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

Li Baihan walked into Muyi's studio without looking back, and when he heard Miaoyi's angry threat, he didn't give her a look.

Kobayashi was silently speechless.

Li is always super rich, what is the concept of super rich, that is a man who spends 800 million to buy a dozen shops without even blinking his eyes.

It was hard for her to imagine that one day he would kneel down in front of others and beg for help.

It is impossible to ask for help, but it is almost the same as a marriage proposal.

But is Miao Yi suitable?

Of course she doesn't deserve it!
Standing next to Jiang Huai, Xiao Lin raised his chin, looked at Miao Yiren arrogantly, and said with a smile: "Miss Miao, I will officially inform you that the shop next door will not be rented to you."

Miao Yiren was in a fit of anger, staring at Xiao Lin angrily, "What are you talking about, do you have a part to speak here?"

Xiao Lin gave Jiang Huai a look, and Jiang Huai said: "Mr. Li has already bought all the shops in this area just now, and the lease contract signed with you before is invalid."

Miao Yiren's pupils constricted, she didn't expect Li Baihan to be so ruthless, she said coldly: "I signed a three-year contract, if you don't rent it, it will be a breach of contract."

"The lawyer for liquidated damages will discuss it with you." Jianghuai did not miss a word.

Miao Yiren stared at him viciously, like a ghost from hell, and said with a sneer, "Jiang Huai, tell Li Baihan, don't be too decisive in doing things, otherwise it will be easy."

Jiang Huai's eyes were sharp, "Miss Miao, there is a limit to madness, I hope you will remember the previous lessons, be a new person, and don't make the same mistakes again."

The last sentence obviously has a warning meaning.

Miao Yiren clenched her hands into fists, she looked up at the second floor of the studio, and said unwillingly, "What if I want to go my own way?"

Jiang Huai's eyes turned cold, "Don't even try to shake the big tree, it's just self-destruction."

After listening for a long time, Xiao Lin didn't know what kind of maneuver the two of them were fighting. She tugged on Jiang Huai's sleeve and said, "Jiang Special Assistant, don't worry about this crazy person, let's go in."

Jiang Huai only said "You can do it yourself", and entered the studio with Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin lowered his voice and asked: "Jiang Special Assistant, does that Miss Miao have a grudge against our boss? Our boss is kind and kind, and I don't know how to provoke such a crazy woman."

Jiang Huai didn't want to talk too much about his boss's personal affairs, so he said flatly: "Xiao Lin, pretty girl, don't swear casually, it's degrading to the gentleman."

Xiao Lin blushed in an instant, and said a little coyly: "I see, hey, I'll go to work first."

Jiang Huai looked at her back, with a slight smile on his lips, this little girl is quite cute.

When the noise next door stopped, Song Weiwei had no idea. She polished the chicken heart jade, took off her ears, and when she looked up, she saw the man leaning against the door.

He leaned there and seemed to have stood there for a long time.

"Why are you here?" Song Weiwei stood up, stretched her waist, her clothes were pulled up, revealing a white and slender waist.

Li Baihan stood up straight, walked towards her, his eyes fell on her waist, his eyes darkened, and his voice became a little hoarse, "I just happened to talk about cooperation here, so I stopped by to see you, tired ?"

Song Weiwei nodded, "Shoulders are a little sore, why didn't you drill into the next door?"

Li Baihan just happened to walk to her side, he lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on her from his slightly closed eyes, looking a little deep, "I heard that the next door has been beating for a week."

"Yeah, it's quite noisy. I've got a pair of noise-canceling headphones. It's okay. Listen to music to inspire me." Song Weiwei said casually.

In fact, everyone is annoyed by the noise, which is completely understandable for normal decoration, but when you meet someone like Miaoyi who doesn't do anything about human affairs, and makes people play against the wall every day, you are quite speechless.

Li Baihan sneered, "You're pretty good at taking pleasure in suffering."

Song Weiwei heard that his tone was wrong, she shrugged, "The house is decorated normally, and I can't tell them not to pretend."

Li Baihan lowered his body slightly, and looked at her at the same level, "You never thought of asking me to solve it?"

"How can Mr. Li solve it? Talk to Miao Yiren?" Song Weiwei looked up at him, even she didn't notice the sourness in her tone.

Li Baihan could hear it, he was holding his breath, but now it disappeared without a trace, he approached her slightly, and said in a low voice, "Are you jealous?"

