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

Mu Yunxi tried to persuade her for half an hour, but instead of listening to her, Li Baihan became more and more angry, "Mu Yunxi, I really wonder if your brain is stupid in prison."

Mu Yunxi: "Li Bohan, you didn't bring personal attacks?"

"I'm still surprised. Huo Tingshuang used to be very smart. How could he say such idiotic words? You made him stupid. If you want to trick each other, you can trick each other. Don't try to drag me into the water." Li Baihan said.

He rejoiced in his heart, fortunately Song Weiwei was very smart, otherwise they would have been wasting their lives like these two idiots.

Mu Yunxi, even a clay figurine, was aroused three points of anger, who wouldn't hurt each other?
"You're smart and you still can't handle a Song Weiwei?"

Li Baihan: "..."

Being poked at the sore spot, Li Baihan looked extremely cold, directly pressed the inside line, and ordered Jiang Huai to come in to see the guests.

Seeing his resolute attitude, Mu Yunxi panicked for a second, she said anxiously: "Li Baihan, think about it, a fake marriage with me would be a good way to stimulate her."

Li Baihan pursed his lips, "Even if I have no brains, I know this is the worst way."

"The worst is also the most effective. You think about it for yourself. If you continue to stand in this stalemate, there is no possibility of reunion."

Jiang Huai opened the door and came in. Hearing Mu Yunxi's words, and seeing the murderous look on Li Baihan's handsome face, he subconsciously lowered his sense of existence.

Li Baihan said coldly: "You don't need to worry about our affairs, Miss Mu should take care of her own affairs. Jianghuai, see off the guests."

Jiang Huai immediately stepped forward, "Miss Mu, please!"

Mu Yunxi saw that he was reticent, and knew that it would be useless to continue talking, so he said, "Bai Han, come to me after you think it over."

Li Baihan turned his back and gave her an indifferent back view.

Mu Yunxi was sent into the elevator by Jiang Huai, and Shen Qingyuan got to know Jiang Huai recently, and Jiang Huai was a little more friendly than Zhou Zheng, so she leaned over to ask, "Isn't that Mrs. Huo, why did she come to see President Li? "

The Huo Mu family's marriage was so beautiful back then, but in just one year, the Huo family's old house caught fire, Mu Yunxi was imprisoned, and the newly married couple was separated.

Seeing her curious face, Jiang Huai said, "Don't inquire about the boss."

Shen Qingyuan propped his chin, beeping softly, "President Li is quite blessed."

Jianghuai: "..."

God is so beautiful and blessed. When he entered just now, the atmosphere was like stepping into an ice cave. I don't know how Mu Yunxi provoked his boss.

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Early in the morning, Xiao Lin called Song Weiwei, cared about her hand injury first, and then said business, "Boss, the engraving committee called just now and invited you to attend the industry summit tonight."

Song Weiwei's hands hurt all night last night, and she hardly slept well. At this moment, there was still a deep sleepiness in her voice, "What summit?"

"It is said that foreign sculptors have come to exchange ideas. President Chen's assistant has invited well-known sculptors in the industry. I hope you can also attend."

Song Weiwei sat up and scratched her hair, "I see, you clean up this afternoon and come with me."

Kobayashi was flattered, "Can I go too?"

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, she let out a long breath, wanted to sleep for a while, and was thinking about going to the hospital to see Chenchen. During this time, she didn't go to the hospital to watch the night, and she went there during the day.

She packed up and went downstairs. Aunt Rong was cleaning in the living room and saw her coming downstairs, "Song Song, why did you wake up so early, and your face looks so bad, is your hand hurt?"

Song Weiwei glanced down at the hand wrapped in gauze, "It's okay, Aunt Rong."

"In a while, I'll have the family doctor come over to change your medicine. The bird's nest is stewed in the pot, and the breakfast is also warm. I'll bring it out. You can eat some." Aunt Rong walked into the kitchen with a rag while talking.

Song Weiwei followed her and watched her enter the kitchen and turn on the tap to wash her hands. She leaned against the door and listened to Aunt Rong's rambling.

"Yesterday, my wife went to the hospital to inquire. Chenchen is recovering very well, and she will be discharged from the hospital this weekend. At that time, she will definitely be taken back to the Song family to recuperate. It is almost August, and she will be raised at home for a month before going to hospital. Elementary school, it’s not easy for kids nowadays.”

Song Weiwei lowered her eyelids, "Time flies so fast."

