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

Han Shuhuai stood next to Mrs. Han, and greeted him politely. Mrs. Han introduced Song Weiwei to him, "Do you remember Song Song? When you were young, you held her hand and said you wanted to marry her."

Han Shuhuai looked at Song Weiwei's expression shyly, "Mom, Song Song is embarrassed."

Mrs. Han looked at Song Weiwei and said with a smile: "Song Song, Auntie just said it casually, so don't take it to heart. If our family Shuhuai can marry you, it will be a blessing in three lifetimes."

Song Weiwei smiled awkwardly, "Auntie, Mr. Han is a good-looking talent. Girls who like him must have lined up for several streets. A girl who can marry him is a blessing for three lifetimes."

Mrs. Han was overjoyed, "Look at how sweet Song Song's little mouth is. Auntie is so happy to hear your words. Shu Huai, isn't Sister Song Song very sweet?"

Han Shuhuai looked at Song Weiwei and said with a smile, "Yes."

No matter how dull Song Weiwei was, she could see the purpose of this party. She squinted her eyes and looked at Song's mother. Song's mother dodged her gaze, "Song Song, Shuhuai often came to visit you at our house when we were young, why don't you When I was in my womb, he said that if I gave birth to a younger sister, I would marry her back home and be his daughter-in-law."

"Destined fate, you two don't accompany us anymore, go to the garden." Mrs. Han pushed Han Shuhuai towards Song Weiwei.

Han Shuhuai looked at Song Weiwei helplessly, and said, "They think we're hindering their chat here, so Song Song take me around?"

Mrs. Han scolded with a smile: "How can we despise you?"

Song Weiwei also knew that if she stayed any longer, an even more embarrassing situation might arise. She nodded, made a gesture of please, and led the way.

In fact, the villa does not occupy a large area, and there is nothing to visit, but it is just an excuse to leave.

The two walked away side by side. Mrs. Han looked at their backs and said with emotion: "I didn't expect time to pass so fast. The last time I saw them playing like this, they were still little carrots."

Song's mother looked at the backs of the two of them. Han Shuhuai was taller than Song Weiwei. Their backs looked very similar. She said: "Shuhuai is still unmarried. We married when Song Song lost, and we have children. They are in Will Shuhuai be wronged together?"

She is satisfied with Han Shuhuai, both in terms of family conditions and upbringing. If Han Shuhuai becomes her son-in-law, he will be better than Li Baihan.

Mrs. Han said: "I don't like to hear your words. We have been friends for decades, and Shuhuai has never met a suitable one in these years. I wanted to come back, but at that time Chenchen was sick, so it was inconvenient for us to come back and talk about it at that time, now that Chenchen has recovered from her illness, it's time to have a happy event and make the family happy."

Mother Song nodded, "That's the reason, I'm afraid that Shuhuai will be wronged."

"In the world of love, no one wrongs anyone. As long as they can talk and have feelings, it's better than anything else." Mrs. Han thought very openly.

Song's mother also felt that it made sense when she heard the words. The two chatted for a few words, and then the topic shifted to other things, which meant to follow the development of the two children.

Here Song Weiwei and Han Shuhuai arrived at the other side of the garden. Han Shuhuai said, "I haven't been back to China for many years. I didn't expect Jiangcheng to change so much. If the driver didn't come to pick us up, we might all get lost."

Song Weiwei smiled, "How can you be so exaggerated?"

Han Shuhuai sighed, "Back then my grandfather decided to go abroad for development, and the whole family immigrated. Although he did well abroad, it was not his own country. Now that my grandfather is getting old, he always wants to come back, thinking that one day he will die. We decided to move back to China because we had to return to our roots.”

Song Weiwei listened, "No matter how good it is abroad, it's not as good as staying in the motherland."

"That's right, that's why grandfather came back. Looking at it now, immigrating was a wrong decision. Song Song, are you free tomorrow? Can you walk around with me?"

Song Weiwei was in a delicate mood, "I recently..."

Probably hearing that she wanted to refuse, Han Shuhuai smiled wryly and said, "I also know that this request is a bit difficult, but I don't have anyone else I know well in Jiangcheng."

Song Weiwei thought to herself, if he wants to go around, he is afraid that no one will accompany him, even the driver can take him around the whole Jiangcheng, but he has talked so much, because of the sisterhood between Mrs. Han and Mother Song, She couldn't even refuse.

"I have something to do tomorrow afternoon, so I may not be with you for too long."

Han Shuhuai's eyebrows stretched, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "It's fine, one morning is enough."

Song Weiwei looked up at him, Han Shuhuai was quite handsome, especially with a high nose and deep eyes, he seemed to be able to seduce people when he smiled.

