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

The fact that Xie Lingyu was thrown out of the company by Li Baihan quickly spread to Song Weiwei's ears, and Shen Qingyuan sent her the video directly.

"Secret Song, you didn't see what President Li looked like at that time. He was cold and domineering. He didn't give Xie Lingyu any face at all, and asked Special Assistant Jiang to throw her out. He was so handsome!"

"Hahaha, Xie Lingyu definitely didn't expect that Mr. Li would treat her so cruelly regardless of the friendship between the Li Xie family. I can see that her angry face is distorted."

"It's so satisfying, let her come to find a sense of existence."

Shen Qingyuan sent several messages one after another, showing how excited she was. After watching the video, Song Weiwei smiled slightly.

Li Baihan was like this in the past, pure-hearted, ascetic, and unkind.

At that time, she lived in Li's house, and every time she saw him, she had to muster up a lot of courage to approach him, obviously they met first, and he even saved her.

But there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't cross it.

"He has always been so ruthless to people he doesn't like." Song Weiwei edited a message and sent it.

Shen Qingyuan replied quickly.

"That's right, that's right, Boss Li is like a god who doesn't know love. The women who have come to tease him all these years have been defeated. Until I met you, I thought that Boss Li would not be tempted."

Song Weiwei looked at this sentence and typed with her fingers on the screen, "Are there many women who like him?"

"Of course, Mr. Li's appearance, body, family background and abilities are top-notch. How can there be no women who like him, but Secretary Song, don't worry, he doesn't like those people. Otherwise, he would have married and had children long ago, and he would have been waiting for you hopelessly."

Song Weiwei's eyes lingered on the word "hopeless" for a long time, waiting for her hopelessly?She recalled the situation when she met Li Baihan last year, he seemed to be more difficult to approach than seven years ago.

How much did her "death" deal a blow to him back then?

Putting down the phone, Song Weiwei was in a complicated state of mind, until there was a knock on the door, and Xiao Lin poked his head in, "Boss, there are guests here."

Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Guest?"

"Well, a beauty." Kobayashi said.

Song Weiwei was aroused by her curiosity, got up and went to the reception room. In the reception room, a slender figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his back seemed familiar.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man turned around, half of his face was beautiful and beautiful, half of his face was hidden in the halo, like a fairy descended from the mortal world.

Song Weiwei was greatly surprised, "Sister Yunxi, long time no see!"

Mu Yunxi smiled at her, "It's been a long time. I just came to Jiangcheng on a business trip. I came to see you. How are you doing? I heard that Chenchen has just had an operation. How is her body recovering? When will she be discharged from the hospital?"

Song Weiwei smiled lightly and said, "Go, go to my office and talk about it."

As she spoke, she took her hand and walked intimately outside the reception room, and at the same time ordered Xiao Lin to bring refreshments. Along the way, Song Weiwei briefly answered her questions.

Mu Yunxi sighed, "Who would have thought that fate would be so wonderful, is Chenchen completely healed now, and will she be like a normal child in the future?"

Song Weiwei nodded, "Well, what the doctor means is that his blood coagulation function has begun to recover, and he will not be as careful as before, for fear that he will be injured."

"That's good, you can rest assured." Mu Yunxi said.

The two walked into the office and chatted about the current situation. Xiao Lin brought refreshments. Song Weiwei saw Mu Yunxi's preoccupied appearance, "Sister Yunxi, you and Mr. Huo..."

"I want to get Huo Yu's custody back." Mu Yunxi said firmly.

Song Weiwei was stunned for a moment, "But the Huo family won't agree, and you don't have the ability to compete with the Huo family now, so how could you get back Huo Yu's custody."

Mu Yunxi lowered her head, she clasped her hands tightly, "Weiwei, I lied just now, I'm not here on a business trip, I came here specially to find you."

Song Weiwei looked at her suspiciously, "You came here to find me?"

"Yes, I have an unfeeling request." Mu Yunxi looked at her with bright and firm eyes, "Huo Tingshuang said, I want to get Huo Yu's custody back, unless Li Baihan marries me."

"What?" Song Weiwei looked at her incredulously, "What does it have to do with Li Baihan that you want to get Huo Yu's custody back? Why did Mr. Huo do this?"

Mu Yunxi's clenched hands were even tighter, and the veins in her fingers were bulging. She bit her lip and said, "He deliberately made things difficult for me. In his opinion, I want to get Huo Yu's custody back, just like letting Li Baihan Marry me, he said that as long as Li Baihan marries me and I become a legitimate Mrs. Li, he will naturally give me Huo Yu's custody."

