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

The two of them were relatively speechless, the crosswind blowing gently, the branches swaying, the lake surface shimmering, and the murmur of people in the distance, it seemed that this area was surprisingly quiet.

Li's mother was silent for a long time, and when she spoke again, her tone was a bit sharp, "So? Weiwei, how do you want him to treat you, tell you that he is very sick and dying, and let you guard him?"

Song Weiwei didn't expect Li's mother to react like this. She was stunned for a moment, but she was still calm when she spoke, "He should at least tell me that he is sick, and then let me choose whether to go or stay."

"Leave the decision to you. What if you choose to run away? Let him be hit hard by you again when he is seriously ill?" Li's mother said angrily.

In her opinion, Song Weiwei is hypocritical.

Song Weiwei took a deep breath, feeling untrustworthy anger in her heart, she forced herself to calm down, "Yeah, if he told me that he was sick, I would run far away, and he didn't bother to pretend to be cheating to drive me away. "

"You!" Mother Li raised her finger angrily and pointed at her, trying to scold her for not knowing what to do, but she couldn't say anything.

The Song Weiwei in front of her was no longer as soft and sweet as she was seven years ago. Her eyes were cold, without a trace of warmth. She couldn't even tell whether she was angry or sincere.

Why did a person who was so soft in the past become like this?

Song Weiwei looked at Li's mother, whose face was livid with anger, and said lightly, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Li's mother froze in place, she looked at the back that was fading away, her heart was filled with anger, which made her feel restless, she took out her mobile phone to call Li Baihan.

Li Baihan was in a meeting, and the phone calls came in again and again. He cut off the phone at first, and then he was afraid that Chen Chen had something to do, so he only got through.

When the phone was connected, Li's mother covered her face and said, "Bo Han, why are you hanging up on me all the time? Are you trying to piss me off?"

Li Baihan could feel Li's mother's anger through the phone, he glanced at the staff below, and ordered a high-level executive to chair the next meeting, he got up and walked out of the meeting room.

"I'm in a meeting." Li Baihan said helplessly.

Li's mother was furious, "What's the use of making so much money all day, what's the use of meeting? Your mother is going to die of anger, do you care?"

Li Baihan held the phone a little farther away, and he was still able to yell at people in a calm manner, which seemed to be all right, "Say it, I'll listen."

Li's mother gritted her teeth, "Back then I was dissatisfied with the old man forcing Song Weiwei to you. It seems that he had a foresight."

Li's mother was indeed dissatisfied with this marriage, but what could she do, the old man insisted on one thing, and the old man Song saved him back then, so he was kind to him.

The old man insisted on repaying his kindness, not counting bringing up the orphan daughter of the Song family, but also asking the most outstanding descendants of the Li family to marry her.She quarreled with Li Cangqing several times over this matter.

But no one could shake the old man's decision, and Li Baihan didn't like anyone back then, so she reluctantly accepted the marriage.

Li Baihan: "Mom, that's all in the past, what do you want to bring up now?"

Li's mother gritted her teeth and said, "What's wrong with me bringing up the old things again? I was not angry with her. I said that you drove her away when you were sick. It was for her own good, and you didn't want to hurt her. Guess what she said?"

Li Baihan knew what Song Weiwei would say without guessing, "Mom, you shouldn't mention this."

"Why can't I mention it?" Li's mother was incredulous, "Did you hear what she said in human language? She said that you should tell her that you were sick back then, and she would run away without you pretending to be cheating."

Li Baihan: "..."

There was an arrow in the heart.

"What a little white-eyed wolf. It was a waste of my heart and soul to her... Hey, hey, Bo Han, why did you stop? You hang up on me!" Li's mother was about to die of anger, and when she called again, the phone was always busy middle.

Li Baihan stood in the corridor, knowing that Song Weiwei was angry, but he still felt uncomfortable.

For example, about Mu Yunxi's incident yesterday, she didn't care about him, so she treated him like that.

He clenched his phone tightly and went back to the conference room. The atmosphere in the conference room became tense immediately after his return.

Jiang Huai sat behind to record the minutes of the meeting, his eyes watching his nose, his nose watching his mouth.

"What did you say just now, you continue." Li Baihan was shrouded in low pressure, and everyone was trembling, for fear that he would be offended if he was not careful.

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Song Weiwei walked out of the hospital holding her breath. The sky was overcast, as if weighing on her heart, making her breathless.

They all said that Li Baihan did that for her own benefit, but no one thought about her feelings from her standpoint.

