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

In the car, Song Weiwei was sitting in the back seat. She looked at the back of the man in front of her from time to time. After getting in the car, he didn't speak again, which made her very uneasy, and she smelled a smell of cigarettes.

The taste is not heavy, if there is nothing.

"Li Baihan, do you have something on your mind?"

Li Baihan raised his eyes to look at the rearview mirror, the two exchanged a glance, he looked away again, and looked forward, the dappled light and shadow shone on him through the car window.

Under the division of light and shadow, his well-defined handsome face appears unpredictable and profound.

"No."

Song Weiwei pursed her lower lip. She leaned on the back of the chair and said in a leisurely tone, "You told me that we are now a whole, and we can't hide anything from each other."

Li Baihan's gaze paused, "Song Song, you can't sit in the front, is it because of the sequelae of the car accident that year?"

Song Weiwei seemed to be stabbed by something. She stared at his back for a moment, remembering what she said just now, she said: "Yes, because of the car accident that year, I didn't dare to sit in the front. Once I sat in the cab, I would I will recall the tragic scene in those days.”

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't bring up old things again." Li Baihan clearly felt the coldness in her tone.

Song Weiwei shook her head, "There's nothing to be sorry for, it's a thing of the past, besides, I've let go of it now, so you don't have to worry about it."

Li Baihan really wanted to slap himself, why did he bring up this topic, it was a scar deeply rooted in their hearts, uncovering it without permission would only bring their relationship back to freezing point.

"Song Song, if..." Li Baihan's voice was extremely dry, "I mean, if, if the movie you watched today was projected into reality, what would you do?"

Song Weiwei was still a little confused at first, but suddenly remembered the expression on his face when he was talking to Li Qingcheng just now, she felt blessed, "Did you see it?"

Li Baihan was still a little apprehensive at first, but when he heard her words, he raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

"I can see it too, but I will not interfere with my elder brother's decision. If he thinks that choosing this path will make him happy, no matter how many thorns there are in front of him, I will help him clear the obstacles."

These years, Song Yuheng and the others have been protecting her, and when they need her, she will also be their backing.

Li Baihan was taken aback, "You and your elder brother have a good relationship."

Song Weiwei vaguely heard the sourness in his tone, she said: "Yes, they are my relatives, I like them, and I want them to be happy, Li Baihan, are you jealous?"

Li Baihan coughed lightly, "No."

Song Weiwei snorted, a little smug, "Just say it if you're jealous, I won't laugh at you anyway."

Li Baihan looked at her smug look, if it weren't for the viaduct now, he really wanted to stop the car, pull her over from the back seat, and kiss her lips so hard that she was out of breath, and she no longer had the strength to laugh at him .

The car drove forward without stopping, and soon stopped at the entrance of the International Primary School. There were still many parents who came to pick up their children. Song Weiwei got off the car and went to line up.

After a short wait, the class leader led the children out. Song Chenchen quickly threw herself into Song Weiwei's arms, "Mum, why are you here to pick me up today, where's Shushu?"

"There are too many cars here so it's hard to park. Shu Shu is waiting for us." Song Weiwei put her hands on his shoulders and walked out along the flow of people. She saw Li Baihan's car not far from the school gate, and the two quickly got into the back seat.

Song Chenchen squatted in the middle of the seat, looked at Li Baihan with a smile, "Shu Shu, you look very different today, did you encounter something happy?"

Li Baihan raised his mouth slightly, looked up at Song Chenchen, who had bright eyes in the rearview mirror, and said, "I calculated with my fingers, and I found out that Chenchen got full marks in today's weekly exam, so I'm very happy."

Song Chenchen's eyes widened, "How do you know?"

"Because Chenchen is very smart, nothing can trouble you." Li Baihan flattered his son without hesitation. In fact, the principal called him today and mentioned Chenchen's performance in school.

The principal also intentionally mentioned that the school is about to run for captain, and wanted Song Chenchen to go for an interview.

Li Baihan knew what the principal meant, but he respected Song Chenchen's idea. If he wanted to run for the team captain, he hoped that the school would not let it go and let him run for it based on his strength.

Song Chenchen proudly puffed up her small chest, "Of course, I will also run for the captain of the school, but the teacher said that it is difficult for us freshmen who just went to run for office, so let us focus on participating."

Li Baihan smiled and said, "Well, the most important thing is to participate."

