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

Song Yuanzhuo put her back on the bed with some regrets, and before leaving, he did not give up and asked: "You really don't need me to help you dress?"

Li Minglan was still a little girl after all, she was not as thick-skinned as him, she glared at him angrily, "Are you leaving soon?"

Song Yuanzhuo shook his head regretfully, and walked out of the master bedroom.

Li Minglan breathed a sigh of relief, just now she was only focused on competing with Song Yuanzhuo, now she pulled the quilt away and picked up the clothes, only to find that what Song Yuanzhuo gave her was actually his shirt.

The black silk shirt, made of very thin material, is more attractive than the white shirt.

She gritted her teeth, she didn't want to wear his clothes for this stinky man who was full of bad tastes, she barely came to the closet with her clothes on, the short distance had already made her legs weak.

She held on to the closet door and took a deep breath before opening the closet door.

There were many clothes hanging in the closet, except for suits and shirts, the colors ranged from dark to light. She opened another closet door and finally saw the man's pajamas inside.

Silk pajamas, the color is still from dark to light, but still mostly dark.

She picked out a thicker pajamas and put them on to cover herself up completely before staggering down the stairs.

Song Yuanzhuo was wearing an apron, and he brought out two bowls of clear porridge from the kitchen, and made three side dishes, which smelled delicious, and Li Minglan's stomach groaned uncontrollably.

She shyly covered her stomach and walked over slowly.

Song Yuanzhuo raised his eyes to look at her, the pajamas were worn on her body almost to the ankles, even though she was wrapped tightly and tied with a belt, the wide nightgown was hanging on her body, it still seemed to be wearing an adult's clothes.

Song Yuanzhuo raised his eyebrows, "Do you like to wear my pajamas?"

These words are obviously normal, but when they spit out from Song Yuanzhuo's mouth, there is a little more flavor, like teasing, and also like joking, in short, it just has bad intentions.

The corner of Li Minglan's mouth twitched, "You don't have my clothes here, who else can I wear besides yours?"

Last night, she was taken into the house by him, and all her clothes were torn by him. She couldn't wear them anymore. She didn't understand, what kind of habit is this man tearing up her clothes every time?
Song Yuanzhuo pulled out the chair and motioned for her to sit over.

Li Minglan didn't like what he wanted, she pulled out a chair across from him and sat down, Song Yuanzhuo was not annoyed, he walked around the table, sat down beside her, then stretched out his arms, and pulled her into his arms.

Li Minglan struggled, "I don't want to sit on your lap."

"But I want to hug you." Song Yuanzhuo strangled her waist, making her unable to move.

Li Minglan was so angry that she wanted to bite her, and finally let him go, but this was just the beginning, and he fed her the food one by one, and he picked up the food and delivered it to her mouth.

He was so attentive that he almost helped her chew.

Li Minglan couldn't stand Song Yuanzhuo like this, she was too clingy, "Song Yuanzhuo, do you know that there is an idiom called playing hard to get, if you are so considerate, I won't like you."

Song Yuanzhuo lowered his eyes and saw a grain of rice sticking to her lips. He gently wiped it off with his fingers, then put the grain of rice into his mouth, and swallowed it without any distaste.

Seeing his slipping Adam's apple, Li Minglan didn't know what to think of, she blushed suddenly, turned her head away, and didn't dare to look any more.

Song Yuanzhuo said: "So, you change your boyfriend every week, because you want to play hard to get me?"

Li Minglan frowned, "I don't change boyfriends every week."

She wasn't so promiscuous yet, but it happened that she had something every week, and except for Shen Minglang, the others really made an appointment for the school club.

"Not allowed in the future." Song Yuanzhuo ordered domineeringly without going into the details.

Li Minglan hated his tone the most, "If you're not sure, you're not sure? I just want to make an offer."

Song Yuanzhuo narrowed his eyes, leaned close to her ear and whispered softly: "Huh? I think you were not punished enough last night. Do you want us to spend this long vacation in bed?"

Li Minglan: "You are shameless!"

Song Yuanzhuo stared straight at her, "Lan Lan, you can try and see if I dare to imprison you and do whatever I want."

Li Minglan: "!!!"

She really underestimated Song Yuanzhuo, and thought he was a person who would come and go when he wanted, but in the end, she provoked a wolf and was gnawed by him until there was not even scum left.

Losing her appetite with anger, she got off his lap and went upstairs angrily.

