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

Freshman registration is always tense and busy for new parents. Ever since Song Chenchen entered the school, Song Weiwei's nerves have never been relaxed.

She checked the class assignments to find the classroom, led Song Chenchen to the classroom to report, and immediately went to make the bed in the dormitory building. She did these things herself and didn't want to borrow others' hands.

As expected of an international elementary school, there are four beds in the dormitory building. The bottom is a cabinet and desk, and the top is a bed. You need to climb the stairs to sleep.

Li Baihan stood by and looked left and right, "The bed is so high, won't you fall off the bed at night?"

He was really worried, afraid that the child would accidentally fall off the bed rail after he fell asleep. Song Weiwei was making the bed on it. She glanced down and saw that there was a distance of two meters.

"It's okay if you don't say it, but once I say it, I get nervous." Song Weiwei looked at Song Chenchen, "Chenchen, are you afraid of falling?"

Song Chenchen was still excited about reporting at the new school. He was getting to know the kids in the same dormitory. Hearing what they said, he proudly puffed up his chest and patted, "Don't be afraid, I won't roll around."

Song Weiwei smiled and nodded, "Well, if you roll around, you will be smashed into a big cake."

Song Chenchen's new classmate was laughing foolishly below, and Song Weiwei didn't worry anymore and continued to make the bed.

It is still midsummer, even though the air conditioner is turned on in the dormitory, she is still sweating from the heat. She got off the bed, looking at this strange dormitory, thinking that Song Chenchen will study here for six years in the future, she has mixed feelings.

Li Baihan seemed to see what she was thinking, stretched his arms around her waist, and said softly: "Don't worry, he will always grow up, and gradually he no longer needs us."

These words made Song Weiwei feel sad all of a sudden, she suddenly remembered the poem, the thread in her loving mother's hands, her voice was a little choked up, "Well, I know."

Intellectually, she knew that Song Chenchen would get farther and farther away from her, but emotionally she was not ready to accept it.

After making the bed and visiting the school, Song Chenchen was sent back to the class by the two of them. There were many children in the classroom one after another. They looked very immature, but they were already elementary school students.

The children got to know each other in small groups, and there were also quiet little girls sitting on the seats flipping through a new book. Song Weiwei was full of emotions and stood at the door of the classroom for a while, watching Song Chenchen quickly integrate into the class. Said, "Let's go."

"Ah."

Song Chenchen seemed to feel something, he turned his head, Song Weiwei waved to him, and the little guy waved to them with a bright smile, the two turned and left.

When going downstairs, there were still many parents bringing their children, Song Weiwei avoided them sideways, and the two went downstairs, Li Baihan saw her disinterested appearance, and said, "Aren't you reluctant?"

Song Weiwei shook her head, "It's okay."

Even if Song Chenchen was at home, she didn't accompany him all the time, but when she thought of him going to kindergarten, she suddenly felt a little emotional.

"I remembered the first time I sent him to the kindergarten. Other children were crying and making noise. He obediently followed the teacher away. I was quite disappointed at the time, but the teacher told me later that he hid alone in the Secretly wipe tears in the quilt."

Li Baihan held her hand, those times he missed, he could never get back.

"Chenchen is very sensible."

Song Weiwei nodded, "Well, he's so sensible, sometimes I hope he'll be more self-willed like other children, only then will I know if I've ignored his feelings."

The two walked against the flow of people, and the huge campus was noisy and lively with the cheers of children.

"He's a man, sometimes he's a little reserved, but he knows you love him." Li Baihan gently squeezed her hand, and whispered comfort in her ear, "So don't be sad, he will know."

Song Weiwei looked up at him, the morning sun fell on them from the gaps in the leaves, her eyes seemed to be full of starlight, shining brightly, "I just thought of a word."

"Ok?"

"The child has loved us since the day he was born, but we are still decades behind, so I want to love him twice as much. One day in the future, he will lose me and will go through those decades with strength."

Li Baihan knew that she was sad, but he didn't expect her to say such words, and his eyes felt a little hot.

If they weren't at school, he would have stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms.

Leaving the school, Song Weiwei went to the studio. Xiao Lin came in and seemed to sense that Song Weiwei was depressed. She said, "Boss, are you reluctant to part with Chenchen?"

Song Weiwei smiled and shook her head, "No, I'm a mediocre."

Kobayashi was lying on the edge of the workbench, watching her put on goggles, she said: "It's normal to be reluctant. No mother is willing to give up her child, especially if you send him to elementary school now, and then to junior high school, high school, and college. Every time I can only watch his back gradually drifting away..."