When the three returned home, Li Baihan cooked supper for Song Chenchen, and Song Weiwei watched TV with Song Chenchen in the living room, when suddenly the local news station interrupted a piece of news.

"Recently, the Jiangcheng Police Station received a report. The informant claimed to have seen fragments of corpses by the riverside. The police rushed to the riverside quickly..."

Song Weiwei heard the intermission and looked up at the TV. On the TV, the police were wearing white rubber gloves and were moving the corpse to the shore. Many media reporters were taking pictures at the scene, and the scene was very chaotic.

Li Baihan came out of the kitchen and heard the news, he said: "Song Song, turn off the TV, don't scare Chenchen."

Song Weiwei hurriedly picked up the remote control panel to turn off the TV, and then saw a body part falling out of a rotten bag. The camera panned over, and she saw a familiar tattoo on the pale body part.

Before she could see clearly, Li Baihan had come over and turned off the TV. He looked down at Song Weiwei, and found her face was a little pale. He said, "Are you scared?"

Song Weiwei shook her head, "No, I just think this prisoner's method is too cruel."

Li Baihan looked at Song Chenchen, who quickly said, "I'm not afraid either."

Li Baihan patted his head, "Go and eat something, I cooked noodles."

"Ah."

Song Chenchen hopped away. Li Baihan sat in front of Song Weiwei and asked in a low voice, "Song Song, you've been preoccupied with the news just now. What's wrong?"

Song Weiwei didn't know how to tell Li Baihan, she thought the tattoo on the corpse looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before, she felt uneasy, but shook her head and said, "It's okay."

A few days later, Song Weiwei had put the matter behind her, but suddenly the police came to her door.

Xiao Lin brought them up, and after the other party showed their identities, Song Weiwei asked them to sit down, and she said, "Xiao Lin, go and make two cups of coffee, the police are just here to ask questions, it's okay."

Xiao Lin left, and one of the policemen said: "Mr. Song, I don't know if you have seen the news. We received a report a few days ago that someone found a dead person by the river. The bandit leader who surrounded you is closed."

Song Weiwei frowned, "You mean the bandit leader is dead?"

"Yes, he was brutally killed. The reason we came to you is to ask you to help us. Who do you think killed him?"

Song Weiwei pursed her lips, "Sorry, I only met this bandit leader once, and I don't know who the murderer is."

Seeing this, another policeman hurriedly said, "That's not what we mean, we just want to know if you guys have had any interaction after what happened last time?"

"No." Song Weiwei replied quickly, "The mask has been sent back to the Bureau of Cultural Relics, and I don't have what he wants. Why did he come to me again?"

"We are worried that he will seek revenge on you, after all..."

Song Weiwei didn't wait for the police to finish speaking, her expression turned cold, "What after all? Do you suspect that he came to seek revenge on me, and then I dismembered him frantically?"

The two policemen were blocked by her and looked at each other, "That's not what we mean."

"Instead of wasting time on me, the victim, you two, why don't you find out where he is hiding recently and who has had contact with him, maybe you will have unexpected gains." Song Weiwei suggested sincerely.

The two policemen looked at each other and had no choice but to stand up and say goodbye to Song Weiwei.

They really thought about whether Song Weiwei might be the murderer. After all, the video of her being chased and intercepted by the bandits went viral all over the Internet. The bandit leader was desperate to avenge her, so she simply did nothing to kill him.

But the moment they saw Song Weiwei, they knew that their suspicion was in the wrong direction, and the girl in front of them would not do such a cruel thing.

Song Weiwei didn't send them downstairs. She sat on the sofa until Xiao Lin sent them back. Seeing that she was still sitting still, she asked cautiously, "Boss, what are they here for?"

"Investigator, the dismemberment case that will be broadcast on the news tomorrow night."

Xiao Lin also saw it on the news last night, and she was immediately filled with righteous indignation: "What does this case have to do with you? They won't suspect you as the murderer, right?"

Song Weiwei looked up at her, her eyes clearly said, you guessed it right.

Xiao Lin immediately swears, "What's the situation? Their eyes are covered with eye feces, boss, you don't look like a pervert who kills and dismembers corpses?"

Song Weiwei: "... I thank you."

Xiao Lin patted his head shyly, "Boss, if they want to come again next time, I will kick them out, suspecting who is not good, even suspecting you!"

Song Weiwei waved her hand, "Okay, leave me alone."

"Okay." Xiao Lin stuck out his tongue, turned around and took the door out.

