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

Song Weiwei's negative recovery thoughts stopped abruptly in the second month after she woke up. Something happened that day, something that made her terrified.

Song's father and Song's mother were going to a dinner party that day, so they asked Aunt Rong to bring Song Chenchen to the hospital to see her. When Aunt Rong arrived, she realized that she was busy going out and forgot to take the bowls and chopsticks.

She put Song Chenchen in the ward, talked to Song Weiwei, and went downstairs to borrow bowls and chopsticks from the cafeteria.

As soon as Aunt Rong left, Song Chenchen rolled over from the stroller. The movement was so loud that Song Weiwei opened her eyes in shock.

She had been ignoring the existence of this child, but she didn't dare to face it. Seeing him fall to the ground, crying in pain, her heart twitched violently.

Song Chenchen cried aggrievedly, and stretched out his hands towards her, "Mom, hug me, it hurts..."

This was the first time Song Chenchen called her mother, holding up her small arms with tears in her eyes, wanting to be hugged and comforted by her.

She sat on the bed motionless, staring blankly at the little crying bag, but she didn't hug him.Song Chenchen cried for a while, and probably knew that she would not talk to him, so he stood up on the floor and staggered towards the door.

Song Weiwei didn't know where he was going, so she hurriedly stopped him, "Don't go out."

How could the child follow the adult's wishes? He opened the half-open door and walked out. When his figure disappeared through the crack of the door, Song Weiwei suddenly became nervous.

This is a hospital, Song Chenchen is still too young, there is no guardian to follow him, what if he gets lost?
That's how she got lost back then, what if he was unlucky and didn't meet Mr. Song like she did, but met a bad guy?

"Song Chenchen, come back!" Song Weiwei called out his name for the first time. She was so anxious that she threw off the quilt and got out of bed. As a result, her legs were limp, and she fell down as soon as she stepped on the ground.

Ignoring the pain, she struggled to stand up, but she got up and fell down again. Seeing Song Chenchen disappear, she went crazy.

For the first time, she hated herself for being disabled and for being passive in recovery. If she was healthy, she would be able to chase out and bring Song Chenchen back.

Fortunately, Song Chenchen was not lost, he was brought back by Aunt Rong, but this incident also left them with lingering fears.

Later, Song Weiwei began to actively recover. She didn't want to experience such powerlessness again. She wanted to live and give Song Chenchen a home.

Song Chenchen in his arms fell asleep contentedly. Song Weiwei looked down at him for a while, then kissed his forehead lightly.

In the dark, she didn't feel sleepy at all, the tip of her tongue unconsciously licked her skinned lips, she gave a slight "hiss" in pain, did Li Baihan belong to a dog, biting so hard?
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The thunderstorm stopped in the middle of the night. Song Weiwei fell asleep in a daze and had a nightmare. She dreamed that her limbs were bound by chains, and Miaoyi people lifted a huge stone and pressed it on her heart, making her breathless.

When she woke up, she felt a heavy heart, and her body seemed to be pressed by something, and she couldn't move. When she lowered her head, she saw a black head laying in her arms.

She recognized the little head, and couldn't help letting out a long breath, only to realize that the little guy was like an octopus, wrapping its hands and feet around her body, as if afraid that she would run away.

The back of her head hit the pillow, thinking of the dream just now, she still felt lingering fear.

She lay down for a while, gently removed Song Chenchen's hands and feet, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Through the glass window, she saw the twilight outside, she turned and went back to the bedroom, picked up Song Chenchen from the bed, then took their bags, intending to leave before Li Baihan woke up.

Last night she lost her mind and quarreled with him, and today she is sober, she really doesn't know how to face him, should she continue to make excuses with him?
Then she felt that she was hypocritical.

Song Chenchen felt something in a daze, and he opened his eyes suddenly, "Mum, there's an earthquake, let's run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the master bedroom next to him was suddenly pulled open, and the person she didn't want to see was standing at the door.

What is a social death scene?

Song Weiwei looked down at her drowsy son in her arms. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man walking towards them. She looked hopeless.

She originally wanted to leave quietly with Song Chenchen in her arms, but his howl directly screamed Li Baihan from the master bedroom.

She complained viciously in her heart: You are really my good son!
Li Baihan walked up to them in a few steps, he stared at Song Weiwei, naturally he did not miss the flashing guilty expression on her face, and...

Song Chenchen in her arms and two bags on her wrists.

His eyes were dark. In fact, he didn't sleep last night, and the words Song Weiwei said echoed in his ears repeatedly. Every word could make his heart feel like a knife.

The difference of one thought back then has caused the irreparable situation today.