He was handsome with a bit of a bookish look, which was different from Li Baihan's handsome, cool and tyrannical, and had a different flavor.

His appearance should be more attractive to little girls.

If she hadn't met Li Baihan first, she probably couldn't help but be moved by him.

When Han Shuhuai saw her looking at him, the smile in his eyes deepened, and his voice was slightly lowered, "What's the matter, is there something dirty on my face?"

Song Weiwei shook her head, looking away uncomfortably, she looked at the sparkling swimming pool not far away, "Is there any place you want to visit, I can make a strategy in advance."

Han Shuhuai smiled and said, "I want to visit Muyi's studio. I wonder if Teacher Song will give me this opportunity?"

Han Shuhuai actually saw Song Weiwei in the live broadcast by accident. At that time, he only knew that she was from Jiangcheng. Later, Mrs. Han showed her photo to him, and he realized that she was Song Song.

When he was young, he often came to Song's house with Mrs. Han. At that time, Mother Song was pregnant with her, and he would always go over and touch Mother Song's belly, and ask Mother Song if she would give birth to a little sister.

Song's mother joked, if he gave birth to a little sister, would he protect her in the future?
He answered categorically that yes, later Mother Song really gave birth to a little sister, who was as white as snow and as cute as a little snowman.

When he was a child, he liked to stand by the cradle, squeeze his little sister's hand, touch her cheek, and breathe on her, as if she would grow up quickly.

At that time, Song's mother and Mrs. Han would tease her, whether they would marry her back when her sister grew up, and he was not ashamed, saying that he would marry her.

Later, when Song Weiwei grew up, Song Yuheng took her out to play, but she was abducted by human traffickers, and she was never found again. Two years later, the development of the Han family in Jiangcheng encountered a bottleneck period. At that time, there was a wave of going abroad. They immigrated with their families.

But every time he wanted to fall in love these years, he would think of that soft little girl, and wonder what she looks like now, do you still remember him?

Looking at Song Weiwei's strange eyes at this moment, he felt a little bitter in his heart. She was only three years old when she was abducted, and she didn't even remember her parents and relatives, so how could she remember him?
Song Weiwei was startled, "Of course."

"Then we've made a deal. I'll drive over to pick you up tomorrow morning." Han Shuhuai was so happy that his eyes shone slightly. He really wanted to get along with Song Weiwei.

He wanted to know everything about her, and then slowly walked into her life and into her heart.

He looked at her without blinking, his eyes were deep and focused, and the atmosphere between the two became more subtle, just as the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

Suddenly came a milky child's voice from behind, "Mum, Grandma Rong said it's time for dinner, let me ask you and uncle to go in for dinner."

When Han Shuhuai turned his head, he saw a handsome young man standing by a tree not far away. The child had delicate features and looked at him with guarded eyes.

Han Shuhuai had seen Song Chenchen when he came, but the child didn't want to let him get close, so he ran upstairs to lock him up after saying hello.

If he wanted to please him, he had nowhere to start.

Seeing him now, his hot heart slowly cooled down. In fact, when he heard that Song Weiwei was married and had a child, he also struggled in his heart.

Even the Han family didn't really want to accept a woman with a child, but they wanted to return to Jiangcheng to develop, and the Song family's help would be indispensable in the future, so they reluctantly accepted this fact.

He walked a few steps to Song Chenchen, and said softly, "How old is Chenchen?"

Song Chenchen didn't like this uncle. He heard that grandma wanted Mommy to marry him, but he wanted Mommy to marry Shushu.

"you guess?"

Naturally, Han Shuhuai couldn't be troubled by this question. He dared to come to the door, so he naturally understood Song Weiwei's affairs clearly. He said, "I guess five years old?"

"Stupid." Song Chenchen said bluntly.

Song Weiwei frowned slightly when she heard this, "Chenchen, you can't talk to uncle like this, it's impolite."

Song Chenchen stuck out her tongue and corrected Han Shuhuai, "I'm six and a half years old, and I'm going to be in the first grade in a few days. You don't even know how old I am, so why are you chasing after my mommy?"

His voice was full of disgust.

Han Shuhuai was somewhat embarrassed by his childish words, and he looked up at Song Weiwei, and said, "I will gradually understand."

Song Chenchen: "But I have Papa. I live not far from here. He was the one who sent my mom back just now."

"Song Chenchen!" Song Weiwei's voice was full of warnings, she didn't want Song Chenchen to be so impolite.

Han Shuhuai also heard that Song Weiwei was angry, and he quickly said: "Song Song, don't be angry, Chenchen is pure in heart and childlike, so don't blame him."

