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

Song Weiwei didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Li Baiming's gourd, but she decided to meet him. Anyway, it was broad daylight, and she wasn't worried that he would harm her.

Li Baiming received her affirmative answer, and watched her enter the elevator happily. As soon as he turned around, he saw the man getting out of the car, and the smile on his face froze immediately.

The two looked at each other.

"Brother." Li Baiming froze for a moment, and then a smile crept back on his face. He looked at the man in front of him. He was wearing a black suit, which made his face paler and his lips paler.

He squinted his eyes. Others didn't know where Li Baihan had been these past few days, but he was very clear. He thought he had a relapse, but when he found out it was just a fever, he didn't make trouble.

His good elder brother is too ruthless, he just came back from Ningcheng, but he can't be expelled back by his elder brother after finding a reason before the ground is hot.

Li Bai stared at him coldly, the man's gaze was malicious, he frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Why are you here?"

"Of course I came to see Eldest Brother." Li Baiming greeted him courteously, and when he approached, he said softly, "Elder Brother, you look very bad, are you sick?"

Li Baihan had just been discharged from the hospital after his fever had subsided, and he had been lethargic for the past few days, with a very sick look on his face.He has tall brows and deep eyes, and his lips are slightly pale. Even if he is very sick, he still looks like a dormant tiger, making people dare not take half a step too easily.

His thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his cold voice carried a warning, "Third brother, don't just hook up with people from my company."

Li Baiming met his gaze, his heart froze, the hairs on his back stood on end, and then an unscrupulous smile appeared on his face, "Brother, what are you talking about, the employees of your company are the ones I hook up with whenever I want."

Li Bai gave him a cold look, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and walked towards the elevator with his long legs.

Li Baiming watched the man's tall body pass him by, so arrogant that he didn't even glance at him out of the corner of his eye, as if he was air.

Seeing the back of the man drifting away, Li Baiming felt depressed. Li Baihan was so conceited that one day, he would trample him under his feet.

Song Weiwei returned to the office. She glanced in the direction of the CEO's office. She knew that Li Baihan was still in the hospital, but seeing the office that had been vacant for several days, she was still a little uncomfortable.

She turned around and went for tea to get a basin of warm water, returned to the office area, walked straight into the CEO's office, and saw the man who was hanging his coat on the hanger.

She froze for a moment, "Why did you leave the hospital?"

Li Baihan paused, then hung up the clothes hanger, turned to look at her, "I was discharged from the hospital when I got well, why, you don't welcome me back?"

Song Weiwei walked in with the basin, put the basin on the carpet, wrung out the rag carelessly, and began to wipe the dust off the bookshelf.

"You are the boss here, I am a part-time employee, how dare I not welcome you?"

Li Baihan was leaning against the desk, he was slender, his legs looked very long leaning on the desk like this, he folded his arms around his chest, looking at her back with ease.

"Song Weiyi?"

Song Weiwei paused while wiping, and looked up at him. The man's complexion was pale, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, and she responded.

Li Baihan didn't speak, just looked at her and called her name again, "Song Weiwei?"

Song Weiwei rolled her eyes impatiently, removed all the books from the shelf, wiped off the dust, and put the books back again, this time she didn't even answer.

Li Baihan seemed to be addicted, his voice was slightly low, "Song Weiyi?"

The words "Song Weiyi" rolled across the tip of his tongue. In fact, he wanted to call her by her real name, but he couldn't, so he had to call her "Song Weiwei" once, but the unforgettable name was engraved on the tip of his heart.

Song Weiwei was annoyed, "You are called Hun."

Li Baihan laughed softly.

Hearing his laughter, Song Weiwei stared at him in embarrassment, muttering, "What's wrong?"

Li Baihan laughed to himself for a long time. Although he had identified her as Song Weiwei before, he never got a definite answer. He couldn't help but suspect that he missed her too much, so he allowed himself to believe that the other person was her.

This time when he went to Jiangcheng, although Mother Song's words were harsh, she also told him the truth.

Song Weiyi is his, and Song Chenchen is also his.

While feeling guilty and blaming himself for the harm he did to her back then, he was also secretly happy. He really did not admit the wrong person, so he tossed himself between self-blame and joy.

Now seeing her standing in front of him properly, he was only happy.

