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

Han Shuhuai was sitting next to her, and she didn't avoid him when she replied the message, and she let him see it generously, which was also intentional.

What Song's mother said to her last night naturally meant to let her date Han Shuhuai. She could understand her mother's thoughts, but she didn't need it now.

She doesn't want to bother to manage a relationship and wait for the result, and she doesn't want to break her heart again.

Even if she promised Li Baihan that she would think about it, she didn't really take the matter of feelings to heart. Maybe she was bitten by a snake once and was afraid of well ropes for ten years.

But her current state is like this, and she thinks it's fine to be alone.

Han Shuhuai didn't expect that she would not avoid him at all. The words "son of a friend" deeply hurt his eyes. Not only was he not persuaded to leave, but instead he felt an unyielding energy from the bottom of his heart.

"Song Song, let's go eat breakfast first, do you have any taboos?" Han Shuhuai looked away and landed on her face.

Song Weiwei put away her mobile phone and said lightly, "Fortunately, I can eat anything, I'm not picky."

Han Shuhuai smiled, "It's easy to raise without picky eaters."

Song Weiwei didn't know him very well after all, she just smiled and turned her head to look out of the car window, the car had already driven out of the villa area.

Han Shuhuai was silent for a while, and then brought up a new topic.

Song Weiwei is indeed the king of silence, he tried to chat with her a few times, but she was able to end the conversation with one sentence, and Han Shuhuai could see her alienation in the end.

He has been bumped into cold nails again and again, no matter how strong his heart is, he is still a dragon and phoenix among people, and he is usually held up by others, but now he can't bear it.

Fortunately, we arrived at the hotel soon.

The Hong Kong-style morning tea in this hotel is excellent. After he returned last night, he asked his mother to ask Song's mother about Song Weiwei's taste. She seemed to like Hong Kong-style morning tea very much.

The two got out of the car and walked into the hotel side by side. There were many people who came to have morning tea. They were led to the window on the second floor by the waiter, and the aroma of food wafted from the whole hall.

This hotel is very luxuriously decorated, the tables and chairs are very retro, very 60s Hong Kong style.

As soon as they sat down, the waiter came over with a steaming steamer cart. There were all kinds of breakfast on the cart.

Han Shuhuai smiled and said, "Song Song, order whatever you want."

Song Weiwei responded and looked at the small steamer. The waiter lifted the lid and there were delicate snacks inside.

She ordered Shrimp Dumplings, Pineapple Buns, Char Siew Crisps in Honey Sauce, Napoleon Millefeuille, Chicken Feet, Steamed Pork Ribs, Money Belly, Pig Buns...

In the end, she ordered a pot of Tieguanyin, and ordered too many, which shocked Han Shuhuai. He smiled and said, "It seems that Auntie is right, you have a special liking for morning tea."

Song Weiwei ordered so much on purpose to scare Han Shuhuai away with her appetite. He is the son of Song's mother's good friend, so naturally she couldn't do it too hard and let Song's mother be caught in the middle.

It just backfired.

Han Shuhuai: "You are so cute!"

Help!

Song Weiwei felt that she might not have the appetite to eat the snacks that will be served later. If it wasn't for Han Shuhuai's good looks, wouldn't he be beaten for being so oily?
She took a deep breath and quickly changed the subject, "What does Mr. Han do abroad?"

"Does Song Song want to know me?" Han Shuhuai's eyes sparkled, and Song Weiwei's heart skipped a beat. Why did she find such a topic?
She watched the waiter put the snacks on the table one by one, and said quickly: "Mr. Han, let's eat."

Han Shuhuai smiled, seeing that she was shy, and made Song Weiwei so anxious that she would never speak casually again.

She picked up the chopsticks and gnawed on the chicken feet. She had to say that the morning tea in this hotel was excellent, and the taste was exactly the same as the one she had in Guangzhou.

But the portion is relatively small, there are only three or four chicken feet on a plate, she didn't think there was anything wrong with eating chicken feet in front of people she met for the first time, on the contrary, it tasted very delicious.

Seeing her unaffected appearance, Han Shuhuai became more and more interested in her.

Song Weiwei was eating, and suddenly seemed to remember something, she took a picture of the snacks on the table with her mobile phone, and then sent it to Li Baihan.

Seeing her typing on the phone, Han Shuhuai said, "Song Song, let's add a friend, it will be easier to get in touch."

Song Weiwei glanced at him, and to be honest, if Han Shuhuai hadn't been the son of her mother's friend, she wouldn't have come out to have breakfast with him.