Song Yuanzhuo sat on the chair without moving, staring at her back with deep eyes. He didn't take out his mobile phone to call his assistant until she disappeared at the stairs, and told him to call several high-end brands to send women's clothing over.

*
Miao Yiren fled in a panic, she never expected that Li Baihan would send someone to stop her, yesterday received a call from the sneak photographer, she felt uneasy, her eyelids kept twitching today.

When she saw Jiang Huai rushing into the hotel with a few big men upstairs, she felt bad. She remembered the scene of Li Baihan throwing her into the underground live broadcast room before, making her life worse than death. Hastily escaped from the hotel.

Fortunately, the other party was very secretive, and she did not expect that she would slip away through the back door.

Li Baihan's men came aggressively, which meant that he had already known her plan to use Song Yuheng and Li Qingcheng's nasty affair to sabotage her, and now she was cornered.

"Miss, where are you going? We have already circled the road several times." The taxi driver said impatiently.

The car kept driving, and he was always rich, but the woman sitting in the back seat looked like a lunatic, looking a little scary, and he really wanted to drive her out of the car as soon as possible, lest the lunatic go crazy and hurt him.

Miao Yiren took out a wad of cash from her purse and threw it in the front row, "I tell you to drive and you drive, I have plenty of money."

When the driver saw the wad of cash, he closed his mouth resentfully. Birds died for food, and people died for money. This sentence was indeed true.

The car drove around the city a few more times. Seeing that the sky outside was getting darker and darker, and it was time for the driver to turn over, he said, "Miss, I'm about to turn over. Do you think it's time to find a place to get off?"

Miao Yi was exhausted, she didn't know where Li Baihan's people would be waiting for her after getting off the car, and whether she would fall into a deeper abyss after being caught this time.

Li Baihan, this man she loves and hates at the same time, if she is destined not to get him, then they will die together.

Miao Yiren had a ferocious expression, but with a little calmness, thinking that the dying person has exhausted all his energy, leaving only boundless peace, she gave an address, "Send me here."

When the driver saw the address, he was a taxi driver, so he naturally knew that this place was owned by rich people, but he didn't have much trouble, so he drove away according to this address.

In the villa area, Song Weiwei held Song Chenchen's hand. The mother and son had just come from the amusement park in the villa area. They were talking and laughing while walking, completely oblivious to the taxi parked beside them.

Miaoyiren looked at them through the car window, the jealousy in his eyes almost turned into substance.

why?
A person like Song Weiwei will reach the sky in one step, not only won the love of Li Baihan, but also loved by the Song family. She is obviously an orphan, and she should have lived a miserable life than her.

But now, she not only has a beautiful and lovely son, but also a gentle and affectionate husband, what can she do?

The driver was terrified by the resentment that was about to seep out of her eyes. He followed her gaze and looked at the mother and child on the side of the road. It was not surprising that he often saw the scene near the school.

"Miss, do you want to get off here?"

Miao Yiren withdrew her bitter eyes and watched Song Weiwei's mother and son go away. She opened the door and got out of the car, and the taxi drove away immediately, as if she was afraid that she would be haunted by evil spirits if she was too late.

Miaoyiren didn't follow Song Weiwei and the others, she knew that Li's house was a little further ahead, which was the place she had longed to live in all her life, as Li Baihan's wife, and as the mistress of the Li family.

But she knew that unless Li Baihan lost his mind, it would be impossible in this life.

She stood on the side of the road and lingered for a long time, until it was getting darker and the street lights were on all around. She was tired from walking, so she found a bench and sat down.Looking back on her life, she seemed to have really been a failure.

I can't catch the man I want to chase, and I can't do the career I want to do. It's really useless.

In the dark night, there are bright lights from far to near. She looked up and saw a Rolls Royce slowly passing by. A noble and extraordinary man was sitting in the back seat of the car. The profile of the man was like cinnabar growing in her heart. Mole, let her life unforgettable.

She clenched her fists tightly and watched the car drive away slowly. Finally, the headlights flashed and disappeared into the vast night.

She took a deep breath, picked up her mobile phone and made a call, the other end was connected quickly, Miao Yiren raised the corners of her lips, and said lightly: "Miss Xie, don't come here without any problems!"

*
Song Weiwei has been restless for the past two days, and she can't explain why. When she woke up early in the morning, her eyelids started to twitch. She counted silently in her heart, the left eye twitched, the right eye twitched, and the right eye...