"It's okay, I'll just call you."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She glanced at him sideways, and felt that the man's smile was a bit creepy. She looked away, and felt that after the man got sick, besides being clingy, other problems had developed a lot.

"You have to be energetic. See if there are any documents in your hand that are almost taller than your own, and deal with them quickly. Other departments are waiting for them."

Li Baihan glanced back at the stacks of thick documents on the desk, his expression was a bit sad, "I'm just sick, and I have no strength."

Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows, "Then you should stay in the hospital and leave the hospital after you recover from your illness. Let me add bricks and tiles to those stacks of documents and give you a congratulatory gift."

Li Baihan's face darkened, and he said he was heartless.Seeing that he was so sick, she didn't say to coax him well.

Song Weiwei didn't pay attention to him anymore, she moved neatly, and quickly finished cleaning the office. She picked up the basin and turned around, almost bumping into the tall man who walked behind her at some point.

She stepped back quickly, the water in the basin shook a few times, splashed on her clothes, and wet a large area.

She stared at him speechlessly, "President Li, are you walking silently?"

Seeing that her clothes were wet, Li Baihan quickly took out the decorative handkerchief in his suit pocket and wiped the water off her body, but the fabric of her clothes was easy to absorb water, so he couldn't dry it no matter how much he wiped.

Song Weiwei slapped his hand away unceremoniously, "Don't wipe it, I'll go to the bathroom to dry it."

There is a hand-drying device in the bathroom, which can be used to dry clothes in extreme times, but the premise is that the clothes must be taken off.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Li Baihan immediately reached out to grab her wrist, took the water basin from her hand, and said, "There is a hair dryer in the lounge, you go and deal with it, I'll take the water basin back."

Song Weiwei glanced at him, feeling uncomfortable with wet clothes sticking to her body, but she didn't insist anymore, after all, this is a company.

She went out from the president's office, and then went to the bathroom to dry clothes. If someone bumped into her, some rumors might spread.

She turned and walked into the lounge, found a hair dryer in the bedside table, and started drying the clothes.

Li Baihan went back and forth quickly, and when he heard the buzzing sound of the hair dryer coming from the lounge, he hesitated for a moment, and walked over slowly.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no sound from inside. He waited for a while, and then gently pushed the door open.

Song Weiwei's back was turned to him, and she didn't notice that he had gone in. She was blowing her clothes intently, Li Baihan coughed lightly, then went around and stood in front of her.

He leaned down slightly, took the hair dryer from her hand, and said, "I'll blow it for you."

Song Weiwei was not polite to him, seeing him holding the hem of her clothes with one hand and blowing the hair dryer up and down with the other, she suddenly said, "Mr. Li, I heard that you got sick because you were caught in the rain in Jiangcheng. That night ..."

The buzzing sound of the hair dryer overwhelmed her voice, Li Baihan saw her lips moving, looked up at her slightly, turned off the hair dryer and asked her, "What did you just say?"

Song Weiwei pursed her lips, but finally didn't ask any more questions.

Li Baihan stared at her for a while, his eyes slowly fell on her lips, this is an extremely ambiguous and intimate distance, as long as he leans forward a little, he can kiss those two rosy lips.

The man's eyes suddenly became extremely deep, and Song Weiwei saw two clusters of small sparks in his eyes, she subconsciously took a step back, her lips were a little dry, "I, I'm going out first."

In the next second, her waist was hugged by the man, and she was directly attached to the man's firm body. Her heart thumped, as if she had stepped on the empty space.

She looked up at him, and saw that he threw away the hair dryer very rudely, pinched her chin with bony fingers, bowed his head and kissed her.

Song Weiwei's heart skipped a beat.

The clean smell of aftershave and the smell of hormones on a mature man invaded Song Weiwei's breath instantly.

Li Baihan's kiss was not innocent, full of control, even rough, as if eager to prove something, this kiss was not gentle at all.

Song Weiwei struggled a bit at first, but she was soon trembling from the kiss, her hands were unconsciously hooked around the other's neck, accepting the reckless behavior of the other party between her lips and teeth.

Originally, Li Baihan just wanted to kiss her to make sure that she really existed, but once he met her, he became addicted, his lips and teeth grinded together, and he never wanted to let her go for the rest of his life.

Song Weiwei has been thinking about borrowing something these days. At this time, she originally wanted to push the boat along, but this is an office, and people will come at any time, so it is not suitable for doing things that are not suitable for children.

