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

Li Baihan grabbed her hand and touched him. Song Weiwei's eyes widened. Why didn't she realize that this man was drunk and would play tricks on himself?

The next second, her hand was attached to his heart, and the strong heartbeat came again, making her palm numb.She pulled her hand away, but didn't pull it back.

"It's hard here."

Listening to his aggrieved voice, Song Weiwei thought to herself that you are promising, you are wronged and act like a spoiled child when you are drunk, begging to be petted three times.

"Well, drinking is bad for your health. It's normal to have a burning stomach. Do you want some water? I'll ask the waiter to get a glass." She sat up and was about to leave.

But the hand around her waist pulled her back, and the man rubbed against her neck like a coquettish big dog, "I don't want you to leave me."

Song Weiwei patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Okay, okay, I won't leave, so what should we do now, we're going to stay in the car all night."

Her eyes flicked to the cab, it was impossible for her to drive, she would never sit in the driver's seat again in her life.

The artificial intelligence system didn't know what to interpret from her words, and the mechanical voice sounded, "Master, we are specific about the function of unmanned driving, just tell us the destination, and we will send the owner home safely."

Song Weiwei is still not used to the artificial intelligence that can speak suddenly, she was taken aback, "It is indeed an artificial intelligence sports car with a limited edition of three in the world."

"Yes, master, we are excellent."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She glanced at the unclosed car door. The man's long legs were lazily pressing against the car door. She struggled for a while and wanted to close the car door.

But as soon as she moved, Li Baihan hugged her even tighter, as if afraid that she would run away, so she had no choice but to lie on his chest and stay still. After a long while, she heard his breathing gradually stabilized, and then she slowly moved away. His arms around her waist.

This time, he was very quiet, and he should have been completely overwhelmed by the alcohol.

She sat up, straightened her messy clothes, and let out a long breath.

She moved his legs into the car without much effort, closed the door, gave an address to the artificial intelligence in the car, the car started automatically, and slowly drove out of the parking lot.

It was the first time for Song Weiwei to ride a self-driving car, and it was a bit scary despite the novelty. No one was sitting in the cab, so she always felt creepy.

The car is on the road smoothly, the artificial intelligence obeys the traffic rules very well, the merging and turning are very professional, and it feels more reliable than the driver.

She was relieved slowly, and rubbed the center of her eyebrows tiredly.

Four or ten minutes later, the car drove into Song's house. The cool appearance of the sports car attracted Uncle Xu from the security room to watch.

From the corner of the eye, he caught sight of Song Weiwei getting off the back seat, and he walked over quickly, "Song Song, why is there no one driving this car, how did you come back?"

"It drove back by itself." Song Weiwei said.

As early as ten years ago, the concept of unmanned driving was proposed at major automobile investment conferences, but there has been no mature technology, so it is still in the test.

Uncle Xu's eyes widened in shock, "I drove it back by myself, why did I drive it back?"

Song Weiwei smiled and said: "The car has an artificial intelligence system, which can drive more stably than the driver, and can also predict in advance which section of the road is not congested, and arrive at the destination in the shortest time, which is very smart."

Uncle Xu nodded, "You rich people really know how to play."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She glanced at the man lying in the car, and was about to ask Uncle Xu to help her get him out of the car, when she heard footsteps behind her.

She looked back and saw Song Yuheng wearing a white T-shirt and beige slacks. He should have just taken a shower, his hair was wet, and he looked a little more handsome than usual.

"Brother, you came just in time, help me get President Li in."

Song Yuheng put his hands in his pockets, because Li Qingcheng donated bone marrow to Song Chenchen, his hostility towards Li Baihan was not so strong, he said, "What's the matter with him?"

"Underestimated the stamina of red wine." Song Weiwei said it in a subtle manner, saving enough face for Li Baihan.

Song Yuheng: "... Promise!"

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, she stepped forward and pulled his arm, "Brother, let's stop making sarcastic remarks, let's help him in first."

Song Yuheng saw that she couldn't hide the tiredness between her brows, so she didn't say any more, and motioned for Uncle Xu to help Li Baihan out of the car with him.

Song Weiwei went to the cab to take out her backpack, and followed them into the villa.

Song Yuheng and Uncle Xu sent Li Baihan to the guest room on the first floor, Uncle Xu took off his shoes, covered him with a quilt, talked to Song Yuheng, and went out.

Song Weiwei went upstairs to change her clothes and came down. Seeing Song Yuheng coming out of the guest room, she said, "Aren't you awake?"

