"

Jiang Huai said: "Mr. Li was caught in the rain last night. After returning to the hotel, he probably didn't change his wet clothes in time. He started to have a fever in the morning, but he insisted not to go to the hospital and wanted to come back."

Li Qingcheng pursed his lips, "It rained, and it didn't rain in Beicheng yesterday. Where did you go?"

"Jiangcheng." Jiang Huai touched the tip of his nose and said.

Li Qingcheng frowned and looked at him, "Don't ask me a question, you answer it, what did my brother do in Jiangcheng, and why didn't he go to the hospital after getting caught in the rain?"

Jiang Huai glanced at the man on the hospital bed with closed eyes, and finally decided to tell the truth, "Secretary Song's mother's birthday is today, and President Li was going to the birthday party, but I don't know what happened last night. When he was there, he was soaked in the rain outside the Song residence."

Li Qingcheng turned his head to look at Li Baihan, his cheeks were very red, but his lips were bloodless, showing a bit of fragility, "What is my brother's identity, how dare Secretary Song's family reject him?"

Jiang Huai sighed softly, "Second Young Master, you may not know that Secretary Song's family is the richest man in Jiangcheng."

"What?" Li Qingcheng looked at Jiang Huai in shock, and was stunned by the news for a while.

Jiang Huai looked at him sympathetically, "Do you think it's unbelievable, and we also think it's unbelievable, but Secretary Song's family is indeed the richest man in Jiangcheng, and their family has power, wealth and power in Jiangcheng."

His implication is that the other party is a local snake, even if Li Baihan is a strong dragon, he can't overwhelm the local snake.

Li Qingcheng thought of the imperceptible demeanor exuded by the brothers and sisters of the Song family, and thought to himself that it is no wonder that Song Yuheng is such a gentleman and cultivated, so he was born in a wealthy family.

He could tell that his brother seemed to be chasing Secretary Song recently, and he didn't care even if Secretary Song had a son, but he didn't care, which didn't mean the Song family could accept him.

He went to Jiangcheng this time and had a closed door. He was so angry that he got caught in the rain again. He might have made himself sick. Thinking about it, he still felt a little sympathetic to his brother.

Little did he know that his conjecture and the facts were separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.

"Does Secretary Song know that my brother is in the rain outside her house?"

Jiang Huai shook his head, "I don't know, he didn't say a word when I went back as CEO, so I didn't dare to say anything or ask anything."

"Look at you." Zhou Zheng rolled his eyes, "If I were..."

"How are you doing, you dare to ask?" Jiang Huai glared at him angrily.

Zhou Zheng: "I don't dare either."

Jianghuai: "..."

Li Qingcheng: "..."

At this moment, Li Baihan woke up groggy, his eyelids were burning hot, and when he saw that he was in the hospital, he closed his eyes again.

"Don't tell anyone about my illness." He ordered in a low voice, and fell asleep again.