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

As the night fell, there were sounds of insects all around, and the street lamps stretched out one by one, like a galaxy mirror, as beautiful as a startling dream, Li Baihan quietly appeared from this mirror, like a banished immortal.

It's a pity that the tone of the conversation spoiled the beauty.

She bent her eyes, "Mr. Li didn't say anything, I thought you were just waiting for a rabbit to come."

Li Baihan's earnest eyes fell on her face, and he sized her up carefully, as if tracing her outline with his eyes, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Eat." Song Weiwei replied without hesitation.

Li Baihan's eyes were slightly closed, as if a little disappointed, "Oh, I haven't eaten yet..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Weiwei said eagerly: "Then go back and eat quickly, it's getting late, be careful not to hurt your stomach, isn't Boss Li having a bad stomach?"

Li Baihan: "..."

Look at her eagerness to chase him away, as if she was afraid that he would rely on her, but he underestimated her, she could really get out of bed and throw him over the wall.

"I don't have much appetite." Li Baihan said with a little grievance, and stared at her with a pair of peach blossom eyes, which made her scalp numb.

Song Weiwei was speechless, as if he was the one who was tossed all night last night. Who should have the less appetite?
"Oh, it might be because you're too full, why don't you ask Special Assistant Jiang to call you a family doctor?" Song Weiwei pretended to be stupid, deliberately not listening to the hints in his words.

Li Baihan: "..."

I hate you for being a piece of wood!
He looked at the sky, and there was a light falling into his eyes, as if the sky was full of stars, he said: "It's still early, why don't you walk with me, maybe you will have an appetite for dinner in a while."

Song Weiwei pursed her red lips slightly, looked at him, and finally lost in his sad eyes, her heart softened, "Okay, I'll walk with you."

Li Baihan's thin lips curled slightly, and his eyes immediately became tender and sweet, "There is a lake in front, let's go there for a walk."

The two walked side by side to the artificial lake. Unlike Beicheng, which is close to the sea in Jiangcheng, most villas are surrounded by mountains and the sea. Most of the lakes here are man-made lakes.

The artificial lake in the villa area uses running water, which is maintained all year round. The lake is crystal clear. There are many ornamental fish in the lake. From time to time, they flick their tails and splash water, causing ripples to ripple around.

Li Baihan asked her in a low voice, "How is the operation going?"

"It's no problem for my brother to make a move." Song Weiwei said with a proud expression on her face.

Li Baihan's gaze paused for a moment on her face, and he felt a little tasteless because of the admiration and trust in Song Yuheng in her eyes.

And the way she looked at him was always nothingness.

Even if the two of them had done such an intimate thing last night, their relationship stagnated after getting out of bed, and there was a vague tendency to retreat.

When did she look at him like this?
"Dr. Song is said to have never had a failure. How lucky to meet his patients." Li Baihan said.

Song Weiwei smiled, "I heard that Dr. Li has never failed outside of his heart. They are all gods in medicine, which makes people awe-inspiring."

Li Baihan's eyelids twitched, it's fine that she worshiped Song Yuheng, but how could she count as Li Qingcheng?

"Yes," Li Baihan changed the subject, "Are you tired, let's sit in the gazebo in front for a while."

Song Weiwei didn't know what he was thinking, so she followed him to the pavilion in front. This one was the pavilion in the middle of the lake, surrounded by water, and only a winding bridge was built across it.

The lake was quiet, and the two of them sat down next to the beauty, and the surrounding lights came into view. This pavilion in the middle of the lake can take a panoramic view of most of the villa area.

Even if the sky is dim at this time, the night view is also beautiful.

The two sat next to each other, Li Baihan stretched out his hand to hold her hand, Song Weiwei saw that he was touching her hand all the time, she laughed and said, "Have you figured it out, how heavy is my bone?"

Li Baihan's eyes were also full of smiles, and he smiled: "Your fingers are slender, with well-proportioned joints, and the ring should look good on you."

Song Weiwei doesn't like to wear jewelry. She almost never wears jewelry on her wrists and neck. In the past, during their marriage, she would wear a diamond ring.

The wedding ring that Li Baihan bought her back then was a pigeon egg, and it cost hundreds of thousands to wear on her finger. She protected it like a treasure, for fear of losing it.

Hearing his hint at this time, she indifferently wanted to pull her hand back, but she couldn't pull it out a few times. She glanced at the man, while Li Baihan's fingertips were gently stroking the thin calluses left by carvings on her right fingers.

This action was too ambiguous, but it made Song Weiwei feel a little inferior for a moment.