Her right eye kept twitching, is there a disaster?
She remembered that on the day she and Li Baihan divorced seven years ago, her eyelids kept twitching like this, and then she was knocked into the cliff by Miao Yiren, almost killing both of them.

Li Baihan saw her sitting in a daze, he walked over lightly, put his hand on her shoulder, the very gentle movement startled Song Weiwei, and Li Baihan was also startled by her reaction, "Song Song ,What's wrong?"

Song Weiwei rubbed her temples, her face was a little ugly, "I, I don't know if I didn't sleep well last night, and my eyelids kept twitching."

Then she saw Li Baihan wearing a suit and looking like he was about to go out, she said, "Are you going out today?"

Li Baihan leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, and then coaxed: "Well, I have something to go out, you can sleep a little later, wait for me to come back, and we will go back to Jiangcheng in the afternoon."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Song Weiwei suddenly grabbed his sleeve in panic, "Li Baihan."

Li Baihan paused, looked down at her, "What's wrong?"

Song Weiwei shook her head, "I don't know, I'm just very flustered, you, are you going out to do something important? If it's not urgent, don't go out."

Li Baihan pursed his lower lip, leaned over and kissed her again, "Are you so reluctant to part with me?"

"I'm not kidding you, don't go out, let's go back to Jiangcheng in the afternoon, shall we?" Song Weiwei tugged on his sleeve, not wanting him to go out, as if she would never see him again after he left this door of.

Li Baihan's eyes were dark. After their reunion, he had never seen her rely on him so much. He leaned over and hugged her, kissed her and said, "I'll sleep with you for a while."

The two quickly fell into the quilt and became lingering, not caring that it was broad daylight, so it was absurd to do so.

Song Weiwei just wanted to absorb the strength from him to make her feel at ease, she completely let go of herself, accepted and tolerated, and finally fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion.

Li Baihan watched her fall asleep, bowed his head and kissed the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and dressed neatly again.

He turned around and walked to the door of the bedroom, stopped involuntarily, looked back at the woman who was sleeping soundly on the bed, but was extremely satisfied in his heart, he thought, when he got rid of Miaoyiren, no one would be able to destroy them again feelings between.

Li Baihan opened the door and walked out, he gently closed the door and strode away.

On the big bed, Song Weiwei didn't know what she dreamed about. She frowned uncomfortably and kept chanting, but after listening carefully, she couldn't make out what she was saying.

Suddenly, she sat up straight and shouted, "Li Baihan, don't!"

The shrill voice echoed in the room. Song Weiwei's face was covered with water, and she couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears. The grief of losing everything made her unable to recover for a long time.

She pressed the position of the heart, and it beat suddenly, hitting her chest with a dull pain.

It took a long time before she struggled out of the heart-piercing despair, only then did she realize that the room was dark, and she seemed to have slept since morning.

She quickly turned around to look at her side, the quilt beside her was cool, which meant that Li Baihan had already left.

She remembered the dream of the sky full of flames just now, she quickly grabbed the phone to call Li Baihan, but the phone informed that the number she dialed could not be connected temporarily, she hung up and tried again, but it was still not connected.

She couldn't help shaking.

She called this phone number over and over again, but no one answered, so she had to call Jiang Huai, and Jiang Huai's phone couldn't be connected temporarily, so she called Zhou Zheng again, and finally got through this time.

"Assistant Zhou, are you with President Li?" Song Weiwei asked in a panic.

Zhou Zheng's voice was hoarse, as if he was enduring great pain, "Miss Song, something happened to Mr. Li."

"What?" Song Weiwei buzzed in her ears, her mind went blank, only the whistling wind from her mobile phone was left, as if it was going to blow her heart open.

There was sadness in Zhou Zheng's voice, "President Li took Jianghuai out to sea today, and the yacht exploded. President Li and Jianghuai... none of them survived, and the coast guard is still salvaging this area."

Song Weiwei wondered if she was about to lose her hearing. Zhou Zheng's voice came from far and near, but she couldn't hear it clearly, "What did you say, say it again."

Her voice was light and fluttering, as if it could be blown away by the wind, Zhou Zheng couldn't hide his grief, "Boss Li and the others... are very likely to be killed, Miss Song, I still dare not tell Master and Madam about this, I... "

The phone slipped from the palm of her hand, and Song Weiwei's face was frighteningly pale in the darkness, with big teardrops rolling down from her eye sockets.

Li Baihan was killed, no, she didn't believe it, he told her in the morning that he would go back to Jiangcheng with them in the afternoon, why did he die?