Song Weiwei closed her eyes, her expression had returned to indifference, she patted Song Chenchen on the back, "There is no earthquake, go on to sleep."

Song Chenchen was awake now, he opened his eyes, turned his head and saw Li Baihan, he was very happy, "Shu Shu, did I wake you up?"

Li Baihan's hand hanging by his side froze. After a while, he took Song Chenchen and said, "Are you going back?"

The words were for Song Weiwei.

Song Weiwei pursed her lips, and her embarrassing toes were about to pick out three rooms and two living rooms in the slippers. She clearly wanted to leave quietly, but now she was blocked by the owner of the house.

Song Weiwei said bluntly: "Well, the rain...has stopped, so I can't bother you anymore."

Last night's stay was due to the sudden heavy rain. When the rain stopped, they should leave naturally.

Li Baihan nodded slowly, looking at Song Weiwei's awkward expression, he whispered, "I'll see you off."

"No need, it's just a few steps away." Song Weiwei walked downstairs with Song Chenchen in her arms. She also carried two bags, one was her tote bag and the other was Song Chenchen's tiger bag.

The bag was a little in the way, always blocking her view.

Li Baihan didn't say anything more, stretched out his big hand, passed through Song Chenchen's armpit, and easily hugged him into his arms, "Take your bag and watch the way carefully."

Song Weiwei pursed her lower lip. The man had already passed her downstairs with the child in his arms. She stood still for a few seconds before hastily following.

Song Chenchen lay on Li Baihan's shoulder, keenly aware of the strange atmosphere between them, he felt inexplicably sad when he thought of their quarrel downstairs last night.

Are they not getting back together?

So he doesn't have a father anymore?

Li Baihan carried Song Chenchen downstairs, the downstairs was empty, they walked through the living room, and came to the entrance, Li Baihan put Song Chenchen down, bent over and took out his small leather shoes from the shoe cabinet, squatted in front of him and silently helped him put them on superior.

Song Chenchen's eyes were sour, and he looked up at Song Weiwei who was also changing her shoes. He bit his lower lip and didn't say anything to upset Song Weiwei.

But he was so sad.

After changing the shoes, Song Weiwei put the slippers back in the shoe cabinet. The atmosphere was heavy. She pretended that she didn't see the sadness in Song Chenchen's eyes, and opened the door first.

It's raining, and the air is filled with a fresh earthy smell, and the morning wind blows over, carrying a hint of coolness, as if it can soothe the depression in people's hearts.

She stood by the door and said to Song Chenchen, "Let's go, we're going back."

Song Chenchen looked up at Li Baihan, his eyes full of reluctance, he was afraid that if he stepped out of this door today, he would never be able to come to him in the future.

"Shu Shu, can I come here to play again in the future?"

Li Baihan's heart throbbed violently. He knelt down and looked at Song Chenchen, "As long as you are willing to come, Uncle welcomes you at any time."

Song Chenchen's expression was finally not as solemn as before. He took his hand and said, "Then you want to take us home?"

Li Baihan raised his eyelids and glanced at Song Weiwei who was standing beside him. Seeing that she had rejection written all over her body, he squeezed his son's hand tightly and said, "Well, I'll take you back."

The little guy's emotions came and went quickly, he grabbed Song Weiwei's hand with his other hand, and said with a smile on his face: "Mum, Shushu will take us home."

The two were led by Song Chenchen, neither of them broke away from his hand, and the two were pulled out of the gate in a detached manner.

The air was good in the morning after the rain. Many people in the villa area came out to walk their dogs or jog in the morning. From time to time, acquaintances passed by to say hello to Song Weiwei.

Seeing Li Baihan standing next to Song Weiwei, everyone knew his identity, so they nodded to greet him, and when they walked away, they became suspicious.

How did this upstart in Jiangcheng get so close to the adopted daughter of the Song family? Those who didn't know thought they were husband and wife.

I met several acquaintances one after another, and it took at least 10 minutes to reach the intersection. There was a breakfast shed at the intersection, and something was cooking in the pot, steaming and fragrant.

Song Chenchen's stomach grumbled inappropriately, he stared helplessly at the golden and crispy fried dough sticks on the shelf, and tugged at Song Weiwei's hand.

"Mum, I want to eat small wontons and fried dough sticks."

Song Weiwei originally wanted to say that the roadside stalls were not clean, but when she lowered her eyes and saw the longing in the child's eyes, she swallowed her words back and led him over there.

"Only this time, next time is not an example."

Song Chenchen was so happy that she almost jumped up, "Yeah, Mommy is the best!"

