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

Song Weiwei only felt numbness on her lips, and subconsciously shrank back, but her whole body was trapped in his arms, with nowhere to escape.

The sweetness of Dongpo meat and the fragrance of Longjing tea after the rain filled her mouth, her cheeks became hot, she lowered her eyes, and her voice was tinged with a bit of shyness.

"sweet!"

Li Baihan's eyes dimmed for a few times, but finally he restrained the urge, lifted his chin slightly, and said proudly, "Roasted suckling pig."

Song Weiwei was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was going to do. She quickly took the suckling pork and brought it to his mouth. Watching him suck it in, half of her cheeks bulged.

She just sat on his lap and waited for him to finish his meal.

"How long will you be here this time?"

After the meal, the waiter came in and removed the dishes, and re-brewed a pot of tea. The tea was fragrant in the private room, and Song Weiwei leaned over to pour him a cup.

The jasmine slices tasted rather sweet, Li Baihan took a sip, put down his cup, raised one eyebrow and looked at her, "How long do you want me to stay?"

Song Weiwei closed her eyes, she really likes jasmine scented tablets, before Song Yuheng got a pack of good jasmine scented tablets for her, she drank it for half a year, and she especially liked the sweet taste.

There were tea leaves floating on the tea soup, ups and downs, she calculated her menstrual period, and smiled, "I can't keep you forever, can I?"

Li Baihan looked at her steadfastly, "Try it, maybe I will."

Song Weiwei smiled again, "Mr. Li, your roots are in Beicheng, not here. If you are lonely, I can accompany you, but a lifetime is too long."

Li Baihan half-closed his eyes, with a dangerous expression on his face, "You never thought about being with me forever?"

The man's gaze was too hot and dangerous, she picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, the tea soaked between her lips and teeth, she said calmly, "A lifetime is too long, I never thought about it."

Li Baihan frowned, his eyes became sharp, and he looked at Song Weiwei without flickering or avoiding, "I thought about it."

Song Weiwei pursed her lower lip, and she slowly put down her teacup, not wanting to discuss this issue further, she said, "President Li, let's go, I have to go to the studio."

Li Baihan saw that she had got up and walked to the floor hanger to take off the coat and scarf, he got up after him, and quietly approached the only prey in his life like a cheetah.

He took the scarf from behind her and helped her tie it very carefully. He stuck to her warm ear and whispered, "Song Song, you are destined to be entangled with me all your life."

Song Weiwei's eyes opened slightly, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, but she didn't say anything, she took off his black coat and handed it over, "Put it on."

The two left the private room, and the waiter stood at the door of the private room and watched them leave.

Jiang Huai was waiting outside the private restaurant, and when he saw the two people coming out, he quickly opened the rear door, protected them and got into the car, he quickly got into the passenger seat.

Li Baihan said to the driver, "Go to Muyi's studio."

The driver ran past Muyi's studio several times, so he naturally knew the address, the car drove out, and soon joined the traffic when Li Baihan's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, and answered without avoiding Song Weiwei.

There was some leakage from the phone. She heard a girl's voice on the other side of the phone. It sounded familiar, but it was not Shen Qingyuan's voice.

Soon, Li Baihan hung up the phone, Song Weiwei's cell phone rang again, and the two of them spent some time answering the phone.

Back in the studio, Song Weiwei saw the little girl at the front desk looking at her nervously, winking and mouthing to remind her.

She wasn't stupid. Following her gaze, she saw Zhou Lijiang sitting there. She walked over slowly, "President Zhou is coming, why didn't you notify me in advance?"

Zhou Lijiang looks haggard. Recently, the investigation team of the Economic and Investigation Office has invited him to drink tea one after another. He was tortured half to death by asking him to explain the money coming and going for a little trivial account.

No wonder some people say that people don't fight with officials.

"Song Weiyi, I didn't expect you to be so insidious and cunning." Zhou Lijiang couldn't stop his deep resentment when he opened his mouth, "I tell you, as long as I am the chairman of the sculpture committee for a day, you don't even want to get quota to go abroad to compete.”

Song Weiwei sat down on the single sofa opposite him. She raised her legs and watched him speak harshly, "President Zhou, are you sure you can really cover the sky with one hand?"

Zhou Lijiang gritted his teeth with hatred, "Whether I can cover the sky with one hand, you will know tomorrow."