"Sleeping like a pig." Song Yuheng said calmly, "By the way, after Chenchen's illness is cured, what are your plans?"

Song Weiwei hesitated, "What do you mean?"

"Are you and him still so unclear?" Song Yuheng asked bluntly.

Song Weiwei lowered her eyes, the light on her head shone on her body, as if she had been coated with a layer of light, she said, "I don't know."

Song Yuheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, she would answer like this, which caught him unexpectedly, "Song Song, have you been shaken by him?"

Song Weiwei raised her head and looked straight into Song Yuheng's eyes, "He asked me tonight if he could give him a chance, and I gave it."

She gave, but didn't agree right away, because she still had knots in her heart, and she couldn't let go of what happened seven years ago.

Song Yuheng said: "Song Song, no matter what decision you make, we will support you, as long as you feel happy, so no matter what you think, you have to ask yourself, are you happy now? If he can't make you happy, I hope You think about it more."

Song Weiwei was moved, "Thank you brother."

Song Yuheng stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, and didn't continue the topic, "I heard that the cultural relics bureau sent that set of masks to your studio today?"

Song Weiwei was helpless, "Why do you all know?"

"Us?" Song Yuheng was puzzled.

Song Weiwei pouted towards the guest room, "Aren't you all busy people, and you still have time to check Weibo?"

"Keep up with hot spots and become a surfing expert." Song Yuheng said that he is a qualified surfing expert, and if there is any movement on the Internet, everyone around him will talk about it.

Song Weiwei laughed out loud, "It seems that you are all concerned about me, and you did send it, but it's a little troublesome. The people from the Cultural Relics Bureau probably didn't think about how far I would restore it. They just wanted to find a replacement for the mask. haven."

Song Yuheng frowned, "How do you say that?"

Song Weiwei told Song Yuheng about the theft from the Cultural Relics Bureau not long ago, and Song Yuheng immediately understood her current situation, "I knew you shouldn't have taken this job, our family is not short of money now."

Song Weiwei pursed her lips and smiled, "There is no shortage of money. I mainly want everyone to sing bad news. If you don't think I can restore the cultural relics, then I will quietly restore the cultural relics and amaze those keyboard warriors to death."

Song Weiwei raised her hand and poked her on the forehead lightly, "You, I believe in your ability, but what if those bandits target your studio?"

The Bureau of Cultural Relics is heavily guarded and has a security system. All the bandits broke in, let alone a small studio.

"That's why I set up a battle of doubts. It's just that it will be a little harder these few days. When the time comes, I will invite you into the urn and catch those bandits in the urn.
Song Yuheng looked at her, "Do you have an idea?"

"Well." Song Weiwei took this job, so it was impossible not to think about the stakes involved. Cultural relics can't go wrong. As for those who want to use cultural relics to make trouble, naturally they can't let them go.

*
In the hospital, Miao Yiren was able to get out of bed after several days of treatment, and Mr. Zhang who had been missing for several days also appeared.

Mr. Zhang came over with a deaf-mute servant, bought a set of sapphire jewelry for Miao Yiren, and apologized to her, telling her not to care about Mrs. Zhang.

Miao Yiren said with a cold face, "Just want to get rid of me for a set of sapphire jewelry? How much have I suffered during this time, I will accompany you to play whatever you want, and let you have fun, but your wife almost beat you to death? "

Mr. Zhang looked at her flowery face, coupled with her cold and arrogant appearance, he hadn't vented it for a few days, which made his heart itch.

"This set of sapphire jewelry is very expensive. If you don't like it, you can change it to ruby ​​and emerald." Mr. Zhang coaxed her.

Miao Yiren patted his outstretched hairy hands away, and said, "You didn't buy this set of jewelry at the market, did you?"

Mr. Zhang grabbed her hand and rubbed it on his chin obscenely, "Naturally, good things won't be sold on the market, they are all in my little coffers."

Miao Yiren thought that he had a "golden mountain", her eyes were almost green, she suppressed her impatience, and said coldly: "You said you have a small treasury, but I have never seen it, how do I know if you are bragging ?”

Mr. Zhang blushed suddenly and his neck thickened, "When did I ever brag?"

Miao Yiren said: "Who knows, maybe all the money you gave me recently has wiped out your bottom line, so your wife came to the door angrily?"

After getting along for this period of time, Miaoyiren has basically understood Mr. Zhang's personality, knowing that if he does not satisfy his perverted hobbies for a long time, he will appear very impetuous.

If you cheat him at this time, there are eight or nine times out of ten you can get something out of it.