Song Weiwei ducked back subconsciously, and said calmly, "I don't like sour food."

There was a touch of joy in Li Baihan's voice, "Well, I don't know who used to like eating dumplings with vinegar the most."

Song Weiwei's ears were hot, she reached out to cover his mouth, she thought he would hide, but the man didn't move, her hand was directly on his thin lips.

Her eyes were wide open, and she was stunned for a moment. The man's lips were soft, with a warm breath, and the new stubble was a little prickly.

Just as she was about to shrink back, she felt something touch her palm, which was warm and moist. When she realized that it was someone's tongue, her cheeks turned red.

She quickly retracted her hand and put it behind her back, "You, you..."

Her tongue seemed to be curled up, she couldn't find any words to attack him except "you you you", Li Baihan stood up straight and was very happy to tease her.

He said: "Didn't you say that your shoulders are sore, sit down, and I will massage for you."

Song Weiwei curled her fingers, feeling a little awkward, but before she could refuse, the man had already pulled her slender wrist and led her to the sofa beside her.

He walked around to the back of the sofa, lowered his body a little, and his big, bony hands fell on her shoulders. She was thin, and his hand held it weakly, as if he would crush her shoulders with a little force.

He lightly pressed her trapezius muscle and exercised it all year round. Her body shape was maintained very well, especially her shoulders were at a right angle. It was just that the workload had increased recently and her muscles were a little stiff.

His thumb lightly pressed the stiff muscle, Song Weiwei dodged reflexively, Li Baihan grabbed her back and asked, "What's wrong?"

"A little itchy." Song Weiwei's voice was trembling uncontrollably.

Li Baihan's strength became stronger, and when she heard her moan, his scalp felt a little numb. He resisted the urge to do something to her, and continued to press that stiff muscle.

"When you usually relax your shoulders and neck, has the masseur pressed here for you?" Li Baihan's fingers slid back and forth from the back of the neck to the back of the ears.

Song Weiwei only felt that her scalp was numb, and she hid back, "No, no."

Li Baihan's voice was tainted with a smile, "No wonder."

Song Weiwei was confused, "No wonder why?"

Li Baihan smiled and said nothing, no wonder he is so sensitive, goose bumps appeared on his arms, he was in a happy mood, "It's nothing."

Li Baihan mastered the strength, massaged her shoulders and neck, and achieved the massage achievement. Song Weiwei didn't hear the sound of the electric drill next door for a long time, and she was still a little unaccustomed.

"Why doesn't the next door drill?" Song Weiwei took a sip from the water glass and asked wonderingly.

Li Baihan leaned on the sofa, "I forgot to tell you just now, I bought all the shops in this area, and there will never be another studio of the same type as Mu Yi's studio in this area in the future."

Song Weiwei looked at him in surprise, "You bought it?"

"Ah."

It's not that Song Weiwei hadn't thought about buying the store before, but she overheard Song's father and Song's mother talking two days ago. The Song family has been short of funds recently and is trying to find a way to raise money.

It is not a small expense to buy these shops, and she does not want to burden her family at this time.

She gave Li Baihan a thumbs up, "Boss Li is rich and powerful, amazing!"

Li Baihan raised his eyebrows, with a smile in his eyes, he leaned over gently, and whispered in her ear, "What weapon?"

Song Weiwei: "..."

She really underestimated how flirtatious someone could be, and looking for opportunities to tease her like this, there was really no one else.

But if someone else said this, it would definitely appear greasy and frivolous, and asking him to say it would only make people blush.

She subconsciously pushed his shoulder, "Stay away from me."

Li Baihan looked at her pink-faced peach blossom, and couldn't calm down for a while, he really wanted to push her on the sofa and do something inappropriate for children.

But he could only press down on this sudden impulse, "Will you go to my place tonight?"

Song Weiwei understood his invitation, and she pursed her red lips slightly. Anyone who is an adult knows what it means to invite the other party to spend the night at home.

But what about her?

What is she thinking?

Recently, because of Chenchen's incident, the relationship between the two has eased a lot, as if the quarrel in the hospital at that time did not exist.

But they all knew in their hearts that the gap between them still existed and had not disappeared with the passage of time.

"No, my mother asked me to go back for dinner tonight. I heard that there are important guests." Song Weiwei flatly refused.

Li Baihan closed his eyes, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Okay, I'll take you back later."

Seeing that she wanted to refuse, Li Baihan said again: "Teacher Song won't even give me this chance?"

Song Weiwei: "..."

