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

Li Qingcheng bit his lower lip, and looked at Song Yuheng with an aggrieved expression, his eyes resentful as if he were looking at a heartless man, Song Yuheng's scalp felt numb, and he coughed lightly in embarrassment.

"You were on the night shift last night, and you took such a long flight in the morning. Go to my dormitory and sleep for a while. I have another operation in a while. It's boring for you to wait here."

His gentle tone made Li Qingcheng somewhat useful. He stretched out his hand to take the key he handed over, thinking about it, he was still a little unwilling, "Doctor Song, I'm serious, you should consider me."

Song Yuheng: "..."

Li Qingcheng walked for a long time, but he still sat still, like an old monk in meditation, motionless.

Li Qingcheng took his key and went to his dormitory. This is the dormitory arranged by the hospital for the staff. The house is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room. He came to help him clean it last time.

Now with the breath of life, this house no longer looks so cold.

Li Qingcheng opened the door and went in, changing shoes at the entrance, originally wanted to go in barefoot, but suddenly remembered something, he leaned over and opened the door of the shoe cabinet, and saw two pairs of identical slippers inside, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Song Yuheng didn't throw away his slippers, which shows that he doesn't reject him.

After receiving this news, Li Qingcheng's mood improved. He walked into the living room. He and Song Yuheng went to choose the sofa in the living room. At that time, the two of them hesitated between a set of black sofas and a set of light coffee-colored sofas. Finally, He said: "There is a USB port on the light coffee sofa, so you don't have to look for a socket everywhere when you lie on the sofa and play with your phone when it runs out of battery."

He casually mentioned that Song Yuheng immediately gave up his favorite black sofa and bought a light brown sofa.

That person is always like this, with a cold appearance, but he always notices what he likes and needs, and then satisfies him quietly.

It is precisely because of this that he has a deep-rooted love for him, and he has been unable to extricate himself until now.

Passing through the living room, he came to the door of the bedroom. The door of the master bedroom was open. The decoration inside was very simple. The cold and windy decoration made the room look a bit cold. He walked in and stood beside the double bed.

Iron-gray sheets, single pillows, this is a single man's bedroom, the room is filled with the fragrance of men after bathing, like pine and cypress and woody fragrance.

As if he had been bewitched, he sat down on the edge of the bed, raised his hand to press the pillow, and lay down again. The whole body was immediately surrounded by the residual fragrance, which made him feel at ease. He closed his eyes and fell asleep without knowing it. sunk.

When Song Yuheng came out from the operation, the head nurse stopped him, "There is something wrong with the patient in bed No. 3. The family members came over in the morning and we took a look. Doctor Song, go and have a look."

Song Yuheng followed the head nurse, and when he came out of the ward, it was already dark outside and the street lights were on.

He changed out of his white coat tiredly, picked up his coat and went out. When he took the elevator downstairs, he thought of Li Qingcheng, who originally planned to order a takeaway to deal with the night, but decided to go to the supermarket instead.

He walked through the hospital lobby, walked out of the hospital gate, and saw a man in black leaning against the streetlight at a glance.

Li Qingcheng waved to him enthusiastically, "Hi, Doctor Song, are you off work?"

Song Yuheng strode over and stood in front of him, seeing that he was full of energy, he nodded slightly, "Why are you here, didn't you rest this afternoon?"

"Slept for a while..." Li Qingcheng's expression was a little subtle, and he looked at Song Yuheng a little bit averted, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

Song Yuheng didn't care about his strangeness, and followed Li Qingcheng along the road, "What do you want to eat, there are quite a lot of food around here, but there are no high-end restaurants."

Li Qingcheng looked at him sideways, with a smile in his eyes, "It doesn't matter what you eat, as long as it's with you."

Song Yuheng's heart trembled slightly, he put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at the passers-by who were hurrying in front of him, and said, "Then let's eat Chinese food, there is a good local restaurant nearby."

"it is good."

The two walked side by side for about a kilometer, and the local restaurant was already in sight, and there was a long queue at the door, which showed its popularity.

Song Yuheng had been busy all afternoon, and his stomach was empty at the moment. Seeing such a long line, he felt a little regretful, "Are you hungry, why don't we go to the wonton shop next door to fill our stomachs first?"

Li Qingcheng smiled, "Okay."

The two went to sit down in the wonton shop, ordered two wontons, and waited for the wontons to arrive, the two of them looked at each other speechlessly.

After a while, the proprietress brought over two steaming bowls of wontons, and brought over some condiments, and asked them to season them according to their own taste. Song Yuheng put chili on the more flavorful side.

