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

Shen Qingyuan really didn't understand what the current boss was thinking. She returned to the office with her business card and secretly checked the trading company online.

The trading company was established at the beginning of this year. It mainly deals in the agency of foreign top luxury brands. It has 58 C counters.

When Shen Qingyuan saw C's counter, she thought she was dazzled. She rubbed her eyes vigorously, but the words on it still did not disappear.

She uttered a dirty word in her mind.

I go!

She is actually a colleague of a top luxury agent, and also a social animal. Why is she so much worse than others?
Shen Qingyuan's mentality collapsed.

Song Weiwei watched Shen Qingyuan leave in a big blow, she felt sorry in her heart, she should have kept a low profile if she knew it would hurt her.

But not long after, Shen Qingyuan came back.

She was holding a magazine in her hand. In the magazine, a foreign star with red lips and voluptuous lips was lying on a clean white sheet, with the latest C family bag beside her.

Shen Qingyuan's eyes sparkled, he dragged her and asked, "Secret Song, is this bag worth it for me?"

Seeing her looking at her eagerly, Song Weiwei felt that what she said was not worth it, so she wanted to jump out of the window to prove her ambition to death. She said, "If you place an order now, it will arrive within a month at the latest. You want the normal model." It’s still rare leather, I can give you an internal discount.”

The bag that Shen Qingyuan pointed to was made of rare leather with crocodile pattern. It was a best-selling bag this year. Because of the complicated process, it took only half a month to produce a few.

Therefore, this package is hard to come by.

Shen Qingyuan nodded, "I want this one. I have been planting grass for a long time, but unfortunately the counter does not allow me to queue up. If I want to buy this kind of rare leather, I need to order it."

In fact, this bag is not too expensive, but it is beyond her budget if it is equipped with goods worth more than [-] yuan.

Song Weiwei also knows some mechanisms in luxury stores, like Hermès's popular bags, it is quite laborious to order, especially for those limited edition colors, it depends on the past purchase records.

Song Weiwei said: "There is no need to distribute the goods. I will go with you when you get the bag and give you a limited edition silk scarf."

Shen Qingyuan lowered his head shyly, "Then why are you so embarrassed?"

Song Weiwei smiled, "We have been colleagues for so long, I have been hiding my identity, and you still take care of me in every possible way, just don't take it to heart."

"No, no, actually, I didn't take care of you, but you took care of me most of the time." Shen Qingyuan was telling the truth.

Song Weiwei often helped her. Sometimes she was in a hurry to get home, and she sent the documents that were too late for her.

After Shen Qingyuan left, Song Weiwei called the lady at the counter and asked someone to leave a rare leather bag.

*
Miao Yiren was lying on the bed almost half-disabled, nobody paid any attention to her, not even a nurse. She thought of the whole story of the car accident, the novice driver, and her cell phone that was taken away.

She was numb from the pain at the time, and she seemed to have told the man the password to open the screen of the mobile phone and asked him to call an ambulance, but he didn't call, and called the traffic police first.

Right now she was in pain all over her body, but the pain became more and more lucid. There was something wrong with that driver. If he was really a novice driver and saw someone injured in a car accident, he would definitely call an ambulance first.

Because if she dies, he will bear the debt of life, even a novice driver will be sentenced and compensated.

But that person was flustered on the surface, but he called the police first in a calm manner. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that his actions were against the law, and he even took her mobile phone away.

Thinking of her mobile phone, which contained many secrets, she struggled to get up.

When the broken rib moved, it hurt like a lung tube was poked. She coughed violently, and the people on the bed next to her looked at her.

She was rude to others just now, but now she is backfired. No one wants to look at her more, and they dislike her coughing too loudly, which makes them talk.

Miaoyiren had never been so angry before, she was dizzy for a while, she just felt that Huluopingyang was being bullied by dogs, and she thought that when she recovered, she wanted all these people to die.

She was thinking about whose hands the phone fell into, but she couldn't get up at all, and the whites of her eyes rolled over in a fit of rage.

Taking advantage of the dark moon and high winds, Jiang Huai took someone to pry open Miao Yiren's apartment. There was an unpleasant smell in the apartment, as if the windows hadn't been opened for a long time and the air was not circulating.

He turned on the light, and there was a person standing in the living room. He never thought that there was someone in the apartment, and he was quite frightened. When he looked closely, he realized that it was a statue.