Song Chenchen bit her lip and looked at Song Weiwei aggrievedly, "Mummy, you murdered me for outsiders, don't you love me?"

When Han Shuhuai heard this, he still felt a little uncomfortable, but if he wanted to pursue Song Weiwei, he had to pass Song Chenchen's test, and he couldn't get in a relationship with him.

But he really has no experience in coaxing children, so he was at a loss for a while, "Chenchen, don't cry, the person Song Song loves the most is you."

Song Chenchen glared at him bitterly, and snorted coldly, "Hmph, Bai Lianhua, you're here to snatch my mommy from me."

Han Shuhuai: "..."

What the hell is a white lotus?

Song Weiwei pinched the center of her eyebrows, and seeing Han Shuhuai's blank expression, she reprimanded: "Song Chenchen, apologize to Uncle Han!"

Han Shuhuai saw that the mother and son started to confront each other. He was afraid of leaving a bad influence on Song Chenchen, so he hurriedly said, "Song Song, it's okay, don't yell at him."

Song Weiwei was very persistent, staring at Song Chenchen's red eye circles, her voice became a little colder, "Apologize!"

Song Chenchen looked at her stubbornly, "Mum, are you going to change your mind? What about Haki? Do you have the heart to see him die alone?"

Han Shuhuai looked at them helplessly, he naturally knew about Song Chenchen's biological father.

Li Baihan, the head of the four wealthy families in Beicheng, he left the Li family seven years ago to start a business, and now his wealth ranks first in country C, with countless assets.

Recently he moved his company to Jiangcheng, intending to get his ex-wife back, but Song Weiwei's attitude didn't seem to want to get back with him. He returned to China at this delicate time just to fight for himself.

Hearing that Song Chenchen was completely partial to his biological father at this time, it was actually understandable, after all, that person was related by blood to him.

Song Weiwei pursed her red lips tightly, "My heart has not changed from the beginning to the end, Chenchen, I hope you understand that this is not the reason for your nonsense, and apologize to Uncle Han."

In the past, Song Weiwei was reluctant to say anything serious about Song Chenchen's actions. It was because Song Chenchen was very measured and would not embarrass others by saying impolite words.

But this child has been too rebellious recently, if he doesn't educate him well, he won't know what propriety is in the future.

Song Chenchen's eyes were quickly covered with mist, and he said loudly: "Mommy, you are so annoying, I don't like Mommy anymore."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran towards the villa, crying while running.

Song Weiwei wiped her face and looked at his back. She sighed helplessly, then turned to look at Han Shuhuai, "I'm sorry, my son is not sensible, I made you laugh."

Han Shuhuai hurriedly said: "It's all right, he's still young, don't blame him!"

Song Weiwei: "..."

She really wasn't good at dealing with such things, and she was especially worried about Song Chenchen, if he just cried like this because of his illness, it would hurt his body.

Han Shuhuai was considerate. Seeing her looking worriedly at the villa, he hurriedly said, "Let's go, let's go and see Chenchen."

The two returned to the villa side by side. Song Chenchen was lying in Song's mother's arms and couldn't stop crying. Song's mother patted him on the back and asked him what's wrong but he didn't say anything.

This child is quite sensible at this time, unlike the little hedgehog who showed his thorns all over his body just now, he is probably really afraid that someone will snatch his mommy away.

When Mother Song saw Song Weiwei and Han Shuhuai coming back, she said, "Chenchen called you just now, what happened, why did you come back crying?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Han Shuhuai's expression, but Song Weiwei said, "Mom, it's okay. Chenchen is not sensible. Is the meal ready? Let's go eat."

When Song Chenchen saw that she was trying to slander him in front of grandma, he said angrily, "I'm not ignorant, it's Mummy who is ignorant, and Mummy is blaming me."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She has seen a black complaint, but she has never seen a black complaint that is so righteous, she opened her mouth, there are guests, it is not good to pull out what happened just now, and let people see it as a joke.

She said: "Let's eat first, we'll talk about it later, Auntie, Mr. Han, this way please."

Song Chenchen didn't expect that she really ignored him, so he cried even louder, accusing while crying, "Grandma, Mommy doesn't love me anymore, and I don't love her anymore."

Song's mother had a headache from his crying, and felt sorry for the child. While staring at Song Weiwei, she coaxed him, "Grandma will talk about her in a while."

"Preaching is no good, you have to ask Mommy to apologize to me." Song Chenchen insisted.

Song's mother had no choice but to agree. Mrs. Han watched the whole process and saw the embarrassment on her son's face. She probably guessed something.

Her eyes flickered, it's not easy to be a stepfather.