At that time, they had just consummated their marriage, and she was full of hope for the future, but he suddenly disappeared for a month, and when he came back, he brought Miao Yiren into the house and forced her to divorce.

She didn't know anything except that he didn't want her anymore.

If she hadn't been so lucky, she would have died at the bottom of the cliff long ago, how could there be a reunion today?
Li's mother could lightly say something for her own good, but how could she understand her feelings? She even felt that all of this was extremely absurd.

Keeping her in the dark, hurting her wantonly and forcing her to leave, how could it be for her?
"Song Song, get in the car." A black Cayenne was parked on the side of the road, the windows were lowered, and Song Yuanzhuo was sitting in the car. Song Weiwei restrained her emotions, opened the door and got in.

"Brother, why are you here?"

"I heard that you are going to the counter. I just want to go there to get a bag and go with you." Song Yuanzhuo mentioned the bag with a somewhat unnatural tone.

Song Weiwei was so preoccupied that she didn't hear it, "Oh, do you want the classic one or the new one?"

The classic bags of the C family have a long history, and they are still popular among girls from the last century to this century, which shows that their design and fashion sense coexist.

"What's classic or new?" Song Yuanzhuo didn't understand at all, but he knew that "all diseases are cured", and now when a little girl gets angry, she can solve it by sending a bag.

Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows. It seemed that her brother was still a layman. She picked up the phone and quickly clicked on a certain book, then entered the brand, and many related pictures popped up on the interface.

"You see, this is a classic model, which is the favorite of many girls. This hobo bag and bean are also very popular. This 19 is relatively young and fashionable. If the person you want to gift is older, you can choose the classic model. Little girls are more suitable for 19."

The straight man Song Yuanzhuo spoke, "So much attention to a bag?"

"That's right, if you don't send it to someone's heart, I won't talk to you." Song Weiwei put away her phone, "Go to the store to pick it up later."

Song Yuanzhuo pinched the center of his brows, and said regretfully, "I shouldn't have delivered the bag."

The car was parked outside a certain shopping mall, and C's house was located in a prime location of the shopping mall. When you got off the car, you could see a conspicuous sign. There were three floors up and down, and there was a sense of luxury.

The bags here cost tens of thousands, but they are still frantically sought after by girls. Some girls will save money to buy a classic model from C even if they don’t eat or drink.

The two brothers and sisters walked into the store side by side, and the manager immediately greeted them, "Mr. Song, we followed your instructions and chose three sets of dresses for upstairs. You should try them on first."

The ready-to-wear collection is on the second floor, Song Weiwei nodded, "Okay, I'll try it on later, my brother wants to get a bag, I'll recommend it to him."

The manager was by his side, "I can recommend what kind of bag the second young master wants to bring."

In fact, the bags of the C family tend to be mature, especially the classic ones, which are elegant and noble. If you don’t have any life experience to carry this bag, it will look unsuitable.

Song Yuanzhuo glanced at the bags on the booth. In his eyes, all the bags were exactly the same. At the beginning, he won the sales rights of the C family in Asia purely because the brand was famous and available.

"Song Song, which one did you say 19 or 20?" Song Yuanzhuo asked.

Before Song Weiwei could speak, the manager went to get the classic black color of 19. Song Yuanzhuo frowned, "It's dark, is there a brighter color?"

"There are milkshake white, light pink, and Tiffany blue, which color do you want?"

Song Yuanzhuo: "...how come there are so many colors?"

Is this going to kill Libra?

Song Weiwei said to the manager: "Are there any in stock? I'll show him all of them. If it doesn't work, I want all the same style and different colors. There is always a color that people like."

The manager silently turned and went to the warehouse, all evil capitalists.

Ordinary people have to struggle for a long time to buy a 19. They want every color. Have you ever thought about the mood of the poor?

Soon, the manager took out several well-packed bags from the warehouse, and the cabinet sister helped unpack the first bag, which was a light pink one.

Song Weiwei took it and carried it in her hand, and stood a little further away to show it to Song Yuanzhuo. Song Yuanzhuo supported his chin with one hand, rubbed his fingers lightly, "Look at another color."

Song Weiwei changed several colors one after another, and Song Yuanzhuo commented, "This bag is very suitable for you, wrap it all up and send it to Song Zhai."

Song Weiwei was stunned, "No, brother, didn't you pick someone else?"

"I think it looks better on your back. I'll look at other things." Song Yuanzhuo got up and walked to the display cabinet. All the bags in stock were in the display cabinet, and there were a lot of them at a glance.