He walked over slowly, the statue was as tall as others, half a head taller than him, wearing luxurious custom-made clothes, when he went around and saw the face of the statue, he clicked his tongue twice.

He didn't expect that Miao Yiren, who usually looked dignified and graceful, was actually a pervert in private, and found someone to make a statue that looked exactly like Li Baihan.

And the suit worn by this statue seems to be the one Li Baihan wore yesterday.

Thinking of this, Jiang Huai only felt that Miaoyi was perverted and terrifying, normal people would not do such a thing, right?
He thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, took a photo and sent it to Li Baihan. The camera was distorted. When Li Baihan received the photo, he frowned, and sent him a message, "Are you okay, when did you take my photo?"

Jiang Huai couldn't tell at a glance, but after looking at the photo, he found that it was exactly the same as the real person, so he directly sent a video to Li Baihan.

Li Baihan connected the video, and was about to speak when he saw a person who looked exactly like him in the video, and he froze on the spot.

Jiang Huai did not hear his voice, and dutifully said: "President Li, you know what I found in Miao Yiren's apartment, I found another you."

Li Baihan: "..."

He stared at the motionless statue in the video, and had to say that the workmanship was exquisite, and a statue could be fake enough to be real.

Just thinking of his statue appearing in Miaoyiren's apartment gave him a chill.

"President Li, do you want to say hello to him?" Jianghuai asked Pipi.

Li Baihan gritted his teeth, and his voice came out from between his teeth, "Jianghuai, your skin is itchy, right?"

The skin on the back of Jiang Huai's neck tightened, but he didn't dare to tease him anymore, and he wasn't afraid that Miao Yiren would come back and run into him at this moment, and started spinning around the apartment with his mobile phone.

Li Baihan threw his phone on the phone holder, and while reading the documents, he listened to Jiang Huai's findings, "Mr. Li, I don't know why, but I always feel that this room is very dark."

Li Baihan raised his eyes and glanced, his eyes were dim and dim. Now the twilight outside the window, and the night covered the whole earth, he said flatly: "Don't tell ghost stories."

Jianghuai walked around the living room, the luxurious Nordic furniture looks like a princess' castle, but I don't know if it's because of the dim lights that can't illuminate every corner.

Jianghuai is a big man, and he feels panicked when he stays in this apartment.

He found nothing in the living room, so he walked in again, pushed open a door that was ajar, and turned on the light. This is the master bedroom.

Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment, he came with a mission, not to spy on anything, he said to the phone: "President Li, this is Miaoyiren's bedroom, but this room looks familiar."

Looking at the layout of the room on the mobile phone screen, Li Baihan's face turned ashen. If he hadn't heard Jiang Huai's voice, he would have suspected that this was his bedroom in Century Garden.

He gritted his teeth.

When Jiang Huai heard the man's sudden heavy breathing, he suddenly realized why he looked so familiar, isn't this the bedroom of President Li?
Depend on!
His eyes widened.

Can Miao Yiren be more perverted?

Jiang Huai couldn't bear to look at the man's terribly gloomy face on the phone screen, he even thought why he came here, Zhou Zheng should come.

"Then what, Mr. Li, let's stop reading and change to another room." Jiang Huai almost bit his tongue.

Li Baihan's voice was as cold as ice, "Continue."

Jiang Huai trembled in fright, almost threw the phone on the ground, and continued to walk into the bedroom. He wanted to take a quick look at it, but he was afraid of missing something.

He stood in front of the closet, took a deep breath, and said to himself that he must not let him see what he shouldn't see, or he will be silenced by the boss after he returns.

He opened the closet, half of which was women's clothing and half was men's clothing. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he stopped.

Depend on!
The men's clothes were all the styles worn by Li Baihan in the last year. He covered his eyes and didn't dare to look at the phone screen anymore. He said in a tight voice, "Just, just some clothes, nothing special."

Li Baihan's expression became more and more gloomy, even though he knew that these clothes didn't mean anything and he hadn't worn them, but the styles he wore were all in Miao Yiren's closet, and he was disgusted to the core.

"Wait a minute, point the camera at the head of the bed." Li Baihan saw something flashing by in the camera, and told Jiang Huai in a deep voice.

Looking at the wedding photo hanging above the bed, Jiang Huai felt that he really knew too much, it was almost a scene of death, but he had to look at the camera.

For a while, there was silence all around, and even the air condensed.