"Stop," Song Weiwei raised her hand to stop her, "If you continue, I've already thought about how miserable I will be in the next 20 years."

Xiao Lin giggled and laughed, "But isn't that what raising a child is like? At first he was conceived in our stomach, slowly peeled off, and then held in our arms. After learning to walk, he will slowly move away. You see, so many Mother suffers from postpartum depression and separation anxiety, isn’t it all because she can’t get used to it?”

Song Weiwei nodded thoughtfully, "You are so experienced, people who don't know would think that you have already given birth to seven or eight children, Xiao Lin, don't just talk about it all the time, you should find one."

Xiaolin didn't expect to be urged to get married after chatting, she quickly stood up, "Boss, please forgive me, my mother was still asking me when I was at home in the morning when I would bring my boyfriend back, God knows I don't have a boyfriend."

Song Weiwei thought seriously, "Is there any type you like, I'll help you pay attention."

Xiao Lin expressed his gratitude indifferently, "The people you know are all high-ranking officials, or they have a prominent family background, so I don't deserve it."

Song Weiwei was amused by her, "Don't underestimate yourself."

"It's not that I'm belittling myself, but I have self-knowledge. If I want to find someone, I have to find someone from the same family. Don't dislike anyone, but I definitely won't look for it. Look at Master Xu."

When Xu Fang was mentioned, Song Weiwei frowned slightly, "What's wrong, Master Xu?"

"Her boyfriend came over to break up with her in the morning. He thought her brother was a drag, but Master Xu didn't ask her to stay, so he agreed to break up." Xiao Lin said with emotion, "They both talked about marriage, and their relationship should be very good. , it’s a pity to divide like this.”

Song Weiwei lowered her eyelids to cover up the emotions in her eyes, "Husbands and wives are originally birds in the same forest, and when disaster strikes, they fly separately. Husbands and wives are like this, let alone couples who have no ties."

"Yeah, sometimes when I see a man so realistic, I think it's good to be on my own." Xiao Lin said, seeing Song Weiwei's expression was a little dazed, she quickly said: "Boss, just listen, don't take it seriously, seriously It’s not always this kind of person.”

The corner of Song Weiwei's mouth curled slightly, "Okay, go get busy, I'll finish this order."

Xiao Lin saw that she picked up the chicken blood jade and began to cut it. She didn't want to stay here and disturb her work, so she turned and went out.

Downstairs, the Internet celebrity was broadcasting live. Suddenly someone pushed the door and came in. Xiao Lin looked up, and the man walked in. The man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with chestnut brown hair stylishly done, and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. The gold-rimmed glasses looked familiar.

She walked up quickly, "Hello, what do you need, I can introduce it to you."

Han Shuhuai raised his glasses, looked at the little girl in front of him, "Hi, is your boss there?"

Xiao Lin showed a clear expression. Another man came to the boss. Judging by the elegant demeanor of his gestures, he should be from a very good background. She said, "The boss is upstairs, do you have an appointment?"

Han Shuhuai showed two rows of gleaming white teeth, "No, but she said that I can come to her anytime."

Kobayashi nodded, "Please follow me."

Xiao Lin led Han Shuhuai upstairs. There was a faint fragrance of ancient wood in the studio, and there was a very artistic atmosphere. When he was outside Song Weiwei's office, Xiao Lin motioned him to wait a moment, and she knocked on the door to enter.

When the cutting noise came, Xiao Lin walked up to Song Weiwei and gestured to her. Song Weiwei stopped, took off the anti-noise earphones, and looked at her suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"Boss, there's a handsome guy looking for you outside." After finishing speaking, she lowered her voice again, "It's the handsome guy who sent you back last time."

Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows and immediately thought of Han Shuhuai. She took off her goggles and said calmly, "Please come in."

Xiao Lin took the order to leave, and Han Shuhuai came in after a while, Song Weiwei got up and walked over, "Mr. Han, please sit down, why did you come to see me?"

Song Weiwei's attitude was much more polite and polite than that day in the Song residence. Han Shuhuai's eyes darkened. He had been waiting for Song Weiwei to contact him for the past few days, but he waited in vain.

He said: "It's like this. My mother likes jade ornaments very much. I want you to help me choose them. I don't have much research on jade ornaments."

Song Weiwei was still worried that he would bring up his relationship again, and she was relieved when she heard him say this. She said, "Okay, in fact, the jade ornaments in our studio are not the most popular. If you have requirements for materials, you can go to the jewelry store."