To the straight man, these bags are all the same, at most they are different in color, and finally he stopped in front of a square fat man with double beads.

I don't know what he remembered, his eyes stopped on the two gold beads on the chain, and he waved to the manager, "I will wrap all the colors of this bag for me."

Song Weiwei stood behind him, looking at the honest and cute Fatty Fang, "This bag is also very popular, especially the gold bead model. It was sold out as soon as it went on sale. All the colors you want may not be in stock."

The manager echoed from the side, "Yes, Er Shao, this is the only one in our store, and it's still a display item. The stock has to be transferred from other stores."

Song Yuanzhuo made up his mind to want this bag, "Then go order it, I will order all the goods in Jiangcheng."

The manager looked at Song Weiwei, and Song Weiwei nodded. The manager quickly said, "Okay, I'll go check the inventory and get all the goods."

After the bag was settled, Song Weiwei went upstairs to change. The manager picked out three sets of clothes without obvious logos, a little black dress, a jumpsuit, and a slightly more formal shirt with an A-style skirt.

She tried them all, and finally chose the low-key little black dress.

After changing her clothes, she went to put on light makeup, the time was almost up, and Song Yuanzhuo was not impatient at all after waiting for her for so long.

The manager transferred Fatty Fang's goods, but Song Yuanzhuo didn't let anyone unpack them, and carried them directly to his car. He swiped his card and paid for it, including Song Weiwei's little black dress.

Song Weiwei had no choice but to get into his car with Milkshake Bai 19, "Are you going to the hotel? I'll drop you off."

"Okay, then I'll send Xiao Lin a message and ask her to go directly to the hotel to find me."

Sculpture is a small industry, and exchange meetings are rarely held. In the past, Song Weiwei worked behind closed doors, and she would not be invited to exchange meetings.Since she came back from participating in the International Sculpture Competition, she will be invited to participate in such public activities,

After she sent a message to Xiao Lin, she looked up and saw that there were several handbags from the C family lying on the back seat. She hesitated, "Brother, the girl you want to coax is Minglan, right?"

Song Yuanzhuo wasn't surprised that she knew about it, and didn't intend to hide it from her, "Yes."

"You..." Song Weiwei paused, the last time she ran into them in the hospital, they were kissing in a secluded place in the garden, and they didn't see her.

Song Yuanzhuo acted foolishly, "Don't worry Song Song, I know what's going on."

"Are you going to get married in the future?"

"Married?" Song Yuanzhuo snorted, "I married her, will Chenchen call her sister-in-law or aunt in the future?"

Marriage is impossible to get married, just for fun.

Song Weiwei was also stopped by the question for a moment, and it took her a long time to speak, "In Li's family, she is called sister-in-law, and in our house, she is called aunt. Chenchen is very smart, and can tell when to call her."

Song Yuanzhuo: "..."

He didn't want to talk about it too much. When he got close to Li Minglan, he wanted revenge. Li Baihan hurt his sister all over, and he wanted to let him experience how his sister was hurt by a man.

"It's not that far yet, don't think too much." Song Yuanzhuo said arrogantly.

Song Weiwei heard his scumbag's remarks, "Brother, don't be like this, in my heart, you are not a person who will never give up."

Song Yuanzhuo clenched the steering wheel, and didn't want to admit that it wasn't him who wanted to abandon others, it was others who wanted to abandon him, saying that they were not the same size, so it was unreasonable for him to go to someone else!
The car stopped in front of the hotel, Song Weiwei got out of the car, someone called her behind her, she turned her head, and saw Lin Yu and Xu Jiahui walking towards her slowly.

Xu Jiahui looked at the black Cayenne parked at the entrance of the hotel. There was an extraordinary handsome man sitting in the driver's seat. He was dressed in a black suit and was full of luxury. He was obviously not the driver.

When she was out of her mind, the black Cayenne drove out of the hotel and slowly disappeared in front of her eyes. When she came back to her senses, Lin Yu was greeting Song Weiwei.

The world of adults is that they hate you to death in private, but they will still greet you with a smile when they meet.

"What a coincidence, junior sister, you just arrived too." Lin Yu looked her up and down, and recognized with poisonous eyes that the little black dress on her body was the new spring of the C family next year, and the limited edition bag in her hand .

She felt annoyed that some people were from humble backgrounds, but because of their luck, they were recognized as adopted daughters by wealthy families, and they became daughters of wealthy families.

The wealthy young master is willing to be her driver, picking up the car and sending him off, what can she do?