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

After eating, the three of them went downstairs chatting and laughing, but at the gate they ran into the Li family who had finished the family banquet. Li Minglan had sharp eyes, and immediately waved to Song Weiwei's Lucky Cat, "Secretary Song, you guys are done eating too."

As he said that, he sneaked a look at Song Yuanzhuo who was standing beside Song Weiwei. Maybe it was because he was wearing a white suit, but on the contrary, the evil spirit on him faded a lot.

Everyone followed Li Minglan's gaze. Li Cangqing first recognized Song Yuanzhuo, then He Lanzhou, and finally set their eyes on Song Weiwei.

If they were just guessing before, now they are sure that Secretary Song is the adopted daughter of the Song family in Jiangcheng.

The faces of the Li family members were all different, and they all looked at the two people beside Song Weiwei. Mr. Li has seen countless people. Although he has been spending his life at home in recent years, seeing the extraordinary bearing of these two young people, he also guessed their relationship. identity.

Song Yuanzhuo just nodded lightly, but he didn't pay attention to them.

Seeing that Song Yuanzhuo didn't even look at her from the corner of the eye, Li Minglan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, the handsome guy is so cold, and he doesn't know if there will be a chance to see her next time.

Thinking of this, she trotted to Song Weiwei regardless of the presence of her family, "Secretary Song, can I come and play with you when you are resting on weekends?"

Song Weiwei looked at Li Minglan and remembered her childhood, her expression softened, "Of course."

Li Minglan immediately smiled, "Then I'll send you a message in advance."

"it is good."

Talking here, the car has already driven over, the doorman handed the car key to Song Yuanzhuo, Song Yuanzhuo raised his hand and gently put it on Song Weiwei's shoulder.

But for a moment, he felt two sharp eyes on the back of his hand, as if they were going to burn two holes in his hand.

He hooked the corners of his lips calmly, "Song Song, the car is here, get in the car."

Song Weiwei nodded, and then said to Li Minglan: "Then I'll go first, and we'll make an appointment later."

"Yeah." Li Minglan reluctantly watched her bend down and get into the car, and then at Song Yuanzhuo who closed the car door thoughtfully, thinking that you should look back at me.

However, Song Yuanzhuo didn't look back, he greeted He Lanzhou to get in the car, sat in the cab by himself, started the car and drove off after a while.

Seeing the taillights of the car disappear around the corner, Li Minglan felt lost in her heart.

He is so cruel!
Li Baihan was also disappointed. The two brothers and sisters seemed to have been abandoned by the whole world. They looked pitiful, but one of them only knew about lovesickness, and the other had already lost lovesickness.

Standing behind the crowd, Li Baiming naturally recognized Song Yuanzhuo.

He knew a thing or two about Song Yuanzhuo's deeds of expanding his territory in the commercial field of Beicheng, and he knew how terrible it was for this man to risk his life to do business.

In just a few years, he has gained a firm foothold in Beicheng, and even developed a headhunting company to the world. I have to respect him as a ruthless person.

This person is powerful, very good at winning people's hearts, and knows how to use them well. As the boss of a headhunting company, this job is tailor-made for him.

It is said that he has [-] top talents in his hands, covering various fields, and the annual commission is as high as several hundred million. He can make such a profit just by reselling talents. I have to say that he is awesome.

But how could Song Yuanzhuo be with Secretary Song?
When he approached Secretary Song before, he simply felt that Grandpa and Li Baihan treated her a little differently, so he couldn't help but want to approach her.

But now that he is with Song Yuanzhuo, it is quite puzzling to him.

When Li's mother saw that the second son of the Song family in Jiangcheng was opening the door for Song Weiwei attentively, she knew in her heart that she must be the adopted daughter of the Song family.

She met Song Yuanzhuo at a certain banquet before. This aristocratic son has an extraordinary bearing, handsome appearance, and a charming smile.

Looking at her daughter's girlish appearance, her heart skipped a beat. Seeing her family's car approaching, she dragged Li Minglan into her car.

Li Minglan didn't want to go back with them, so her lips were pouted, so Li's mother said, "Ming Lanzi, don't get too close to Secretary Song."

Li Minglan looked puzzled, "Why?"

Knowing daughter is Mo Ruomu, how can Li's mother not know the little innocence in her heart, "Just listen to me."

Li Minglan pursed her lips, "I think Secretary Song is pretty good, and my brother relies on her very much, and she is knowledgeable and aesthetically pleasing, so I want to associate with her."

