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

Li Baihan took Song Weiwei to dinner and sent her back to Song's house. He didn't give her a chance to place an order, and the people sent by Zhou Lijiang naturally didn't have a chance to do anything.

When Zhou Lijiang's apprentice heard the news, he went to report it to Zhou Lijiang tremblingly. In the middle of the night, Zhou Lijiang was so angry that he smashed things.

"Who is this man who popped up out of nowhere?"

Apprentice Zhou Lijiang had already checked before reporting back, and Li Baihan's information is still easy to check, "He is the future head of the Li family, the president of Bailaimei Group, and for some reason, he actually knows the little uncle. "

Zhou Lijiang didn't know Li Baihan, but he had heard of the Li family in Beicheng. He frowned, "Why did they get mixed up?"

"The time was too short, we didn't find out, but they behaved intimately, as if they were in a relationship."

Zhou Lijiang sneered, "Who doesn't know that Song Weiyi is a rotten shoe that has been slept on and abandoned, and also carries a oil bottle. How could the future head of the Li family fall in love with her?"

Apprentice Zhou Lijiang didn't dare to speak anymore. In his opinion, Song Weiyi was not without merits. He was beautiful, good-looking, and talented. Apart from having a son, he was simply an ideal lover for a man.

Seeing him hanging his head and saying nothing, Zhou Lijiang said, "I don't care why Li Baihan appears here, but I want Song Weiyi not to appear at the match tomorrow."

The apprentice frowned, "Master, if the junior uncle was alone, it would be easy for us to kidnap a woman, but Li Baihan is also there, and there are people guarding him, so we will definitely alert the police if we kidnap the junior uncle. She can't play, and we can't get out."

Zhou Lijiang showed hesitation.

He covered the sky with one hand in the sculpture world, but his influence was not so powerful that he could act recklessly, otherwise he would not have been tortured by the investigation team of the Economic Investigation Office for so long.

He pondered and said, "Since this is the case, we can only think of other ways."

He hooked his fingers at his apprentice, and whispered a few words in his ear. The apprentice looked confused, and in the end, he was inexplicably terrified.

"Master, can this work?"

Zhou Lijiang stared, and understood his apprentice's hesitation, he said: "Be more careful in doing things, don't leave anything behind, go quickly."

The apprentice didn't dare to say any more, nodded his head again and again, turned around and left quickly.

Zhou Lijiang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the vast night outside the window, and said mockingly: "Master, if you don't give me the studio, I will have to destroy it, and no one will get it."

Song Weiwei returned to the Song residence, and Mother Song was waiting for her on the porch. It's been a cold spring recently, and the nights were very cold. She was wrapped in a mink coat, and the fluffy wool made her complexion extraordinarily soft.

Song Weiwei saw her from a distance, she quickly walked a few steps, climbed the steps, and came to her in a few steps, "Mom, why did you come out?"

Mother Song was wearing an agate bracelet she had just made. The dark red bracelet made her wrist white and slender. She reached out and took her hand.

"The car just now was Young Master Li?"

Song Weiwei took her arm and felt the coolness of her hand. Song Weiwei said, "Mom, don't wait for me on the porch after get off work. It's too cold outside."

As she spoke, she put her hands in her palms.

Mother Song watched her series of considerate gestures, she shook her head and said, "It's not cold anymore, you haven't told me that Young Master Li sent you back?"

Song Weiwei was helpless, "Didn't you see it all?"

Song's mother paused and watched her quietly, "Song Song, there are some things I can't say, but my mother thinks that people can't fall twice in the same place. He has failed you before. It's really unnecessary to get close to him before you use it, and then withdraw when you're done using it. It's really unnecessary if he is emotional. He could treat you like that back then, and he will treat you like that now."

Song Weiwei lowered her eyelids, she understood what her mother said, and she also weighed how much Li Baihan's true love for her now, "Mom, he still doesn't know that I am Song Weiwei."

Mother Song froze for a moment, "He doesn't know yet?"

That day she clearly told Li Baihan about the suffering Song Weiwei had suffered over the years. Although she didn't say it clearly, seeing Li Baihan's greatly shocked expression at that time, he should have already thought of it.

After so long, he is still acting in front of Song Weiwei pretending not to know anything, and not to expose the relationship between them, what exactly is he trying to do?
"Mom, what are you thinking?" Song Weiwei asked quickly when she saw that her expression was wrong.

Song's mother regained her senses, she shook her head, "Maybe there was a bit of wind just now, and I felt a little uncomfortable, Song Song, Young Master Li can't be trusted, so don't trust him again."

