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

Zhou Zheng pondered for a while, "Recently, there have been no strange people appearing around President Li. If there is, there is only Miss Xie, but Miss Xie had a good impression of President Li before."

"Thank you? Xie Lingyu?" Shen Qingyuan asked.

"That's right, it's her. It looks like Mr. Li has been very close to Ms. Xie since he returned from his disappearance. He even lives in Ms. Xie's villa. The relationship between the two is a bit ambiguous." Zhou Zheng said about the last four When writing, subconsciously lowered his voice.

Shen Qingyuan heard it clearly, and she sneered, "Ambiguous? I think they are more than ambiguous, why is Mr. Li like this, why not..."

The words "dead and clean" were rationally swallowed by her. After all, the other party was her boss, and she still didn't dare to speak ill of him in front of his most trusted confidants.

Zhou Zheng licked his lips, and said in a difficult tone, "In short, at present, only Miss Xie is the most suspicious."

Shen Qingyuan frowned, she took a sip of coffee, the canned coffee was not good, and she wrinkled her face because of the bitterness, "Then we can only start with Ms. Xie and find out when she met Mr. But it's best for you to check this matter, I don't want to see someone surnamed Xie."

Zhou Zheng nodded, "Well, I'm more suitable for stereotypes."

"Brother, it's up to you to save us from the dire straits." Shen Qingyuan patted him on the shoulder. Now they are revolutionary comrades fighting side by side.

Otherwise, if the proprietress continues to be so hostile, they will probably be affected too.

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Song Weiwei was sitting in the car, turning her head to look at the receding street scene outside the window. Han Shuhuai was driving in front, and he looked up at the rearview mirror from time to time. Seeing Song Weiwei's preoccupied appearance, he felt sad.

"Song Song, where do you want to go next?"

Song Weiwei turned her head after a while, "What did you just say?"

Han Shuhuai said, "The weather is fine today, let's go fishing."

Song Weiwei really didn't want to go back at this time, she thought about it and said, "Okay."

An hour later, Han Shuhuai parked the car in front of a lakeside villa, he opened the door, Song Weiwei got out of the car, her hair was immediately blown by the wind, she wrapped her down jacket tightly, and followed Han Shuhuai to the villa.

This year is cold winter, Jiangcheng has had several snowfalls, the lake is frozen, Han Shuhuai took Song Weiwei into the villa, he went to boil water, and then went to the storage room upstairs to get fishing gear.

After a while, he came down, prepared some snacks and coffee and put them in a bag. He carried the bag with fishing gear, and went out to the lake with Song Weiwei.

Song Weiwei said, "Let me help you get something."

In addition to fishing gear, Han Shuhuai also had simple tables, chairs and tents, which looked like he was going out for a picnic.

He was not polite to her either, and handed her the bag of food in his hand, and the two of them walked towards the lake with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Han Shuhuai found a place where the ice was thinner to put down his things, and he started to set up a tent. Song Weiwei stood beside him to help, and quickly set up the tent.

Han Shuhuai spread out the simple table and chairs, took out food and drink and put them on the table. The tent blocked the cold wind. He motioned for Song Weiwei to sit down, "Song Song, have a cup of coffee, and I'll dig the ice."

Song Weiwei just sat down on the chair. I have to say that Han Shuhuai really enjoys it. It doesn't look like a simple chair, but it is very comfortable to sit on. She is holding a steaming coffee, and seeing Han Shuhuai's activities, she is so hot that she takes off her down jacket , wearing only a woolen sweater and shirt inside, he took the tools and walked a little farther, then squatted down and began to dig into the ice.

Song Weiwei sat beside her, resting her chin on her hands, and looked at it for a while, as if she saw something interesting, she put down her coffee cup, got up and walked over.

As the shadows fell in front of him, Han Shuhuai raised his head and smiled at Song Weiwei, "Why are you here? I'll finish it in a while."

Song Weiwei knelt down in front of him, looked at the skates with great interest, and said, "I'm looking at it for fun, I'll chisel it."

In the past, she only saw winter fishing in TV dramas, but she saw it on "You Who Came from the Star". She found it very interesting, and she didn't expect to experience it for herself today.

Han Shuhuai handed her the ice skates and carefully warned, "Be careful, don't hurt your hands."

Song Weiwei smiled, "I'm not a child anymore, don't worry."

As she said that, she started digging along the gap that Han Huai had already dug. After digging for a while, she heard the ice layer plopping into the water, and she could vaguely see a hole, and all the fish trapped under the ice swam over. .

"Give it to me, I'll take care of the rest." Han Shuhuai saw that her fingers were red from the cold, and quickly took the ice skate. Their hands touched each other, and his heart suddenly stirred up.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Song Weiwei, but Song Weiwei didn't notice that she was looking at the fish swimming towards the entrance of the cave, "There are so many fish, you don't need to catch them, just take a net and catch them."

Han Shuhuai laughed, "Winter fishing is the atmosphere of fishing. I'll go prepare the fishing rod, and your hands will turn red from the cold. I'll go and light up the fire, and you will warm up."

It was very cold in the snow, and when he spoke, clouds of white mist floated out.

Song Weiwei squatted and watched for a while, then ran over to help Han Shuhuai. He brought a simple stove, and now he lit a fire, and a pot of water was burning on the stove.

Cooking snow with green plums is probably such an artistic conception.

When he finally finished his work and sat down, Song Weiwei added boiling hot coffee to his cup, and poured another cup for herself. The steam was dense, she held the cup and vomited white mist, "On such a day, drink a cup of coffee, It’s really wonderful to enjoy a snow scene.”