Han Shuhuai shook his head, "My mother doesn't like the jade ornaments in the jewelry store, she likes the kind of craftsmanship and unique design, last time I saw a blogger posting the jade ornaments in your studio on Weibo, she likes them It’s terrible, but we were abroad at the time.”

Song Weiwei smiled and said, "Thank you, auntie, for liking it. Let's go down and have a look. If you don't like it, you can also order it."

Han Shuhuai nodded with a smile. He had already thought about it on the way here today. He could no longer go straight in like he did a few days ago and had to figure it out slowly. That's why he wanted to use Mrs. Han as an excuse.

The two walked out of the studio side by side and went downstairs.

Xiao Lin had just made tea and was about to serve it upstairs, when she saw the two of them coming down, she thought to herself that the boss would see off the guests so soon, obviously this gentleman was out of play, so she quickly shrank back with the tea.

Song Weiwei had already seen her, she stopped her, "Xiao Lin, put the refreshments in the reception area over there."

"okay."

Song Weiwei went downstairs, and the online celebrities who clocked in finally caught her, ran over to ask for a group photo, and asked Song Weiwei for her autograph. Not a star.

But she still signed it, and the Internet celebrity took the signature, went to buy the bill with a smile, and then left with the things she just bought.

Han Shuhuai witnessed the whole process, he said: "Song Song, you are quite famous in country C."

Song Weiwei said: "They were fooling around. A group of Internet celebrities came to check in before, and I don't know who started to ask me for an autograph. I thought my autograph was worthless, so I signed it casually. As a result, they posted it on the Internet, causing a lot of trouble. A lot of internet celebrities came over to ask for autographs."

The reality is like this, as long as you have a little fame, others will chase you, so it is said that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong.

Now they are chasing her fiercely, but once she falls from the altar one day, I don't know how these people will step on her. As long as they can contribute traffic, they are willing to chase her.

Han Shuhuai said: "That's because you are excellent, and the things you design are hard to find."

Song Weiwei was pleased by his words, she smiled and said: "Mr. Han is quite good at talking."

Xiao Lin listened by the side, and said as much as he could speak, and we never got tired of listening to our boss's words.

But when she thought of Li Baihan, she still couldn't help but light a candle for this talking gentleman in her heart. If he can talk again, the boss will have his own, so he can only be cannon fodder.

Han Shuhuai heard that she seemed to have misunderstood his slick tongue, so he hurriedly said, "Song Song, I'm telling the truth."

Song Weiwei smiled, and told Xiao Lin to bring over the few sets of jewelry she had made in the past few days. They were all rare styles on the market, and after hand-polishing, the luster and fashion sense coexisted.

"Mr. Han, see if there is anyone you like." Song Weiwei motioned to him.

Han Shuhuai looked down at the ornaments on the black velvet cloth. He seldom touched jade ornaments. He only knew whether they looked good or not. Now he was dazzled by the sight, and he showed a pitiful expression, "I like them very much, but I don't know my mother what do you like?"

Song Weiwei remembered that the last time she saw Mrs. Han, Mrs. Han was wearing a navy blue knee-length skirt, which looked elegant and generous. She said, "Look at this pair of malachite earrings. Malachite suits Han very well. Madame's temperament."

Malachite exudes nobility and elegance under the light. Many jewelry brands have launched this series, which is regarded as a classic in the jewelry industry. However, this pair of malachite earrings has been polished and polished, with a stronger luster. Not cheap.

Originally, Han Shuhuai didn't want to buy something so quickly, he wanted to pretend he didn't like it, and asked Song Weiwei to order it, but if he rejected her recommendation, it would make her unhappy.

After thinking about it, he said: "My mother really likes malachite, but I want to give her a set of jewelry, a special set, because her birthday is coming soon, I want to give her a surprise."

As soon as Xiao Lin heard it, he interjected next to him: "The boss's recent schedule is full. If Mr. Han is in a hurry, the boss may not be able to spare time to design."

Han Shuhuai froze for a moment, then looked at Song Weiwei eagerly, "Song Song, will it make things difficult for you?"

Song Weiwei pursed her lips, she couldn't be bothered, and it's not impossible to work overtime, not to mention that Mrs. Han is Song's mother's best friend, and in terms of this relationship, it's hard for her to refuse.

"Xiao Lin, go and see if you can spare time, Mr. Han, do you have a design plan in mind?"