"Okay, I don't believe him." Song Weiwei said, "I'll help you in. Did you catch a cold? I'll make you a cup of Sanjiu."

Song's mother raised her eyes to look at her, she didn't know if she believed her or not, she just sighed heavily.

The mother and daughter walked into the villa, and Song Weiwei went to find the medicine box and came out, took a pack of Sanjiu cold spirit to the kitchen to brew, and then brought it out and handed it to Song's mother.

Song's mother held the cup that was emitting white smoke, and drank the medicine while blowing. She still told her worriedly: "Song Song, mother will not harm you, take care of what I told you just now."

"Mom, I know, I will learn a lot from a fall, and I won't fall in the same place again, so don't worry."

Mother Song raised her hand and gently touched her face, "My Song Song was born so beautiful, and there are so many people who like you, let's not turn back, catch me tomorrow..."

"Mom," Song Weiwei hurriedly interrupted her, fearing that she would marry her again, "The matter between me and Young Master He is still unclear, so please stop proposing to me. If I borrow money, When the time comes when she is pregnant, marrying anyone will be like greening someone else."

Song's mother was choked by her words and couldn't continue, she said: "Okay, wait a year or two before we talk about it."

Song Weiwei took the empty bowl, got up and took it into the kitchen. She stood by the sink, turned on the faucet, and watched the water rush down, splashing countless splashes.

She thought to herself, even in another year or two, she would not be able to look for it again. How could she bring her two children to drag others down?

Thinking of Li Baihan again, she felt mixed emotions.

She is not the little girl who didn't know anything back then, she only flew moths into the fire with her affection, but now her feelings are much more restrained, and she is often indifferent to Li Baihan's actions.

But seeing his sad appearance this morning, her heart also ached.

She raised her wrist and looked at the diamond knot made of red rope with a marriage bell strung on it. She knew that there was a legend in the Truffle Temple.

If you sincerely ask for a marriage bell, as long as you tie it on the wrist of your beloved, that person will be destined for three lives with you.

Li Baihan never did extraneous things, he begged for this marriage bell, why did he put all his heart on this bell, but could she trust him again?

She lowered her arms, put the washed dishes back into the disinfection cabinet, and turned to go out.

In the living room, Song's mother was no longer on the sofa. She probably went back upstairs because of the wind and cold. She was about to go back to her room when there was a movement from the door.

She looked back and saw Song Yuanzhuo, who was tall and long-legged, came in. He changed his shoes at the entrance, and saw her standing in the living room, smiling and narrowing his eyes.

"What are you doing standing there, waiting for me?"

Song Weiwei took two steps forward, "Second Brother, have you had dinner yet?"

"I've eaten." Song Yuanzhuo took off his coat and put it on his wrist, revealing a touch of red string on his wrist. The crisp silver bell attracted Song Weiwei's attention.

Her eyes fell on his wrist, "Brother, are you wearing a marriage bell?"

Song Yuanzhuo subconsciously tugged his sleeves down to cover the red string on his wrist, "No, you read it wrong, I just flew back and I'm a little tired, so I'm going back to my room first."

Song Weiwei looked at his obviously guilty look, "Brother, which girl gave it to you, didn't you say you don't like wearing things on your wrist?"

When Song Weiwei was learning to carve, she dabbled in both large ornaments and small jewelry. Back then, she made a bracelet for Song Yuheng and Song Yuanzhuo. They didn't wear it, and put it in the cabinet for collection.

She thought her brother didn't like it, so she went to ask them, and they answered exactly the same, saying that she didn't like wearing things on her wrist, so she didn't force it.

In the future, if she wants to give them gifts, she won't make them into accessories.

She stood downstairs, watching Song Yuanzhuo's back disappear at the stairs on the second floor, she suddenly thought of something, picked up her phone to unlock it, she clicked on Li Minglan's WeChat Moments, slid her fingers down, and found the second day of the new year Posted in Moments.

The picture in the circle of friends is the marriage bell.

She squinted her eyes, and thought to herself that it shouldn't be possible, no matter how you look at it, the second brother doesn't seem like someone who will have an intersection with Li Minglan, it might just be a coincidence.

Song Weiwei thought for a while, and sent Li Minglan a smiling emoji.

Li Minglan was probably holding her mobile phone to play, she almost replied, "Sister Song, I am playing King of Glory, please wait for me for 10 minutes."