Li's mother didn't get angry at one place, and didn't care whether her little daughter could stand being pierced or not, so she said, "You think I didn't see that you are more interested in Song Ergongzi."

Li Minglan blushed with shame, she stomped her feet and said, "Mom, what are you talking about, how can I be interested in Song Ergong?"

Li's mother looked at her quietly, making Li Minglan flustered, and her voice became louder, "Anyway, I don't, so don't worry about it."

Li's mother sighed, "Ming Lanzi, listen to what mother said, Second Young Master Song looks like a heartless person, he looks unattainable, but in reality he is unattainable, don't put yourself in it, it will be too late to cry later. "

Li Minglan: "..."

The little girl was just beginning to fall in love, and she always felt that her peers were immature, unlike her older brother who was stable and second brother who was excellent, and finally met someone who caught her eye, how could it be that Li mother could dispel her thoughts with a few words.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Li's mother didn't try to persuade her any more, fearing that persuading her would make her rebellious and it would be hard to end if she turned around, but she was worried.

*
Song Yuanzhuo sent Song Weiwei outside Langji International Community. He was going to send her in, but Song Weiwei refused. After they left, she went to the post station of the community to pick up the courier, and then went to the unit building.

When she returned to the apartment, she heard Song Chenchen laughing loudly. She didn't know what she was playing with. When she looked around, she saw an unpopular person.

She frowned, and before she had time to attack, Song Chenchen had already rushed towards her and hugged her thigh, "Mum, Shushu bought me a robot, it can tell stories and talk to me, it's very smart. "

Song Weiwei gritted her teeth, suppressed her unhappiness, and said, "Is it fun?"

"Yeah!" Song Chenchen nodded vigorously, "I really like this robot."

Song Weiwei didn't want to spoil his interest, so she patted his head, "Then go and play."

Song Chenchen agreed and ran back again, sitting on the carpet and playing with the robot. Song Weiwei changed her shoes and walked over with the courier.

Li Baihan sat on the carpet with one leg bent, very at ease, he raised his eyes to look at her, "You go first, why come after me?"

Song Weiwei didn't want to pay attention to him at all. She took the courier into the bedroom and unpacked it with a razor blade. When footsteps came from behind her, she frowned, "Get out."

There was only a pause in the sound of footsteps, and then they came towards her.

She was so angry that she turned around with the blade in her hand, swiped her hand in the air, and said angrily, "Didn't you hear me telling you to go out?"

However, in the next second, she saw that the shirt on Li Baihan's body was cut open by the blade, and a long gash was cut from the forearm to the wrist, and blood was bubbling out.

She froze immediately.

The blood condensed into a line little by little, and then flowed down the arm, soon staining the white shirt red, but Li Baihan didn't care.

He brought the head of the uninjured arm in front of her, and whispered softly, "If you are still angry, stroke this way again."

Song Weiwei's eyes were bloodshot, she raised her eyes to stare at him, and said two words from between her teeth, "Madman!"

After speaking, she opened his hand, turned and walked out.

Li Baihan lowered his brows and eyes, his eyelids drooped lazily. Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, he looked at the injured arm and couldn't help but twitched his lips.

Look!

You made it yourself!
He remembered a long time ago, not long after they got married, he helped her carry the book, and the corner of the new book was sharp, rubbing against the back of his hand, leaving a shallow wound.

After moving the books, she saw that he was injured, she was anxious and sad, she found a medicine box to disinfect his wound, it was obviously a small wound, and it healed up if she didn't treat it, but she blamed herself for a long time, and kept limp Ask him if it hurts.

Actually it doesn't hurt at all.

Now, the cut on his arm doesn't hurt much, but his heart aches because of her indifference. What should he do to make her forgive him?
The sound of footsteps went back and forth, he suddenly raised his head, and saw her walk in with a cold face, the blade in her hand was gone, and there was an extra medicine box.

She put the medicine box on the coffee table angrily, stared up at him, and said in an almost impatient tone, "Come here, let me take care of it for you."

A burst of ecstasy suddenly rose in Li Baihan's heart, and he walked over briskly, "You went to get the medicine box, I thought you didn't care about me."

Song Weiwei's red lips were tightly pursed, but her heart trembled uncontrollably, "Why didn't you hide when you saw the blade in my hand? I'm not responsible if you lose too much blood and die here."

Li Baihan really didn't notice that there was a blade in her hand, when she turned around, he only saw a flash of silver light, and before he felt the pain, a gash was drawn on his arm.