She grew up in the countryside since she was a child, chopping firewood and chopping pigs to do farm work. Her fingers have always been rough, and they even have scars from accidental injuries with knives.

When she was first taken to Li's house, Li Minglan was only ten years old at that time, she was innocent and spoke without thinking. Once, Li's father took her family on a trip and took her with him.

She sat with Li Minglan, and Li Minglan would play with her hands when she was bored in the car. She still remembered that Li Minglan said without holding back: "Sister Song, you have calluses on your fingers, it feels so comfortable to touch."

At that time, she felt Li Baihan's gaze, and felt ashamed.

She put her hands behind her back and raised her head to look at him awkwardly, but he had already turned his head to look out the window, her cheeks were burning hot immediately.

At this moment when Li Baihan touched her hand like this, the anger turned into anger and couldn't stop rushing to her heart, she withdrew her hand suddenly, "It's getting late, I'm going back."

Li Baihan watched her get up in a hurry and walked quickly to the bridge. He hurriedly chased after her, but he didn't know why she suddenly became angry.

"Song Song, I'm with you."

Song Weiwei felt that there was some inferiority complex engraved in her bones, even if she had been reborn now, once she touched it, she would be defeated.

She ignored Li Baihan and just walked forward quickly.

When she rushed across the road, the headlights in front of her flickered and the horn sounded rapidly. She remembered the car accident seven years ago, and she was so startled that she broke out in a cold sweat.

Li Baihan followed closely, quickly grasping her waist and moving her back. When the two of them stood still, he asked eagerly, "Song Song, are you alright?"

The car on the side of the road stopped, the door opened, and a tall and straight man walked over quickly. It was He Lanzhou. He looked at Song Weiwei anxiously, "Song Song, why is it you?"

Song Weiwei stabilized her mind, struggled out of Li Baihan's arms, and said, "Where are you from?"

He Lanzhou had just returned from abroad, his eyes turned around the two of them, and finally fell on Song Weiwei, "I just returned to China, and I'm going to visit your house, do you want to go back together?"

Song Weiwei didn't want to be alone with Li Baihan anymore, she nodded, "Well, let's go back."

He Lanzhou opened the back seat door, Song Weiwei looked back at Li Baihan, bent down and sat in the back seat, the car door closed, separating the two people's sight.

He Lanzhou turned around and stared at Li Baihan, "Don't you know that Song Song was in a car accident? You let her run out so suddenly, if something happens, what do you have to explain to the Song family?"

The man's usually cynical eyebrows and eyes were very sharp at this moment, staring at him for a moment, his eyes burning with anger.

Li Baihan pursed his thin lips slightly, he still had lingering fears just now, and his lips turned pale, "It's because I didn't protect her well..."

"If you can't protect her well, don't get close to her, scumbag."

After He Lanzhou finished speaking, he turned and got into the car.

Li Baihan stood on the side of the road, almost laughed out of anger, he looked down at the woman sitting in the back seat, she was looking at the front, but not at him.

Li Baihan felt a little suffocated in his heart, and he gritted his back molars until the car drove away quickly.

*
He Lanzhou's car drove into Song's residence and stopped in front of the fountain. Song Weiwei got down from the back seat. He Lanzhou looked at her worriedly, "Who did you argue with?"

Song Weiwei shook her head, "There's no quarrel, it's just a knot in my heart."

He Lanzhou saw that she was not interested, so he stopped discussing Li Baihan with her. The engagement between the two of them could not be settled. Fortunately, the two of them had a good relationship. He Lanzhou didn't treat her like a son and daughter, so meeting her now is not awkward.

"What's the matter with your heart, just open it up, Song Song, you see that you are very talented now, I heard that you have won the No.1 sculpture competition, and you will go to the United States to compete next month, who can be as good as you?" He Lanzhou said with a smile.

Song Weiwei smiled, "Well, I am the best person in the world."

"Yes, you need to have such arrogance. Come on, Song Song, shout with me!" He Lanzhou put his hands around his mouth in the form of amplifying the sound, and suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Our Song Song is the best in the world. people!"

Song Weiwei heard him yelling several times, startling the birds in the garden, she couldn't laugh or cry, and in the end He Lanzhou forced her to yell a few times.

"Song Song, your voice is too soft, you have to imitate me and lower your dantian, come on, shout again." He Lanzhou yelled three more times into the deserted garden.

Song Weiwei went all out, let go of the volume and yelled several times, as if she wanted to yell out all the inferiority in her heart.

The two of them were like students in Secondary Two, who yelled louder in the competition, and one of them came out from the upstairs terrace, "I said, can you two change the time for Secondary Two, it's very disturbing."