"Yes, Chenchen will be going to primary school in a blink of an eye. I still remember that when he was born, he was a small ball, not as big as my palm. He lived in the incubator for two months, and then developed jaundice. When he was taken out of the incubator, he was skinny and skinny. At that time, you were still in a coma and had no breast milk, so my wife slowly fed him spoonfuls of goat milk. After feeding him for half a year, he finally grew flesh.”

Aunt Rong brought up the past, but her unintentional words made Song Weiwei feel heavy. She knew that their family owed the Li family another favor for Chenchen's operation this time.

This favor has been influencing her thinking and disturbing her judgment.

Besides, Mother Song and Mother Li are at odds with each other. In fact, they both want to keep Chenchen by their side. Mother Li may not have been so confident in the past, but after Li Qingcheng donated the bone marrow, Mother Li's attitude has become much tougher. .

These days, she has heard her mother complain a lot, and she has even asked her what she thinks.

Song's mother meant that if the relationship between her and Li Baihan did not reach an irreversible point, in order for Chenchen to grow up healthily, she still hoped that they would remarry.

But if she can't let go of being hurt, don't force her.

Song Weiwei has not made a statement, it's not that she doesn't want to make a statement and let her mother worry about it, but that she hasn't figured out how to go in the future.

Aunt Rong came out with breakfast and put it on the table, calling Song Weiwei over to eat. While cleaning the sideboard, she said: "Madam loves Chenchen from the bottom of her heart, and she grew up watching it, so it's inevitable that she won't let it go, but if you decide Well, she won't make things difficult for you."

Song Weiwei only felt that something was blocked in her throat, and she choked uncomfortably, "Aunt Rong, I don't know."

Aunt Rong could hear the entanglement in her tone, "Song Song, if you think about it clearly, think about it slowly. Mrs. Li is a nice person. Although he has a cold personality, he has nothing to say to you and Chenchen. As a rich young master, his body It doesn't have the bad habits of those wealthy sons, but it is worth entrusting for a lifetime."

Song Weiwei closed her eyes, "Aunt Rong, let me think about it."

After hearing this, Aunt Rong didn't mention it anymore. In fact, she always felt that Song Weiwei was cold and indifferent all these years. She was only in her twenties, but she looked like an old man who had gone through a lot of vicissitudes.

After Song Weiwei finished her breakfast, the family doctor waited in the living room. After changing her medicine, she gave her some precautions before leaving.

After changing the medicine, Song Weiwei went out with her bag on her back and went to the hospital to see Song Chenchen. When she went, Li Baihan had just left, and the two of them didn't touch each other, so she was somewhat relieved.

He lost his temper last night, so he definitely doesn't want to see her now, and she will avoid him a little bit in the future.

In the ward, Song Chenchen was wearing a hospital gown and sitting on a round stool. He was painting. He had a good artistic ability. In addition, when he was a child, his father and mother often took him to see art exhibitions to cultivate his artistic sentiment. Later, he paid homage to a famous painter. Under the door, his paintings are vivid and vibrant, with bright colors and extremely bold colors.

What he painted is a morning glow, the sun is rising in the east, the sky is full of rays of light, and the golden light is shining on the earth, a scene full of vitality.

Song Weiwei stood behind him and watched him paint. After a long time, Song Chenchen put down the paint tray, turned around and saw Song Weiwei standing behind him at some point, his eyes lit up.

"Mommy, you're here."

Song Weiwei raised her hand to wipe off the paint on his face, glanced at the painting from the corner of her eye, and said, "I've been here for a while, and I saw that you were serious about painting, so I didn't disturb you."

"Mommy, is my painting good?" This is a painting to be given to the savior. He painted it very carefully, for fear that the savior would not like it.

Song Weiwei nodded, "It's great, and the details are handled very well."

Song Chenchen smiled, "Then I don't worry, Mommy, did you have a fight with Shushu? You don't come to see me together."

Song Weiwei didn't expect Song Chenchen to be so sensitive, she lost her voice for a moment, Song Chenchen could tell at a glance, he sighed, "Mummy, you are already adults, why are you still arguing so childishly?"

Song Weiwei was dumbfounded by his rebuke, "Adults also have disagreements, Chenchen, can't you know that, it's age discrimination."

Song Chenchen had a helpless expression on his face, like an elder who indulged his children's mischief. He said earnestly: "If you disagree, you can communicate well. You can't quarrel every now and then. Quarrels hurt feelings."

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, "Where did you hear these words?"

Song Chenchen propped his chin, "In the [-] o'clock TV series that Grandma Rong watched, those elders would persuade the younger generation who had quarreled like this."