"I don't necessarily look at my phone a lot," she said.

Han Shuhuai pursed his lips imperceptibly. He knew it was her excuse. From now until now, she checked her phone no less than ten times.

He comforted himself that they were unfamiliar now, that's why she was so alienated.

"It's okay, I don't necessarily bother you often."

Song Weiwei bit her lip, and finally added Han Shuhuai's WeChat account, but the WeChat account she uses now is the corporate WeChat account, and her name is still "Secretary to the President of Bailaimei Group".

Han Shuhuai was stunned, "Song Song, have you ever been a secretary?"

Song Weiwei continued to gnaw on the chicken feet, "Yeah, last year I worked in Bailaimei Group for half a year."

Han Shuhuai smiled and said, "Which is better than your current job at work? You don't know. I was shocked when I saw you on TV."

Song Weiwei said vaguely, "What's wrong?"

"You were very lively when you were young, not like the kind of literary girl who can calm down. I didn't expect you to be able to sculpt with patience."

Song Weiwei: "Was I very noisy when I was young?"

Han Shuhuai: "Yes, she is very naughty, cough cough, no, she is very lively."

Han Shuhuai, who had accidentally told the truth, hurried to make amends. He forgot how he was when he was so proud. He looked at Song Weiwei cautiously, and he was relieved when he saw that she didn't mind.

Song Weiwei said: "To be honest, I don't even remember what I was like when I was a child, Mr. Han..."

"Call me Shu Huai."

Song Weiwei choked for a moment, but still didn't call her by name, she said: "I know our parents hope that we can try it, but you also know that I was married and have a child, so it's not fair to you. "

She didn't intend to say it at first, but she felt that it was not appropriate to hang people like this. She had already promised Li Baihan to think about it, so she couldn't be in two boats, making her look like a scumbag.

And it's better to say some things clearly as soon as possible, so as not to make people get deeper and deeper.

"Song Song, I don't mind."

"But I don't mind." Song Weiwei said bluntly, "Maybe if you hear this, you will think that I am hypocritical and ignorant of good and evil..."

"I do not know."

"Listen to me," Song Weiwei said with a slightly forceful tone, "I'm not a good partner, and I may not be a good wife in the future, and I may not even fall in love with you."

Han Shuhuai clenched the chopsticks in his hand, and still fought hard, "It's okay, I will like you, treat you well, as long as you are by my side, I will feel happy."

These words were very sincere. If Song Weiwei were an unworldly little girl, she would definitely be deeply moved, but her heart was devastated, so it was destined that they would not be on the same level of thinking.

"I have a child, and you haven't been married yet, are you willing to be the stepfather of a child?" Song Weiwei questioned her soul.

Han Shuhuai pursed his lips tightly. No normal man would care. He fell in love with Song Weiwei at first sight, and only then did he know that she was the one he said he would marry when he was a child.

After meeting, he fell into a relationship at a lightning speed. Even if the two of them only spoke a few words, even if they broke up last night, he still tossed and turned for most of the night.

Thinking that she would accompany him to go around this morning, he was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep. He got up early in the morning and changed several sets of clothes, tossing back and forth, feeling very happy in his heart.

Because he is going to meet the person he likes.

Song Weiwei looked at him and felt that what she said hit his mind. She was about to take a break when Han Shuhuai said sincerely: "Song Song, you may not believe me if I say I don't care at all, but I will do my best. As much as I can, I will be good to you and Chenchen."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She opened her mouth, but she didn't speak a few times. Is it because she is too charming or Han Shuhuai is too stupid? After a long time, she sighed.

"I was serious."

Han Shuhuai said: "I'm also serious, Song Song, you don't have to accept me, but you can't stop me from approaching you, I will let you understand my feelings for you."

Song Weiwei really wanted to pull her hair, but finally held back, "Forget it, you can do whatever you want, I won't change my mind."

Han Shuhuai smiled, "Well, let's see who is more determined."

Song Weiwei: "..."

Song Weiwei was exhausted from this meal, and after breakfast, she received a reply from Li Baihan, who sent an emoji.

A stickman full of contempt, with the word "erosion" popping out of the stickman's head.

Song Weiwei was speechless for a while, and then saw typing in the dialog box, and waited for a long time before waiting for a very sour sentence from there.

"No wonder I don't like my little wontons, so I went to have a big meal."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She ignored someone who was sour and jealous, and took Han Shuhuai around the city center. The two separated at noon, and Han Shuhuai sent her outside Muyi's studio.