"I didn't see it," he said.

Song Weiwei's face was livid, she didn't know what to do when she saw this man who was so indifferent in front of outsiders, but now he was looking at her flatteringly.

Are you soft-hearted?
But what happened six years ago made her feel uneasy, she couldn't care less about anything, if Chenchen hadn't been sick, she wouldn't have come back at all.

In this life, they will return from bridge to bridge, from road to road, and each will be safe.

With a "hiss", Song Weiwei's thoughts of running away were brought back. She looked down and found that the cotton swab had been stained red with blood.

She changed the cotton swab again and dipped it in iodophor to gently disinfect the wound. She said calmly, "Stay away from me next time, so as not to accidentally hurt me again."

Li Baihan looked at her face, she lowered her eyes and couldn't see her eyes clearly, but her movements were much gentler, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Does she still care about him?

Even if I hear Miaoyiren's specious words, I feel angry at him and blame him for not wanting to talk to him, but I still have him in my heart, right?
He reached up to shake her wrist.

Song Weiwei stepped aside for a moment, and he shook his hand. The air was eerily quiet for a few seconds. Song Weiwei picked up the scissors, "The sleeve was cut off, and I cut it for you."

Li Baihan withdrew his hand that was frozen in mid-air, and lowered his eyes lightly, "Song Song, I can explain what happened in the past. I know everything you want to know, and I can say everything."

Song Weiwei's hands paused, "I have nothing to know."

Frustrated in Li Baihan's heart, he suddenly grabbed her wrist, Song Weiwei's eyelashes trembled violently, she raised her eyes to look at him, but bumped into his painful eyes.

"You don't want to know anything, why are you alienating me these two days?"

Song Weiwei put down the gauze, loosened the fingers clasped on his wrist little by little, and then broke free, "President Li, I don't know about your private affairs, and I don't want to know what kind of person you are."

"Then what do you want to know?" Li Baihan asked hoarsely.

Compared with her attitude, he would rather talk about everything, and no matter what, he would not allow her to leave him half a step.

Song Weiwei raised her eyelids, her eyes were calm, "I don't want to know anything, besides, is it useful to explain? You explain to me just to make your conscience stable, and I am not your tree hole. You put your pain with me The helplessness is all given to me, can it be treated as if it never happened?"

Li Baihan stared at her blankly, but saw that she suddenly smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, it was like the fog on the lake being blown away by the wind.

"You have a beautiful idea, Mr. Li, what you have done, you keep it in your heart, don't tell me, I am not your Xieyuhua." Song Weiwei was cruel and cold.

Even if she had to deal with him now, she would never forgive him for what he did.

Li Baihan's heart seemed to be frozen by her indifferent words. There was no hatred in her eyes, but every word was stinging.

He thought, she is so smart, maybe she already knew that he had guessed her identity, but they didn't point it out, he was afraid that she would run away, but she really hated him.

I hate him so much that I don't listen to the explanation and don't give him a chance.

Even though he was in such pain, he still didn't want to leave, even though at this moment she was a puppet without emotion, existing only to hate him.

Li Baihan's eye sockets turned red little by little, and finally he wiped his eyes, got up and walked out, "I'm going to the bathroom."

His voice was hoarse, as if crying.

Song Weiwei stood by the table, staring blankly at the medicine box. Her heart was not as happy as she thought it would be. Instead, it seemed that something was weighing heavily on her heart, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

She gritted her teeth and took a deep breath.

What did he have to explain to her?
She saw clearly what happened back then, any explanation sounded absurd, and she couldn't justify the harm he caused her, so she didn't want to listen.

in the bathroom.

Li Baihan turned on the faucet, and there was a rushing sound of water. He looked up at himself in the mirror, his eyes were red and sore.He bent down, took cold water and splashed it on his face.

What is he trying to explain?
In fact, he couldn't explain anything, saying that he was terminally ill, and he was reluctant to let her accompany him to suffer, that he had no choice but to want her to have a better future?

Li Baihan, you only considered your own feelings, and you made her misunderstand that you were having an affair with Miao Yiren if you didn't explain it back then. She deserves it now because she refuses to listen to your explanation.

You held back back then, now you hold back well, don't say a word, otherwise you will look down on yourself.

Li Baihan covered his eyes, waited for a while, and waited until the hotness in his eyes gradually subsided, then he raised his head and adjusted his expression little by little in front of the mirror.

Then open the door and go out.