Song Weiwei: "..."

After having lunch with Song Chenchen and coaxing him to take a nap, Song Weiwei saw that it was getting late, so she planned to go to the counter.

As soon as they left the door, they saw Li's mother coming from the corridor. They hadn't met alone since Song Chenchen's operation.

At this time, "meeting on a narrow road", Song Weiwei neither left nor stayed, and froze in place.

Li's mother came over and saw that she was uncomfortable, and she was not in a very comfortable mood. Song Weiwei lived in Li's house back then, and they didn't abuse her. Isn't the cost of food and clothing according to Li Minglan's share?

Afraid of treating her badly, Li's mother often bought her clothes, bags and shoes. When she was in school, she asked the driver to take her to school every day, and never treated her badly.

But now, her identity has been exposed, and she doesn't even want to call her "Mom". Thinking about it, she is really chilled.

"Auntie, you're here." There was no way to avoid it, so Song Weiwei had to bite the bullet and go forward. Seeing Li's mother's face darken instantly, she knew that she had stepped on a minefield precisely.

Mother Li glanced at the direction of the ward, "Did Chenchen sleep?"

"Ah."

Mother Li looked at the bodyguard standing at the door, and she said, "Come with me, I have something to tell you."

Song Weiwei saw her turn around and walk towards the elevator room, she hurriedly followed, the two took the elevator downstairs, the elevator was quickly crowded, the two got down from the top floor, and had to retreat to the end.

The elevator went to the first floor, and the two walked out one after the other, and there was a garden outside.It rained a lot last night, and today the weather has been gray, as if covered with haze.

The two walked on the small stone path in the garden, and there was an artificial lake in the middle. Some nurses pushed patients in wheelchairs out for a walk, and some patients sat on benches beside the road and chatted.

Mother Li avoided the crowd and took Song Weiwei to a more remote path. Song Weiwei had no choice but to keep up. There were fewer people in front, so Mother Li stopped.

She is a little shorter than Song Weiwei, and she needs to look up at her, but the disparity in height doesn't affect her aura, "Miss Song, since you don't miss your old relationship, I don't want to face you with aggrieved faces."

Song Weiwei pursed her lower lip. She tried to say something, but finally shut up.

Li's mother didn't know how angry she was when she saw her like this, but she is a wealthy lady after all, so she still has some self-cultivation, "We won't say much about other things, I have to say something about Chenchen's custody. explain."

Song Weiwei was not surprised that Li's mother would come to her to talk about this matter, not to mention Li's mother, even her mother was recently upset about Chenchen's custody.

"Auntie, I discussed with President Li that Chenchen will live with him three days a week and Song's house four days a week." Song Weiwei used Li Baihan as a shield.

Mother Li was stunned, "Have you all discussed it?"

Song Weiwei nodded, "Yes."

Mother Li's voice was a little louder, "You plan to let Chenchen live a life without a mother for three days, and a life without a father for four days, what do you think?"

Song Weiwei couldn't help correcting her, "To be precise, there are three days without a father and no mother, and four days with a mother and no father."

Li's mother was so angry that her head almost smoked, "Hu Lai, what do you think of Chenchen? You never thought about getting back together and giving him a complete family?"

Mother Li knew what her son was thinking, and she was speaking purely for Song Weiwei. She had been wronged a bit back then, but Li Baihan was also thinking about her in the situation at that time.

Song Weiwei lowered her eyelids, "Auntie, this is the best way for Chenchen at present."

"The best way?" The corners of Li's mother's mouth twisted, "What about after that, when you get married, how should Chenchen deal with herself in her new home?"

Song Weiwei pursed her lower lip, "I won't get married for the time being."

Li's mother was taken aback again, "You... Since you don't know how to get married, and you used to like Bai Han so much, why can't you two reunite and give Chenchen a complete family?"

They are together, and they will no longer fight for custody as elders.

"Auntie, once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years, I don't trust Li Baihan, how can I marry her?" Song Weiwei looked Li's mother straight in the eyes, and finally said what was in her heart.

Yes, she didn't trust Li Baihan.

Even if he is affectionate now, she is worried that if something happens to him one day, he will be the first to abandon her. It is better for her never to get back together than to suffer under suspicion.

At least if you don't expect him, you won't be disappointed, sad or sad.

Li's mother didn't expect to force her to speak the truth, and she didn't know what to say for a while, "He didn't want to hurt you in the situation back then."

Song Weiwei looked at Mother Li, "Auntie, his consideration is the biggest irony to my feelings for him."