Song Weiwei shook her head, "I thought you were here to beg for mercy, but it doesn't look like that, what a pity, but I'm curious, Chairman Zhou, are there any problems with your studio's accounts?"

Zhou Lijiang stared at her firmly, "The investigation team has been investigating for so long, so there is no problem, but you ruined my reputation. I will settle the debt with you."

"The body is not afraid of the shadow slanting. If President Zhou hadn't done something unpleasant, how could he have caused trouble? Also, this is the studio left by Master. If he is alive in heaven, I believe he I definitely don’t want to see you stepping into this clean place again, and President Zhou will not come here again.”

Song Weiwei stood up, "Xiao Lin, see off the guests!"

When did Zhou Lijiang suffer such treatment? His eyes were tearing, he pointed at Song Weiwei's nose, and said harshly, "Song Weiwei, we'll wait and see."

Zhou Lijiang took a deep look at the little girl at the front desk before leaving the studio in disgrace.

He sat in the car and stared at the small white building not far away, with hatred in his heart.

He is Mu Yi's first apprentice. Over the years, he has achieved his ambition step by step from being unknown to the chairman of the sculpture committee. He thought that if he stood at the top, the master would leave Mu Yi's studio to him.

However, once he overheard a conversation between his master and his wife. The master thought that he was too greedy for fame and fortune, and would bring Mu Yi's studio into the abyss of eternal doom, so he wanted to leave the studio to his younger brother.

That was seven or eight years ago, and the master hadn't accepted Song Weiwei as a closed disciple.

Later, he played a lot of tricks, broke his younger brother's arm, and made him quit the sculpture world. He thought that the studio was finally his, but he didn't expect Song Weiyi to be killed halfway, and Mu Yi was snatched away at the last moment. studio.

He stared at the apprentices in the front row, "No matter what, we can't let Song Weiwei appear at the competition tomorrow."

The apprentice turned around, "Master, Song Weiyi is from the Song family. If we touch her, her three older brothers will definitely not let us go."

"You should do things neatly, don't let people suspect us, do you still need me to teach you?" Zhou Lijiang said angrily.

He knew that Song Weiyi was from the Song family, so he forbeared and did not touch her so far. If it were someone else, he would have let Song Weiyi completely leave the industry just like he did with his younger brother.

"You find someone to kidnap her, just wait until the game is over before letting her go, keep your hands and feet clean, and don't leave evidence." Zhou Li Jiangyin said harshly.

He went to the studio just now and saw the three-legged Golden Crow carved by Song Weiyi. She was so skilled that he thought it was a real three-legged Golden Crow in a daze.

He didn't expect Song Weiyi to be so capable. No wonder the master accepted her as a closed disciple. Her sculptures are very spiritual and her personal style is also very strong.

Needless to say, once this three-legged Golden Crow appears on the scene of the competition, it will definitely amaze the audience.

He originally wanted to destroy it, but he really liked it. He was reluctant to do it, so he could only turn it into his work. By then, with this work, he would definitely become famous again in the sculpture world.

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After Zhou Lijiang left, Song Weiwei walked into the workroom, and the little girl at the front desk came in behind her. Seeing the ancient beast on the workbench, her eyes lit up.

"Miss Song, this three-legged Golden Crow is exquisitely carved and lifelike. This time it will definitely win the championship."

Song Weiwei has been in the studio all this time, and there are a lot of tools in the studio. If the three-legged golden crow is to be lifelike, it needs these precise tools.

Facing the flattery of the little girl at the front desk, she said indifferently: "There are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people. There are many sculptors in Jiangcheng, we cannot take it lightly."

"Well, if Grandmaster Mu Yi is still around, he will definitely be proud of you."

Song Weiwei smiled, thinking of something, the smile in her eyes faded again, and she said, "Did Zhou Lijiang come to the workshop just now?"

"Here, I followed your instructions and let him in on purpose. Ms. Song, you know he has evil intentions, so why did you let her in?"

Song Weiwei lightly stroked the three-legged Golden Crow's feathers with her fingers, "If it's not what I expected, he won't let me appear at the game tomorrow, Xiao Lin, go find two identical boxes."

Xiao Lin quickly found two boxes with the logo of Muyi Studio on them. Song Weiwei put the three-legged Golden Crow into the boxes by herself, and then tied a ribbon.

She handed the box to Xiao Lin, "Xiao Lin, take this box and go in through the back door tomorrow, don't let anyone find out, you just need to hand over the work to the committee."