"Is his brain broken?" Song Weiwei questioned her soul.

Mu Yunxi smiled wryly, "Maybe, I know him well, he has always hurt the enemy a thousand times and self-destructed eight hundred things. In order to get back the custody rights, I can only try my best."

The Mu family is in turmoil now, she has no strength to contend with the Huo family, and Huo Tingshuang is still a person of integrity, since he has stated the conditions, as long as she meets the conditions, he will definitely return Huo Yu's custody to her.

Song Weiwei didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, and it took her a while to say, "Sister Yunxi, you came to see me, what do you want me to do for you?"

"Persuade Li Baihan to marry me." Mu Yunxi said.

Song Weiwei opened her mouth and didn't make a sound for a long time. Seeing this, Mu Yunxi said, "Weiwei, don't worry, it's just a fake marriage. When I get Huo Yu's custody, I will immediately dissolve the marriage with Li Baihan."

Song Weiwei said with a difficult tone, "Fake marriage?"

"Yes, fake marriage."

Song Weiwei never thought that these three words would appear in her life in such a way. She had mixed feelings, "Sister Yunxi, I..."

"Weiwei, help me." Mu Yunxi held her hand, as if grabbing the last straw, "I have no other choice."

*
After Mu Yunxi left, Xiao Lin came to the office to clean up the cups and plates, and saw Song Weiwei standing in front of the French window, staring at a point outside the window, her back seemed preoccupied.

"Boss, is that Miss Mu your friend just now? She looks so beautiful, but unfortunately she has a scar on her face, otherwise she would have entered the entertainment industry and become a star." Xiao Lin wentssips while tidying up.

Song Weiwei stood with her arms folded. This was a rather insecure gesture. She said: "Before she was disfigured, I was shocked the first time I saw her."

Xiao Lin asked curiously, "Then why is she disfigured?"

Song Weiwei looked out the window, "I heard it happened in the prison."

"Prison?" Xiao Lin was shocked, "Miss Mu has been in prison, she doesn't look like a bad person."

Song Weiwei withdrew her gaze, turned around and looked at her, "The people in the prison are not necessarily bad people, there are also people who have no way out. Sister Yunxi is probably the latter."

Back then, she was cornered and imprisoned in the No. [-] Women's Prison. If she hadn't visited the No. [-] Prison for a night, she would not have known how dark and dirty it was.

And Mu Yunxi was in it for seven years.

Xiao Lin half-understood, "I thought that all the criminals in prisons were imprisoned. Miss Mu is so beautiful, who hates her so much and wants her to go to jail?"

Song Weiwei said: "Is your three senses based on your five senses?"

"Yeah, I saw pretty people who couldn't walk, but what did Ms. Mu come to see you for? After she left, you were very worried." Xiao Lin looked carefree and heartless, but he was very good at observing words and expressions.

When to be funny and when to be serious, she has always been very measured.

Song Weiwei shook her head, not intending to say more.

She returned to the workbench, picked up the goggles, and the conversation just now appeared in front of her eyes. She was silent for a while, and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

"Li Baihan won't marry me, but if you persuade him, he will listen to you." Mu Yunxi said.

She closed her eyes, trying to get the matter out of her mind, but Mu Yunxi's face appeared in front of her from time to time.

With a sound of "Kang Dang", Xiao Lin rushed in from the outside, and saw Song Weiwei's left hand bleeding profusely, and the half-made jade was smashed to the ground, and there was a bunch of blood flowers on the workbench, which was shocking to watch.

"Boss, you are injured." Xiao Lin saw that her left hand was bleeding continuously, and quickly went to get a clean tissue to hold the wound.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Song Weiwei was helped out of the office by her, blood dripped all over the floor, frightening the staff downstairs, they rushed to see Song Weiwei out.

Song Weiwei said: "It's nothing serious, you all go back, Xiao Lin will send me to the hospital for bandaging."

The others had no choice but to go back. Xiao Lin took a taxi and reported the address of the nearest hospital. In the car, she kept pressing on the wound, crying with distress, "How did you hurt?"

Song Weiwei closed her eyes, "Be quiet for a while, make noise."

Kobayashi shut his mouth aggrievedly.

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Xiao Lin used his mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay. Song Weiwei got out of the car first. People were coming and going in the hospital. Xiao Lin helped her to the emergency room.

In the emergency room, Xiao Lin grabbed someone casually and asked where the surgeon was. The other party saw Song Weiwei's injured hand, and the paper towel was stained red with blood. Without delay, he quickly took her to the surgery room to treat the wound.