Li Bai looked coldly at the wedding photo hanging on the bedside on the screen of his mobile phone. He had seen this photo countless times during his first year of marriage, but the person snuggling in his arms was Song Weiwei.

Now the photo has been changed into a shy and sweet Miao Yiren.

With a "snap", the pen in his hand was broken by him.

Jiang Huai's whole body was tense, he really wanted to poke his eyes blind, his eyes were full of sins, he saw too many things.

He quietly lowered the phone lens, and heard a cold voice from the phone, "Smashed."

Jiang Huai: "Boss, the mobile phone I just bought is very expensive."

The man's voice did not change, but added a touch of anger, "It's smashed!"

Jiang Huai trembled all over, looked up at the wedding photo, and finally realized what Li Baihan told him to smash, he put his phone in his pocket, stood on the bed quickly, took off the wedding photo and smashed it.

Li Baihan's chest was severely congested, as if something was weighing heavily on his heart, and when he heard the sound of something breaking, he didn't feel relieved.

He really underestimated Miao Yiren's shamelessness!
Jiang Huai smashed the wooden photo frame and took out the phone from his pocket. Before the video was hung up, he panted and said: "Boss, it has been smashed, but the photo frame is made of wood. To completely destroy it, you have to burn it with fire."

"Then burn it." Li Baihan's voice was cold.

Jianghuai: "..."

Make you stupid!

He walked around in the bedroom, besides the wedding photos hanging on the bedside, there were several sets of decorations, he didn't dare to let the camera catch them, for fear of killing Li Baihan.

No one can accept this kind of thing, it's too abnormal!

"I didn't find anything else in the bedroom. I'm going to check other rooms." Jiang Huai quickly walked out of this weird bedroom and pushed away the opposite study.

Fortunately, it was normal in the study, he was relieved.

He turned around in the study, but didn't find it. He walked to the last room at the end of the corridor. The room was locked, and there was something like a spell on the door, which looked a little creepy.

Normal people wouldn't post such things at home, it's scary.

"Boss Li, this room is locked."

Li Bai said coldly: "Break away."

Jianghuai: "..."

All right, they had already entered the gate anyway, so he had someone knock the door open, a strong smell of dust came over his face, Jiang Huai looked at the room covered with yellow talisman papers, and thought he had entered a haunted house.

"I'll go!" Jiang Huai stared at everything in the room with wide eyes, cold sweat dripping from his back.

Li Baihan looked at the yellow talisman papers in the room, and remembered the rumors in the entertainment circle that some people went to T country to raise little ghosts for the sake of popularity, and he frowned.

"Go in and have a look."

Jiang Huai was afraid of these strange things since he was a child. He stood at the door and said pitifully: "President Li, I am timid, I am afraid."

Li Baihan's voice was as cold as ice, "I'll let you go in and have a look."

Jiang Huai gritted his teeth, and seeing the man's gloomy and terrifying handsome face, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go inside, and turned on the light, and the dim yellow light poured down from the ceiling, adding a bit of eerieness to the room.

He walked in tremblingly, calling all the gods to bless him in his heart, and at the same time scolded Miao Yiren half to death in his heart.

On the yellow talisman paper was written a spell with a red cinnabar pen, and he couldn't understand it, so he felt that the room was eerie. The subordinates he brought followed beside him and whispered, "This is too perverted. Where is Miaoyi?" What's going on in this house?"

Jiang Huai didn't know either, but he finally understood why Miao Yiren installed a surveillance camera at the door of his house. If these things were photographed by reporters, she would definitely be blocked.

After all, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, even monsters can't become spirits, let alone engage in these strange and chaotic things.

Jiang Huai plucked up the courage to continue walking in, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on a certain place. He walked over slowly, staring at the words written on the talisman paper, and hurriedly beckoned the people around him, "What do you think this word looks like?"

The subordinate was tall and mighty, but he was not afraid of these strange things. He stared at the words on the talisman paper for a long time to read, but before he could speak, he heard the man's bone-chilling voice from the phone.

"Song Weiwei."

Jiang Huai looked at it, and it really looked like the word Song Weiwei. He changed color suddenly, staring at the man's face, the coldness was about to overflow from the phone screen.

He said tremblingly: "What's the situation?"

Li Baihan's face was covered with frost, staring at the scene flashing by the camera, his heart constricted suddenly, what did Miaoyiren do with these talisman papers?
Why did she build such a room in her home, as if to suppress something, what does she have to do with Song Weiwei's death?