It's easier to get him off guard than after the fact.

really.

"I did use a little money from my family. Otherwise, once the matter of me raising a woman outside is exposed, people will suspect where the money came from. My wife doesn't know about the treasury."

He needs to maintain his clean and honest image outside, so he finds a place to hide the money he got.

Miao Yiren looked at him suspiciously, "Did you lie to me?"

"Of course I didn't lie to you."

Miao Yiren's eyes rolled, and she thought about it immediately, she said: "Then when I recover from my injury, you take me to your vault, in your golden mountain, you can do whatever you want to me."

Mr. Zhang hesitated.

Miao Yiren observed his expression and saw that he was unwilling, so she pretended not to care and said, "Forget it, every time you beat me to a bloody mess, I can't even move, and I can still steal your treasure from Jinshan." No?"

Mr. Zhang also knows that she is now a down and out phoenix, not as good as a chicken. The Song Group has collapsed, and she has offended Li Baihan, so she has no place to stand in Beicheng.

She can only rely on him now, and he just treats her as a plaything. If she is broken and played to death, when the time comes, she will be thrown into the sea, and no one will look for her.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth, "Okay, I will take you there when you are discharged from the hospital."

Miao Yiren was overjoyed, as long as she had that golden mountain, she would have the capital to compete with Li Baihan and Song Weiwei, and what she wanted to do would be much easier than now.

*
Mr. Zhang left the deaf-mute servant to take care of Miaoyi, and he went back first. Miaoyi's heart was full of emotion. She paid the deaf-mute servant, played with the sapphire jewelry, and thought about pawning this set of jewelry and buying a new one. good price.

She doesn't need these jewelry now, but Jiangcheng doesn't know what's going on, that little bastard had better die of rejection.

She thought she could threaten them with her own bone marrow, but she never expected that the Li family actually had bone marrow that matched Song Chenchen.

It seems that God is not on her side.

She was restless, picked up her mobile phone and made a call, and the connection was quickly connected there. Her tone was cold, "What's the situation now?"

"Miss Miao, if you don't contact me again, you will probably attend their reconciled wedding." The man on the other end said strangely.

Miao Yiren said angrily: "I called you 100 million, is that how you do things for me?"

The man said: "I haven't waited for Miss Miao's order, and I dare not act rashly. The young master has already been transferred to the ordinary ward."

Miao Yiren clenched the quilt tightly, her cheeks twisted with hatred, she said angrily: "Didn't I let you find a chance to do something?"

"Then you have to find an opportunity." The man was helpless.

Miao Yiren gritted her teeth, "What do you mean?"

The man was very helpless, "The young master has a noble status. For such a big operation, there are not dozens of bodyguards to protect him. It's not enough for ostentation."

Miao Yiren understands, Song Chenchen is surrounded by bodyguards, they have no chance to get close, let alone tampering, even if they get close to the ward, they will be asked out immediately.

"You don't know what to do?" Miao Yiren roared angrily.

The man was so shaken that his eardrums hurt, he took the phone away, and after Miaoyi finished yelling, he said: "The money can be refunded to you, we can't handle the matter."

Miao Yi was so angry that she hung up the phone, cursing and saying: "Useless things, I spent money to find what you bastards are doing, I'm really mad at me!"

Miao Yiren calmed down for a while, and then called another person, who took a long time to answer the phone, "Miss Miao, I haven't contacted for a long time, I thought you asked someone else to help you."

"Something happened on my side. What I said last time still counts. I will transfer the money to your account soon, but I don't want that little bastard's life. I want Song Weiwei's life."

She wanted to kill Song Weiwei, only when she died would the resentment in her heart disappear, and only when she died would Li Baihan live in pain for the rest of his life.

The man said with a smile: "It is said that the heart of a woman is the most vicious. Miss Miao should have done so long ago. What's the point of touching a child who doesn't know anything? If you want to touch it, you can do it big."

"As long as you help me get rid of him, the money is up to you."

After hanging up the phone, the man in the suit looked at Xie Lingyu who was shaking his wine glass, and said, "Miaoyiren can't take it anymore, and is going to attack Song Weiwei."

"She wants to kill Song Weiwei?" Xie Lingyu was not surprised that Miao Yiren would be so crazy, after all, it was not the first time for her to kill someone.

"Yes!"

Xie Lingyu cursed in a low voice, "Idiot, where does she think Jiangcheng is? It's easy to touch that little doll, but she's courting death if she wants to touch Song Weiwei!"