Han Shuhuai suffered too much today. He didn't visit the studio, but watched Song Weiwei go in. He ordered the driver to drive.

As soon as Song Weiwei walked in, Xiao Lin greeted her and whispered, "Boss, President Li is here, and he has been waiting for you upstairs."

Li Baihan's aura was too strong, she went to deliver a cup of tea, and she almost didn't get frostbitten by him, and the sculptors next door also hid in their studios and dared not come out.

Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect Li Baihan to come to her, so she nodded, "Okay, I'll go up and have a look."

Xiao Lin took a few steps to keep up with her, and asked cautiously, "Boss, who is that handsome guy who sent you here just now? I've never seen him before."

Song Weiwei saw her gossiping face, and she said flatly, "Blind date."

"What?" Xiao Lin was so shocked that he almost fell down, but fortunately Song Weiwei supported her in time, she frowned and said, "Are you so surprised?"

Xiao Lin laughed a few times, and suddenly realized why President Li's aura is so cold today, because the boss went to meet his blind date.

She looked at Song Weiwei's back in horror, wouldn't she be beaten to death by President Li if she went up?

When Song Weiwei went up to the second floor, she saw the man standing in front of the French windows in the living room at a glance. Thin smoke lingered in the air. Looking at the cigarette butts in the ashtray on the coffee table, she knew that the man was not in a good mood at the moment.

She leaned against the armrest, her tone was loose, "Dare you come to me if you are so cruel, are you treating me like a chimney?"

Li Baihan turned around, there was still a half-lit cigarette between his fingers, there was a distance between the two, and with the smog around her, she couldn't see his expression clearly.

Li Baihan brought the cigarette to his mouth and took another puff, then exhaled slowly, his movements were extremely elegant, but the words he spoke were not very elegant.

"Want to come back?"

Song Weiwei didn't expect him to be so angry, she curled her lips slightly, "I haven't eaten lunch yet."

There was ice in Li Baihan's voice, "Why, your blind date doesn't even want to treat you to lunch? That's too stingy."

Obviously, he heard what she said to Xiao Lin just now.

The smile in Song Weiwei's eyes deepened, "It seems that Mr. Li doesn't plan to treat me to lunch, so I have to treat myself."

With that said, she turned around and was about to go downstairs.

Just a few steps away, a gust of wind hit her from behind, and in the next second, her waist was hugged by a pair of big hands and dragged back, her nose was full of the smell of nicotine.

Song Weiwei once heard people say that a man who smelled of tobacco was very sexy. She didn't think it before, but now that she was trapped in Li Baihan's arms, she finally realized it.

It's really sexy.

Her back was against the wall, and the man raised his hand to protect the back of her head, preventing her from knocking against the wall. She raised her head slightly, her eyes glanced over the man's Adam's apple, and fell on his sexy and tight lips .

She smiled like a seductive little fox, "Is Boss Li angry?"

Li Baihan looked down at her, the woman in front of him was so hateful, he lowered his head and was about to kiss her, but Song Weiwei reacted faster and covered his mouth with her hand.

Li Baihan's eyes were dark, he stared at her for a moment, and lightly pecked her palm with his thin lips, Song Weiwei avoided itching a little.

"President Li, it's too much to take advantage of others like this."

She was bullied by him inadvertently last time, but she was prepared today, how could she let him do what she wants again?
Li Baihan's eyes flickered, and his voice was extremely low, "Weiwei, are you testing my bottom line?"

When he saw Song Weiwei getting into Han Shuhuai's car in the morning, he felt uneasy. Han Shuhuai was famous when he was in Changqingteng, and everyone said he was an incomprehensible wood.

There are so many beauties with hot bodies abroad who boldly show their love to him, but he never accepts them and refuses them coldly.

For a while, he heard Huo Tingshuang mentioning him, and he still had a kind of sympathy for finding a confidant. At that time, he thought, what kind of woman is it, isn't it good to have a career?

But now, Han Shuhuai is so attentive to Song Weiwei. Seeing his cherished appearance, it is obvious that he fell in love with Song Weiwei at first sight.

This made him feel a huge sense of crisis in his heart. After all, even the wood is moved, can it not threaten his status?

The corner of Song Weiwei's mouth curled up, "Then Mr. Li, can you tell me where your bottom line is? If I know it, I will try not to step on it."

Li Baihan felt that she was as hateful as a goblin, he opened his mouth and bit her lower lip, and murmured: "My bottom line is that you are not allowed to belong to others!"