Li Qingcheng is an out-and-out northerner, and he doesn't like spicy food very much. When he saw Song Yuheng's bowl of wontons floating in chili oil, he swallowed, "Isn't it spicy?"

"Okay, do you want to try one?"

Li Qingcheng resisted in his heart, but seeing Song Yuheng scoop up a wonton and hand it over, it was an excellent opportunity to get close, how could he let it go?He leaned over and held the spoon in his mouth.

The wontons were very hot, and with the addition of chili oil, a spiciness exploded between the lips and tongue. Li Qingcheng was so hot that he almost spit out the wontons. Meeting Song Yuheng's eyes, he swallowed the wontons in his mouth like a gulp, and then He picked up the herbal tea on the side and drank a cup.

But still spicy.

He stuck out his tongue and raised his hand to fan the wind, "It's so spicy, do you usually eat it so spicy?"

Song Yuheng heard the words and said: "Fortunately, it's usually bland, and occasionally you eat a little spicy food. You are from the north, so it's normal that you don't know how to eat spicy food. Is it still spicy now? Drink some water."

Li Qingcheng's tongue was covered with moringa, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He sniffed, "I respect you southerners for being a good man."

Song Yuheng couldn't help but curled the corners of her lips.

After the two finished eating the wontons, their stomachs were already [-]% full. When they went out to check out and saw that there was still a long queue for the local dish, the two had no choice but to go home first and decided to try it another day.

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Song Weiwei came back from the hospital, Xiao Lin saw her coming back, and hurried up to greet her, "Boss, many customers who have made reservations are unwilling to cancel their orders, and they are unwilling to let other sculptors take over. They want you by name."

Song Weiwei has already anticipated this situation. She is famous now. If this continues for a long time, her works will appreciate in value in the future.

She remembered that when he was studying antiques with Mr. Li, Mr. Li said a word, which she still remembers vividly. He said: "Don't look at the value of these antiques, but they were nothing in those days, especially these paintings. Afterwards, it appreciates in value."

Song Weiwei took a lot of orders in order to get Muyi Studio out of the crisis of closing as soon as possible, but now the customers are unwilling to cancel the orders, and she has no way to forcibly return the orders.

"I see, Xiao Lin, next time there is a customer who wants to order, you can ask other engravers to contact them first. If the customer wants to find me by name, you tell them that I will not take orders for the time being."

Xiao Lin said, "Will this cause their dissatisfaction?"

"No, I believe that the customers are all sensible people. Besides, I still have so many orders in my hand, and it will take the next year or the next year to receive orders. If they are willing to wait, that's fine."

Some people come here purely to follow the trend, not to appreciate her works. She didn't care about these before, but now she has to plan for herself. After all, staying in the studio for a long time to work behind closed doors can easily lose new ideas.

Xiao Lin couldn't understand, "Boss, you are now the signboard of our studio. If you don't take orders, I'm afraid all the customers will run away."

Song Weiwei shook her head, "I just want to attract them. Besides, I am not the only signboard in our studio. Mr. Xu and Mr. Li are both very powerful sculptors. They just lack an opportunity for everyone to see their talents."

In fact, Xiao Lin still has selfish intentions. Although Song Weiwei is a rich second generation, her family has a group to inherit, and she is not short of money or fame, she still wants to see her standing at the top.

But Song Weiwei has no selfishness at all, she doesn't want to be the top person, she wants this industry to be seen by the world, and she wants to show the talents of her peers in front of the world.

Thinking about it this way, her pattern is indeed small.

"Boss, I see."

Song Weiwei patted her on the shoulder, "Xiao Lin, communicate with customers well, I believe in your ability to coordinate the relationship between customers and sculptors."

Kobayashi lowered his head in shame, "I'm sorry boss, I let you down."

Song Weiwei smiled slightly, "What are you talking about, go to work, remember, we are not just a sculptor in this studio, we are a whole, we all prosper, we all lose."

"Ok!"

After soothing Xiao Lin's emotions, Song Weiwei turned and went upstairs, but saw Xu Fang standing at the corner with a steaming cup of coffee in her hand. She nodded at her and was about to leave when Xu Fang stopped her.

"Mr. Song."

Song Weiwei turned her head to look at her, Xu Fang bit her lip, she said: "My brother's matter is settled, I haven't had time to thank you, can I treat you to dinner?"

"of course."

Xu Fang was still very nervous at first, but she was relieved when she heard Song Weiwei's answer, "We're going to eat hot pot that night, I've made a reservation, and I'll call Xiao Lin and the others to join us."