Song Weiwei was amused by his exaggerated appearance, and the corners of her mouth, which had been tensed all morning, curved slightly, and she looked like a smile, "Hmm!"

When they walked to the breakfast stand, the old man quickly asked them to sit down. The tables and chairs were clean. After they sat down, Song Chenchen ordered a fried dough stick and a bowl of small wontons.

Song Weiwei took the menu and looked at it. There were many types of breakfast. In addition to fried dough sticks and small wontons, there were also porridge and noodles. She ordered small wontons, and then put the menu in front of Li Baihan, "I don't know what you like to eat, order it yourself."

Li Baihan didn't look at the menu, and ordered a bowl of small wontons.

The old man turned around and went to the pot to order wontons, and brought you sticks and soy milk. Song Chenchen was so hungry that his chest was on his back and his stomach was rumbling, so he picked up the fried sticks and took a bite.

"Delicious!" He chewed a few mouthfuls, the golden fried dough sticks were even crispier than he imagined, before he swallowed a bite, he hurriedly took another bite.

"Eat slowly, be careful of choking." Song Weiwei reached out and wiped the crumbs of fried dough sticks from the corner of his mouth. Seeing how delicious he was eating, she also had a little appetite.

Seeing this, the old man said: "My deep-fried dough sticks don't contain alum, it's very healthy to eat."

Song Weiwei smiled at the old man. The old man often set up stalls near here, but most of the time they were on the other side of the square. A few times when she passed by in the morning, she would buy some breakfast to take home.

But this is the first time to eat at the breakfast stand, and it feels different again.

Especially when she saw white smoke billowing from the stove, that kind of human smoke hit her heart in an instant, her eyes went blank, and she was in a daze.

Li Baihan was sitting next to her. After the quarrel last night, the distance between them, which had been shortened, suddenly became very far away.

How can I describe that feeling, that is, she is clearly sitting next to him, and he can touch her as soon as he stretches out his hand, but there is an invisible wall between them, preventing him from touching her.

Song Chenchen bit the deep-fried dough stick, looked at this and then that, and suddenly found sadly that he seemed a bit redundant.

Someone came jogging in the distance, and accidentally glanced at the corner of the breakfast stand. His gaze was slightly fixed, and then he ran towards this side.

As the shadows fell, a man's breath was heard, "I look a bit like you, but I didn't expect it to be true. Why are you eating breakfast outside today?"

The person who came was Song Yuheng who had just returned home last night.

Song Yuheng was wearing sportswear, with a headband on his forehead, his handsome face was slightly flushed, crystal clear beads of sweat glistened on the tips of his hair, and he was full of vigor.

"Big brother."

"uncle!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Song Yuheng pinched Song Chenchen's chubby cheeks, "Eat slowly, uncle will buy it for you if you don't have enough."

Song Chenchen smiled so much that she showed her white teeth, and gave him the fried dough sticks strongly, "Uncle, the fried dough sticks just out of the pan are delicious."

"Little greedy cat." After Song Yuheng finished speaking, his eyes shifted to Li Baihan next to him. He frowned, "I heard that President Li has been in Jiangcheng recently, and the CBD in the west of the city has started construction?"

Li Baihan nodded at him, "The progress is pretty smooth, so there's no need to delay it."

Song Yuheng laughed, but the smile was very shallow, and it was hard to see if he was sneering, "President Li's arrival may shake the business district of Jiangcheng."

Song's father also planned to bid for the land in the west of the city before, but later it was taken over by Li Baihan, a foreign businessman. It's not that the Song family can't compete with Li Baihan, but the upper management needs to attract investment and benefit from the foreign businessman.

With such a policy, Father Song has nothing to do after dealing with it.

But if he hated Li Baihan because of this, Father Song is not such a stingy person.He has worked hard in the mall for so many years, and he has always believed in doing his best and obeying the destiny.

It's not that he didn't try his best to win a project before, but in the end he was caught first, and he took the gains and losses very lightly.

"Brother Song is too serious. I don't intend to shake Jiangcheng's business district. I just want to gain a foothold in Jiangcheng." Li Baihan said.

Song Yuheng: "Beicheng is so big, isn't it enough for you to gain a foothold?"

Li Baihan heard the provocation in his words, his eyes paused on Song Weiwei for a moment, and he said, "Weiwei is here."

Song Yuheng: "..."

Dare he move his career to Jiangcheng for the sake of his family, Song Song?

and many more!

What did he call Song Song just now, Weiwei?

They already know each other?
Song Yuheng glanced at Song Weiwei, but Song Weiwei didn't explain, she pushed a bowl of steaming small wontons in front of Song Yuheng.

"Brother, let's eat wontons."