Xiao Lin's eyes flashed, "Miss Song, can you trust me with such an important thing?"

Song Weiwei smiled at her, "I believe in you, Xiao Lin."

Xiao Lin avoided her sight, she took the heavy box, turned and walked out of the workshop.

Song Weiwei was sitting on the chair in front of the workbench, and before her eyes were frames of getting along with Master Mu Yi, who taught her how to carve.

His teachings are still fresh in her memory, and she has never forgotten them until now.

She slowly clenched her fists. In fact, she knew why the master left the studio to her. She didn't value fame and fortune, would not take the studio for herself, and would not wantonly ruin Master Muyi's reputation for fame and fortune.

He was aloof and arrogant during his lifetime, and he would not allow others to destroy his reputation after his death.

So he handed Muyi's studio to her in the hope that she would have his full name behind him.

She still remembered that when she used to come to the studio, it was always bustling, with countless works in the showcases, but now the whole studio is deserted and deserted.

If the master had a soul in heaven and saw the studio so bleak and desolate, he would definitely regret handing over the studio to her.

In the evening, Li Baihan came to the studio to pick up Song Weiwei from get off work. The two walked out of the studio and got into the car parked outside the door. After driving for a while, the driver suddenly spoke.

"Boss Li, there is a car behind us that has been following us since it came out of Mu Yi's studio."

Hearing this, Song Weiwei narrowed her eyes, glanced at the empty box next to her, and said, "It's okay, let him follow."

Li Baihan turned his head to look at her, "Do you know someone is following you?"

Song Weiwei nodded, "I also know that they are here for the three-legged Golden Crow. It's okay. They are afraid of the power of the Song family and dare not do anything to me."

Li Baihan frowned, "Are you using yourself as bait?"

When Li Baihan took the box just now, he was still wondering why the box was so light, but now seeing her in control of everything, a surge of anger surged in her chest.

Song Weiwei didn't expect him to be angry, she said: "Zhou Lijiang jumps over the wall in a hurry, even if I don't use myself as bait, he still sees me as a thorn in the flesh, but he is afraid of my brother and the others, and dare not kill me."

Li Baihan squinted his eyes, his thoughts turned and turned, and he hit the point, "Master Mu Yi had so many choices at the time, but he gave you the studio because you belonged to the Song family, and the power behind him was enough to compete with Zhou Lijiang. Yeah?"

Song Weiwei lamented his keenness. What she had just figured out, he said so sharply, "Yes, Master chose me to inherit the studio because I can keep the studio."

"It's really..." Li Baihan didn't say the rest of the words, he thought that the people who engage in art were arrogant and didn't bother to calculate anything.

It is because he thinks them too noble. The heart of the world is not dirty, not because of his profession, but because of his original heart.

Song Weiwei knew that he was uncomfortable, so she hesitated for a moment, but reached out and took his hand, "President Li, Master has given me the sustenance to live on, even if he uses me, I will be happy with it."

Li Baihan stared at her, why is she so happy?

"Song Song, Zhou Lijiang is insidious and cunning, he will definitely not let you go easily."

Song Weiwei said: "I know, that's why I need evidence. The investigation office has been investigating for so long, but they haven't found him evading taxes. We can only hold him back for a while, but not forever."

"So you use yourself as a bait to lure him to attack you, just in case..."

"There will be no accidents," Song Weiwei interrupted him calmly, "I have made all the preparations and arranged for someone to send the three-legged Golden Crow to the carving committee. Nothing will go wrong."

Li Baihan pursed his thin lips tightly, "Song Song, no matter what you want to do, I hope it's not a joke about your safety."

Song Weiwei said helplessly: "I didn't joke about my safety. If you are worried, you will follow me these days. Okay, don't be angry, huh?"

Song Weiwei swayed his arm coquettishly, Li Baihan was swayed by her like this, in the end he didn't continue to get angry with her, he said: "Tomorrow I will send you to the competition site."

"But……"

"There are other ways to deal with Zhou Lijiang, I don't allow you to put yourself in danger!" Li Baihan's tone was tough, and he would never allow her to have any objections.

Song Weiwei sighed. If she wanted to solve Zhou Lijiang's hidden danger quickly, she had to use herself as bait. Now that Li Baihan was watching her so closely, she couldn't put herself in danger again.

Fortunately, she had already made arrangements, so she was afraid that Zhou Lijiang would not take the bait.