The slogan that Song Weiwei was about to shout was cut off in her throat. She looked back and saw her brother standing on the terrace in his nightgown. Through the shining light, he could still see his exhausted face.

He Lanzhou idly asked, "Brother, is he sleeping? I'm sorry, I woke you up."

Song Yuheng put his hands on the railing, squinted his eyes, "When did Lan Zhou come back? I heard you hid from a blind date and went abroad?"

He Lanzhou subconsciously glanced at Song Weiwei, seeing that she had no special emotions, he said, "Hey, I'm full of love debts, if I don't avoid it, I'm afraid I'll be eaten alive by those women."

Song Yuheng: "This is Young Master He's meeting."

"Brother, don't bully me. I'll give you this row of noodles. I'm so weird. You're also an older leftover man. Why doesn't your aunt force you to go on a blind date?" He Lanzhou complained.

"Because my mother is democratic."

The two chatted up and down strangely like this, Song Weiwei was tossed about by Li Baihan last night, and today she stayed with Xiao Lin outside the operating room all afternoon, so she really didn't have the energy to chat with them at the moment.

She stepped into the villa, and saw Song's mother downstairs watching the family ethics drama at eight o'clock.

She watched a passage with her before. The heroine is the real daughter who was replaced in the true and false daughter. She grew up in a poor family and was brought back to her mother. She is out of tune with the upper class.

Seeing that she was submissive, her real mother didn't want to take her out to meet people, so she only took her fake daughter out. The fake daughter was a double-faced person, she acted pitifully in front of her adoptive mother, but secretly humiliated the real daughter.

Later, the real daughter drowned, and after being rescued, her temperament changed drastically. She was no longer submissive as before, showing amazing talents, and slapped her mother's family in the face.

Mother Song was filled with righteous indignation when she saw that the real daughter was abused by her family after returning home, "Is this my real mother? My daughter has suffered so much in the countryside, and she still has to share a room with the fake daughter who has occupied the magpie's nest. It just pissed me off."

Song Weiwei changed her shoes and walked over. Seeing her mother so angry, she wished she could rush into the TV and tear her apart. She couldn't help laughing, "Mom, this is a TV show."

"Even if it's a TV series, I can't figure it out. Doesn't she feel sorry for her daughter who has suffered too much? If it were me, I would work so hard to get my daughter back, and I would definitely not treat her like this." Mother Song said.

Song Weiwei's eyes were hot. She still remembered that when she just opened her eyes, Mother Song was sitting beside her hospital bed wiping her tears. Later, she went to the hospital to accompany her almost every day.

She has been awake for so many years, she has treated her in every possible way, wishing to give her all the things she has to make up for the vacancy of these years.

"Mom, you are the best mother in the world."

Mother Song beckoned to her, and Song Weiwei walked over meekly, and sat down beside her, covering the back of her hand with soft palms, and Mother Song held her hand.

"Good boy, I heard that you slept outside last night, you..." Song's mother paused, her eyes fell on the hickey on the side of Song Weiwei's neck.

The hickey had turned dark purple, and she glanced at it several times, her eyelids twitching.

Song Weiwei noticed that her gaze stayed on her neck, she looked a little uncomfortable, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Mother Song's eyes flickered, "It's nothing, it's just that the TV is too annoying, blood relationship is more important, or long-term company is more important?"

Song Weiwei glanced at the TV, the real mother on the TV was scolding her daughter for throwing her away at the banquet, the fake daughter was watching from the sidelines, and occasionally said a few words for her real daughter, but she was completely trampling on her.

"I have been raised by my side for many years, and I have cared for them like jewels and treasures. Even if I know it's fake, I can't let it go for a while, plus..."

Song Weiwei didn't go on to say, people are not sages, who can be innocent?

Song's mother didn't quite agree, "Even if you can't let go, you shouldn't dislike your real daughter. You see, the fake daughter has been eating well since childhood, receiving the best education, learning piano and ballet, and all of these should be real daughters. Yes, but as for my daughter, she grew up in the countryside, and even went to school secretly eavesdropping outside the classroom. If it weren't for the selfish adoptive mother who wanted to see her daughter before she died, she would have been detained in the countryside all her life. Doesn't she have the slightest bit of pity?"

Song Weiwei saw that she was getting more and more angry, and quickly reached out to pat her on the back, "Mom, you are right, this mother is too unreliable. If the heroine meets you, she will not know how happy she will be."

Song's mother raised her hand and pinched her face, "You still have a sweet mouth, alas, mother has made you suffer all these years, and mother has always blamed herself."

Song Weiwei's heart felt hot, and her eyes were slightly hot, "Mom, I am very happy now, thank you for finding me and giving me a home."