Song Weiwei was sitting on the sofa. She was thinking about a problem. She had fought against that bandit back then, and the strength of the other party was comparable to hers. If the police hadn't arrived in time, she might have been at a disadvantage.

If it wasn't a close combat, then he was shot to death, but the body was dismembered after the shooting. How much hatred did the murderer have towards him? To use such a violent and perverted method to brutally kill the bandit leader?
Song Weiwei couldn't figure it out, and in the end she simply ignored it. The truth will come out one day.

*
It was eleventh in a blink of an eye, and Song Weiwei gave the employees five days off, and the shop assistants in the downstairs store only took shifts to rest.

Li Baihan had already made an appointment with Song Weiwei during the [-]th holiday, and they were going to take Song Chenchen back to Beicheng. Mr. Li and the others were already looking forward to it.

Song Chenchen finished school at noon on September 30, Li Baihan drove to pick him up, then drove to the studio to pick up Song Weiwei, and the three headed to the airport.

Song Chenchen sat in the back seat, and said in a childlike voice, "Shu Shu, can we see my little aunt when we go to your house? She said she would take me to the largest global center in Beicheng."

Not long after the opening of the Global Center, children from all over the country know about it, and they are very envious of the extremely cool and cool attractions at the Global Center.

Song Weiwei took out a small shirt, vest and trousers from the suitcase, "Chenchen, let's change our clothes first."

While taking off her school uniform, Song Chenchen looked anxiously at Li Baihan who was driving. Li Baihan said, "Little aunt may not be free. Your mommy and I will accompany you to play, okay?"

"No, you guys go on a date. I'm already an adult. I can go with my little aunt. If my little aunt isn't free, I can go with my second uncle." Song Chenchen shook his head like a rattle.

The corner of Li Baihan's mouth curled slightly, he looked at Song Weiwei through the rearview mirror, and said pitifully, "What should we do, we are now being rejected by our son."

Song Weiwei glanced at him and said with a smile: "Chenchen is sensible now, you should praise him for being considerate."

The smile on the corner of Li Baihan's mouth became stronger and stronger, "Well, Chenchen is very sensible, Shushu is very pleased, when Chenchen can call me daddy, I will be happier."

Song Chenchen put on his shirt, turned his body to one side, and refused to let Song Weiwei button him. He did it himself, and said, "After you marry my mommy home, I will call you daddy. There is a sense of ritual. "

At the red light ahead, Li Baihan stepped on the brakes, and the car came to a slow stop. He turned sideways, with one hand on the steering wheel, in a casual posture, but stared at Song Weiwei, "Song Song, when will you marry me again?"

Song Weiwei's heart skipped a beat, and she was a little caught off guard by his question. She lowered her eyes, pinched Song Chenchen's pants and said casually: "Not sincere, don't think about it."

Li Baihan's handsome face collapsed, and Song Chenchen clucked beside him, "Shushu, it takes a sense of ceremony to propose marriage now, you won't be able to marry my mommy if you propose like this, it's too perfunctory."

"Yes, it's too perfunctory." Song Weiwei agreed.

Li Baihan stretched out his arms and rubbed her head, "Naughty!"

The topic was brought up like this, and the atmosphere didn't feel awkward. Soon, they arrived at the airport. Jianghuai and Zhou Zheng were waiting at the airport. As soon as they arrived, they handed them the boarding passes.

"President Li, go to the first-class VIP lounge and rest, the plane will take off in four to ten minutes."

"Ah."

Li Baihan dragged Song Chenchen's minion suitcase. He was tall and long-legged, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of sunglasses. Wherever he went, he was a sight to behold, not to mention that the man with a cold appearance was pulling a very cute The suitcase immediately attracted the attention of a lot of girls.

Song Chenchen walked beside Song Weiwei, seeing Li Baihan playing handsome, he said: "Mommy, Shushu is emitting hormones again, don't you care about it?"

Song Weiwei was amused by his words, "Where did you know about hormones?"

"On TV, in the [-] o'clock idol drama that Aunt Rong caught up with, it was often said that the main character was a walking hormone jet. Look at those girls' eyes, I was so worried that they would pounce on them and eat them alive." Song Chenchen said worriedly.

Song Weiwei: "..."

Idol dramas are harmful!
"In the future, watch less idol dramas." Song Weiwei nodded his forehead, "Don't be poisoned by idol dramas."

Song Chenchen: "... Mommy, are you really not going to hold Shushu's hand?"