Song Weiwei nodded with a smile. Xu Fang's personality was a bit withdrawn. Even though she was here to name her name, she never wanted to integrate into this group. Now that she took the initiative to invite everyone to dinner, Song Weiwei was very happy.

"Xiao Lin and the others will definitely be very happy to know."

Xu Fang hesitated, "Before I rejected your kindness, I hope you won't be angry with me."

"This incident actually happened because of me. You just suffered an innocent disaster, but if this incident allows your brother to regain his responsibility as an elder brother, then it's not too bad, don't you think so?" Song Weiwei said.

Xu Fang nodded in response, "My brother seems to have changed a bit. He hasn't been idle recently. He has found a job in a car repair shop and works hard every day. Teacher Song, thank you."

"Don't thank me, you should thank yourself. You have never given up on your brother. Your brother was moved by you." Song Weiwei smiled.

Xu Fang also laughed, "Well, seeing my brother live so hard, I can no longer let myself down, Mr. Song, I am not afraid of hard work."

The two chatted for a few more words before returning to their respective offices. Song Weiwei was in a great mood and everything was going in a good direction. She believed that it would get better and better in the future.

When Xiaolin heard that Xu Fang was going to treat guests, she was not happy at first, but worried that Xu Fang had enough money. Everyone knew that her brother owed usury some time ago and was being pursued.

After hearing her worries, Song Weiwei said, "Xu Mang's debt to usury has been settled, that underground casino has been seized, and the boss and those gangsters have been arrested."

"Really?" Xiao Lin's eyes lit up.

"Ah."

Xiao Lin cheered, "Great, then Master Xu is relieved now, I was still very worried about her, afraid that she would not be able to hold on, so I must eat more tonight to help her celebrate."

Song Weiwei raised her hand and tapped her head lightly, "Don't talk nonsense when we're gone for a while, and if you mention her sadness, everyone will treat it as a dinner party."

"I know, Boss, even though I'm straight, I can turn corners." Xiao Lin smiled with eyebrows twisted, "I'll inform other people that the door will close early tonight, and we'll have dinner together."

In the evening, Xu Fang booked a box for Manjianghong Hot Pot. The box was large and the table was large enough to accommodate more than a dozen people. After everyone sat down, Xu Fang handed the menu to Song Weiwei. Song Weiwei selected a few dishes and passed them on.

Everyone knew Xu Fang's situation, and they didn't order expensive dishes. Instead, the menu returned to Xu Fang, and she added a few more, and then asked Song Weiwei if she wanted to drink.

"Alright, let's have a beer."

The waiter reminded, "Today, you get one free for every beer drink. I'll bring both in."

Kobayashi was overjoyed, "Okay, we are going to realize the freedom of beer today."

Everyone saw that she was so happy. She was a little restrained at the same table with the boss, but now she let go of everything. The waiter brought the pot and the dishes were delivered quickly.

Xiao Lin opened beer, filled it up for everyone, then stood up and said, "Thank you Master Xu for your generosity tonight, allowing us to gather here. I borrow flowers to present Buddha, and I hope everyone will have a prosperous future."

Everyone yelled and raised their glasses to touch each other. Song Weiwei didn't want to spoil everyone's interest, so she also raised their glasses and drained the wine in one gulp.

With this opening, the rest was very lively, and everyone came to toast Song Weiwei's wine.

At the beginning, Song Weiwei never refused to come, but later she drank too much, Xiao Lin couldn't stand it anymore, and helped Song Weiwei block the drink, and the others were also very sensible. Seeing Song Weiwei's cheeks flushed, she knew she couldn't drink anymore, so she stopped coming persuade to drink.

Xu Fang sat next to her, and silently put some vegetables in the bowl for her, "Mr. Song, eat something to cushion your stomach, or your stomach will feel bad."

Song Weiwei was a little dizzy before her eyes. If she drank too much beer, she would easily want to go to the toilet. When she stood up, she swayed. Xiao Lin quickly reached out to support her, "Boss, where are you going?"

Song Weiwei pointed to the bathroom in the box, "Go to the bathroom."

Xiao Lin stood up and helped her go, and watched her enter the bathroom, she was waiting outside, after a while, Song Weiwei came out of the bathroom, her steps were sloppy, obviously drunk.

In this case, it is absolutely impossible for her to go back alone after the dinner party.

Xiao Lin helped her back to the table and sat down, secretly took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Jiang Huai, asking him to tell Li Baihan to come to Jianghong to pick him up.