When others called her Mrs. Song, she still thought it was nothing, but when Li Baihan said these three words, it took on a different flavor.

It was as if a small brush was brushing gently in her heart, tickling her heart.

She didn't refuse.

She tidied up and put the carved chicken heart jade back into the gift box, just when Xiao Lin knocked on the door and came in, she gave the things to Xiao Lin and asked her to deliver it to the client.

Xiao Lin gave her a thumbs up, "Boss, I will submit to you even if I don't support the wall."

Song Weiwei smiled and said, "What are you talking about?"

"We don't do anything every day, and we are almost crazy because of the noise next door. You have to calm down and do such meticulous work without being affected at all, so those who do big things must be calm."

Song Weiwei was amused by her, "Okay, don't be poor, just send the things over and get off work, I won't come to the studio tomorrow weekend, call me if you have anything to do."

"okay."

Song Weiwei got into Li Baihan's car, and Jiang Huai drove. He glanced at the rearview mirror and found that there was no quarrel between them, so he was relieved.

As long as they don't quarrel with Miaoyi people, those employees will have a good life.

The car slid out and quickly entered the traffic. It was rush hour and there were a lot of cars on the road. By the time they got outside Song's house, the sun had already set.

After autumn, the nights are short and the days are long. Usually, the sun is still shining brightly in the sky after seven o'clock. Now the sky is dark and gloomy, and even the street lights are turned on earlier.

Song Weiwei pushed the door open and was about to get out of the car, but a big hand grabbed her wrist suddenly. She paused, and turned her head to meet the man's dark eyes, "What's wrong?"

Li Baihan glanced at the front row from the corner of his eye, and Jiang Huai immediately said wisely, "President Li, I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

The car door opened and closed, and there were only the two of them left in the closed compartment. Song Weiwei was a little flustered when he looked at him like this.

The man didn't speak, but gently stroked her artery with his fingertips, and the pulse beat fast under his fingertips. He hooked his lips and said, "I don't want you to go."

Song Weiwei's heart skipped a beat, and the man's shameless appearance seemed coquettish, "Well, but I have to go."

Li Baihan stared at her fixedly, Song Weiwei was a little overwhelmed by that aggrieved and persistent gaze, and finally lost under his gaze.

She took a deep breath, "Then how would you let me go?"

Li Baihan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Kiss me."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She knew that he would not let her go easily, she bit her lower lip, and after a few hesitation, she leaned over and kissed him lightly on the face.

Li Baihan's eyelashes trembled slightly, before she could feel the warmth of her lips, she fell apart instantly, and while he was in a daze, she pulled out her hand, opened the door and got out of the car.

The action is complete.

She stood outside the car, looked at the man's handsome face, and said, "I'm leaving."

Without waiting for his answer, she closed the car door and strode away. After a while, the car sank, and Jiang Huai sat in the driver's cab. Seeing Li Baihan's eyes following Song Weiwei who was fading away, he couldn't bear the obsessive look. See.

As he started the car, he said, "Mr. Li, should we go back to the company or go home?"

Li Baihan withdrew his gaze, his heart was still throbbing, her innocent kiss just now moved his heart even more than kissing him directly on the lips.

this girl!
Really seductive!
"go to company."

"Yes." Jiang Huai started the car and drove away.

*
The Song residence was very lively today. When Song Weiwei walked into the gate, she could hear voices from a distance. When she got closer, she saw Mother Song standing with a graceful and luxurious lady.

She felt familiar, but before she remembered where she had seen this lady, Mother Song waved to her, "Song Song, come quickly."

Song Weiwei took a few steps and came to Song's mother. Song's mother warmly took her arm and said to her: "This is Mrs. Han, you have seen it before."

"Hello Madam Han." Song Weiwei nodded to Madam Han.

Mrs. Han looked at her with a smile, "Is this Song Song? I didn't dare to recognize her when I saw her walking over just now, but she has become more and more graceful in the past two years."

Song's mother was very happy, but she was not humble, "Our family Song Song is a beautiful woman, so she must look better the longer she grows, and the years will not leave traces on her body."

Song Weiwei was a little embarrassed, feeling that her mother was exaggerating too much, Mrs. Han agreed: "Yes, Song Songke is more beautiful than when you were young, your family's genes are really strong."

No one doesn't like to hear good things, and Song's mother is no exception. She also praised Mrs. Han's son. The two boasted about business for a while, and a tall and slender man walked towards them.