After debridement, the bleeding gradually stopped, and Xiao Lin saw a deep wound across her palm, like the lines of a severed palm, and she felt pain just looking at it.

"Boss, does it hurt?"

Song Weiwei: "My pain sensory nerve is normal, what do you think?"

Xiao Lin snorted, "You are still in the mood to tease at this moment, why are you hurt so badly, doctor, what do you need to pay attention to?"

"Don't touch the water, don't eat spicy food. Fortunately, it's my left hand. I can't do anything if I hurt my right hand." The doctor explained while debridement of the wound.

The wound is a bit deep and still needs to be stitched up. "I will need some anesthetic for stitching up later. It will hurt a little, so bear with it."

"Ah."

Kobayashi listened, tears welled up again.

Song Weiwei reprimanded lightly: "Little crying bag, I'm a little hungry, don't stay here, go buy me something to eat."

Xiao Lin hummed, "What do you want to eat?"

"Let's fry the buns in rice soup, and add a cup of milk tea."

Xiao Lin left reluctantly, and the doctor said while preparing to inject anesthesia, "Is that your sister? She's quite cute."

Song Weiwei smiled, "Well, it's just a chatter."

Xiao Lin went to buy rice soup fried buns. This is an online celebrity shop, and there was a long queue. She was worried about Song Weiwei's stitches and wanted to go back quickly, but she was afraid that she would be disappointed if she didn't buy the rice soup fried buns she wanted.

She was so anxious that she finally bought two things, she rushed back, Song Weiwei had already finished sewing, she sat on the walking chair in the corridor, staring at the pale wall in front of her in a daze.

Xiao Lin walked over slowly, "Boss, I have bought everything."

Her eyes fell on her gauze-wrapped left hand. The doctor bandaged it carefully and tied a bow on the back of her hand. She said, "Does it still hurt?"

"The effect of the anesthesia has not yet passed, so there is no pain for the time being."

Xiao Lin sat down next to her, opened the box, and a smell of food wafted into the nostrils, making people move their index fingers. She said, "Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good after a while."

Song Weiwei took the bamboo sticks and fried the buns with thin skin and big stuffing, the bottom was browned, and the meat was full of fragrance in the mouth. In addition, the skin was crispy and mixed with soft glutinous, the taste was particularly good.

Seeing that she was eating well, Xiao Lin didn't seem to be affected by the hand injury, but she clearly saw her in a daze just now.

"Boss, Miss Mu is not your friend, is she?"

Song Weiwei paused while chewing, "Why do you say that?"

Xiao Lin held up his hands, "Is she your creditor? After she left, you were restless and even hurt your hands. Do you know how precious your hands are?"

Song Weiwei thought for a while and said, "Well, the creditor."

At the beginning, she accepted Mu Yunxi's favor in the No. [-] Women's Prison. Now that she came to ask for the favor, she had to pay it back. It was just a fake marriage...

Will Li Baihan agree?
"Xiao Lin, let's go, take me to the office building of Bailaimei Group."

Xiao Lin helped her stand up, "It's close to Bailaimei Group, but what are you going to Bailaimei Group for?"

"Go to work."

Xiaolin took a taxi to send Song Weiwei to the downstairs of Bailaimei Group. She went upstairs without any hindrance. Shen Qingyuan didn't expect her to come, and was very surprised.

Noticing the gauze wrapped around her hand, blood and medicine seeped out of the gauze, it was shocking to see, she held her hand, "Secret Song, do you know how much your hands are worth, how did they hurt? "

These hands are the hands of a sculptor, how can they be hurt?

Seeing that her reaction was exactly the same as Xiao Lin's, Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, but the effect of the anesthetic on her hand faded, and she gasped slightly in pain.

Shen Qingyuan quickly let go, and asked nervously: "Did I hurt you?"

"It's okay, the anesthetic is probably gone, where's your boss Li?" Song Weiwei asked.

"Ang," Shen Qingyuan pointed in the direction of the conference room with his chin, "We are in a meeting, and it will take another hour or two. Secretary Song, are you in a hurry?"

Song Weiwei's vigor when she came here was slowly dissipating. She clenched her fist and felt the intense pain. She said, "I'll go in and wait for him."

Shen Qingyuan hurriedly opened the office door, and made a cup of lemon tea for Song Weiwei, "Then you wait here, President Li will be back soon."

"it is good."

Song Weiwei was sitting by the sofa, the sun was shining in from the window, the sun in July was scorching hot, but there was air conditioning in the room, so it didn't feel too hot.

She leaned on the sofa, warmed by the sun, and fell asleep without knowing it.