She still had reason in her mind, and when she couldn't breathe, she put her hands on the man's chest and turned her head to avoid his increasingly passionate kiss.

Both were out of breath.

Fireworks exploded in Song Weiwei's mind. Her eyes were blurred and she kept panting. Seeing the man take a step forward, she seemed to continue.

She took another step back and raised her hand to stop him from approaching.

"Boss Li, this is the office, and it's working hours." She didn't mind being a seductress, but she didn't want to have anything to do with him in this place where people would come anytime.

Li Baihan looked at her with a half-smile, misinterpreting what she meant, "You mean, as long as I'm not in the office or working hours, I can do whatever I want with you?"

Song Weiwei: "..."

As expected of a man with an IQ of 180, she gave her full marks for reading comprehension.

She took a steady breath, flew a glance at him, and saw that his thin lips, which were bloodless, were now bright red, which was bitten out by her just now, and her face also turned bright red.

"I'm going to work first."

Li Baihan watched her staggering away from the back, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he raised his hand to wipe his lips, but the aftertaste was endless.

Li Baihan went back to work in the company. I don't know if it was because of the rippling kiss in the morning. He seemed to have been beaten to death, and he answered all the documents that had been backlogged on his desk for several days in the morning.

Some proposals were passed, and some were called back. Song Weiwei stepped on high heels to carry documents back and forth, and distributed them to various departments, causing blisters on her heels.

Finally, when it was lunch time, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat at her desk without wanting to move.

Shen Qingyuan came to find her to eat, she was putting a band-aid on her heel, Shen Qingyuan saw it, and clicked his tongue a few times, "Mr. Li's return is really fatal."

Song Weiwei put on the Band-Aid and put on her high heels again, "No, I don't know if I ate spinach."

Shen Qingyuan didn't understand the stalk, "What?"

"Popeye." Song Weiwei licked her lower lip, right where it was bitten by Li Baihan in the morning, and she frowned in pain.

Shen Qingyuan also noticed that her lips were broken, and she couldn't help staring at her twice, "Secret Song, the weather is dry now, sitting in the heating room every day, you need to drink more water."

Song Weiwei responded, "Oh."

"I still need to wear lip balm." Shen Qingyuan said, excitedly recommending lip balm to Song Weiwei, "I bought a lip balm from Spice Girls a few days ago, and I have used it a few times. Do you think my lips are watery now?"

Song Weiwei took a look, "Yes."

Shen Qingyuan said with emotion: "A big brand is a big brand, but it is expensive. A small bottle costs 500 yuan. Speaking of which, her skin care products are all ladies' grade."

Song Weiwei nodded, "So we have to work hard to make money."

The two walked towards the elevator together. As soon as they entered the elevator, Song Weiwei's cell phone rang. When she picked up her cell phone to answer the call, someone walked into the elevator.

A not unfamiliar male voice came from the other end of the phone, "Secretary Song, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Song Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and remembered who was calling. She looked at Li Baihan who had just walked into the elevator, and felt guilty for some reason, "Oh, I'll get down right away."

Li Baiming had been waiting for her for a while, but didn't see her come down, so he called to remind her, and hung up the phone with a bad expression on his face.

How dare a secretary treat Qiao Cheng like this?
Song Weiwei clutched her mobile phone and met the man's gaze. She didn't know what to say, but Shen Qingyuan asked from the side, "Secret Song, aren't you eating in the cafeteria?"

Song Weiwei looked at her apologetically, "I'm sorry, Qing Yuan, someone invited you to dinner at noon, I'll accompany you another day."

"Oh." Shen Qingyuan was not angry when she was let go. She glanced at Li Baihan who was standing next to him. The man had a strong sense of presence, "Who invited you?"

She got closer and heard a man's voice.

Song Weiwei glanced at Li Baihan again, seeing that he was staring straight at her, not shying away from Shen Qingyuan's existence at all, she felt uncomfortable being watched by him, and whispered, "A familiar."

Shen Qingyuan seemed to have been opened to some strange ideas, "Could it be the apprentice from last time, Secretary Song, I don't see him as a good person."

Song Weiwei smiled, "I also don't think he is a good person."

Last time, that non-mainstream person persisted in harassing her for a few days, and after Song Yuheng arranged for her to teach him how to behave again, he never came to harass her again.