Song Weiwei pursed her lips and went upstairs with her mobile phone. She washed her face and came out. There was an extra message on her mobile phone saying that Li Minglan had finished playing the game.

She took her mobile phone and walked to the workbench. Recently, in order to catch up with the entries, she didn't have time to make the rest of the stamps. She replied to Li Minglan's message, and Li Minglan played the video.

She hesitated for a moment, but still connected to the video.

Soon, Li Minglan appeared on her mobile phone. She was lying on the bed, her chin resting on her hands, her feet dangling, "Sister Song, why did you think of looking for me? I heard from my brother that you are still in Jiangcheng. When will you come back? I invite you to dinner."

Song Weiwei put the phone on the stand and said, "I still have things to deal with in Jiangcheng, and I should be able to go back in two days. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine, but I'm a little busy at the beginning of school. Sister Song, is this your bedroom? You're so young." Li Minglan looked at the princess bed behind her with envy.

Her bed was not like that.

Seeing that she was curious, Song Weiwei picked up her phone and turned the camera, walked around the room, and showed her around, "The room was prepared by my brothers, and they have a little princess in their hearts, so they also treat me as a little princess. "

Li Minglan smiled and rolled her eyes, "The brothers of the Song family are so cute, they don't look like my brother, they're simply stinky straight men."

Li Minglan complained that her brother looked disgusted, she was wearing a pink dress, they all laughed for a long time, how could they prepare such a pink and tender boudoir for her.

Song Weiwei smiled, "Everyone's aesthetics are different, so we can't force it."

The two chatted for a while, before Song Weiwei got to the point, "Minglan, last time I saw the marriage bell posted in your Moments, do you have someone you like?"

Li Minglan said "ah" with a guilty conscience, "No, I heard that the marriage bells in the Truffle Temple are very powerful, and I happened to go with my brother and the others, so I asked for one by the way. I don't have anyone I like."

Song Weiwei looked directly into her eyes, "Really?"

Li Minglan nodded vigorously, "No, Sister Song, my classmate asked me to have supper, I'll talk to you another day."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Song Weiwei agreed or not, she hung up the video first.

Li Minglan sat cross-legged on the bed, her heart was beating fast, she looked at her phone, thinking that Song Weiyi would not know about her and Song Yuanzhuo, right?
In fact, they haven't confirmed their relationship until now. Song Yuanzhuo took her marriage bell and wore it every time he had dinner with her, but he just didn't let go.

She bit her lip, not knowing what to do for a while.

After the video hung up, Song Weiwei didn't call again. She sat in front of the workbench, picked up the half-engraved seal and began to carve.

Night is the time to cover up all ugliness and sins.

At the entrance of a dark alley, Xiao Lin handed the three-legged Golden Crow to the man opposite, and the man handed her a travel bag. She opened it and saw that there were neatly stacked pink tickets in the travel bag.

She had never seen so much money in her life, and her heart was beating wildly for a moment. She understood the reason why the money was not in vain, so she quickly zipped it up.

"I've given the things to you, so I'll go first." After speaking, she turned around and disappeared into the night with her heavy travel bag in her hand.

The man carried the three-legged Golden Crow and walked in the opposite direction. As soon as he walked out of the alley, his eyes went dark, and then he found that he was wrapped in a sack.

He was startled, "Who is it?"

"Yellow bird." The other party dropped a sentence lightly. Before the man had time to react, the back of his neck hurt, and he immediately lost consciousness and fell into the darkness.

The man who attacked him picked up the box containing the three-legged golden crow, swaggered out of the alley, got into a car parked by the side of the road, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Weiwei was woken up by the ringing of the phone. When she answered the phone, the other party said something, and her face changed drastically, "What, why did the studio catch fire?"

Not knowing what the other party said, she hurriedly got out of bed, washed her face thoroughly, and quickly went downstairs.

Song Yuanzhuo was eating in the restaurant, and saw her blowing down the stairs like a whirlwind, he hurriedly chased her out, grabbed her arm and asked, "What happened, why are you in such a panic?"

Song Weiwei was anxious, "Muyi's studio is on fire, I have to go."

Song Yuanzhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't panic, I'll accompany you there."

Today was the sculpture competition. Song Weiwei had an entry. He came back from Beicheng to support her. Unexpectedly, the studio caught fire before the competition started.

How can Song Weiwei not panic, there are works left by Master in the studio, what if it burns out?
At this time, she didn't care about worrying, she changed her shoes and went out with Song Yuanzhuo, rushing to the studio.