Han Shuhuai looked at her with a smile, "Yes, you are usually too busy and missed a lot of scenery. When you are not busy in the future, we will go out for winter fishing or mountain climbing."

Song Weiwei nodded, "Well, I like mountain climbing. It would be great if Chenchen was here. He likes skating very much. Last time we went to the ski resort, he still couldn't get enough of it."

"Then I'll ask the driver to pick him up."

Song Weiwei looked at the sun in the distance and thought that it might be too late when Song Chenchen arrived, so she shook her head, "Next time, it's too late today."

Han Shuhuai was very happy. He wanted to be alone with Song Weiwei, but he didn't want Song Weiwei to think that he excluded Song Chenchen, so he said, "It's okay, this place is not far from Song's house. I'll call Yuan Zhuo to see if he's at home. Everyone Come together, the crowd will be lively."

Song Weiwei thought about it, and then made a call by herself.

The Spring Festival is approaching, Song Yuanzhuo's company is already on holiday, he came back two days ago, he was busy at home these two days, when he received a call from Song Weiwei, he agreed to bring Chenchen over without saying a word.

After hanging up the phone, Song Weiwei sent him the address, and then said to Han Shuhuai, "My brother said he'll be there in a while, why don't we grill the fish, and grill the fish while fishing, it's a special flavor."

Han Shuhuai was in a complicated mood. He hated himself for not being more selfish. A good two-person date was about to turn into a multi-person date. He said, "Okay, I'll go get ready."

Everything in the villa by the lake was readily available. Han Shuhuai moved everything into the tent and heated up the charcoal fire. The temperature in the tent suddenly increased a lot, and it was not as cold as before.

Song Weiwei rubbed her hands and watched from the side, "Do you need my help?"

Han Shuhuai said: "The fishing rod is moving, go and see if the fish has taken the bait."

Song Weiwei hurried over, and sure enough, she saw the fishing rod being pulled up. She held the fishing rod and pulled it up. It felt quite heavy at first, but she finally pulled the fishing rod up with some strength. Fluttering on the fishing rod.

Song Weiwei jumped up excitedly, "Ah, I caught it, I caught it, what a big fish...ah, it splashed my face."

Han Shuhuai watched her laugh while hiding, and a smile appeared on Jun's face. He walked over quickly, and reached out from behind her to stabilize the fishing rod. He didn't think about anything when he did this.

But when he held the fishing rod, he realized that he was holding Song Weiwei halfway in his arms, and her light and pleasant fragrance lingered in his nose. His heart flickered and he was slightly absent-minded.

Song Weiwei didn't notice anything unusual either. She held the fishing rod, her expression still very excited, "Such a fat fish, we'll be lucky tonight."

As she said that, she turned her head to look at Han Shuhuai, and noticed that Han Shuhuai looked at her with extraordinarily hot eyes. She suddenly realized that the two were very close together, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

Han Shuhuai reacted, he took the fishing rod, took the fish off the hook and put it into the bucket, and said, "This is not the fattest one, I will catch two more."

Song Weiwei felt a little uncomfortable. She took out a tissue and wiped the water off her face, then quietly sat back on the chair, took a sip of the cold coffee, and was shivering from the cold.

Han Shuhuai re-baited the fish and threw the hook into the hole. He glanced at Song Weiwei and saw her sitting there in a daze. He went to sit down and put some washed potatoes on the charcoal grill.

The atmosphere between the two fell silent for a while, and Han Shuhuai said, "Song Song, what happened to you in the company today?"

Song Weiwei regained her senses, she put down her coffee cup, and smiled a little cautiously, "It's okay, I just encountered a particularly annoying psychopath and said some nasty things."

"Your company executives?" Han Shuhuai knew what happened to Song Weiwei recently. Although the collapse of the CBD building had calmed down the victims, there was a safety accident, and the work there had been completely suspended for rectification.

The Bailaimei Group is facing many challenges, and Song Weiwei, as the decision-maker of the Bailaimei Group, is naturally the one under the most pressure. She not only needs to give an explanation to the public, but also to the board of directors.

only……

When he called her, it was Li Baihan who answered her. She is depressed now, which should be related to Li Baihan.

He never thought that Li Baihan would come back alive, if he hadn't seen him with his own eyes, he would have suspected that he was hallucinating.

Song Weiwei lowered her eyes, "Yes."

"I heard that Li Baihan is back, Song Song, if you can't handle it, hand over the company to him and let him handle it. It was originally his company, and he was also responsible for the project at that time." Han Shuhuai said.

The incident of Li Baihan's "resurrection from the dead" had a great impact on him, and he believed it would be the same for Song Weiwei. Before she could get out of the shadow of losing Li Baihan, this person came back.

Song Weiwei clasped her hands tightly, and she said: "If something goes wrong with the project in my hands, I will be responsible to the end. After this matter is resolved, I will leave Bailaimei Group."

Han Shuhuai didn't want her to stay with Li Baihan, but he couldn't say anything, so he forced a smile, "Well, I know you are a very responsible person, but if you are really tired, don't force yourself ,do you know?"

"it is good."

There was nothing between the two of them for a moment, and not long after, the sun set and the sky was covered with colorful sunset glow. At this time, Song Yuanzhuo came with Song Chenchen in his arms.

Behind them were Song Yuheng and Song Mu.

The two quickly got up to meet them, Han Shuhuai greeted them one by one, and invited them into the tent. Mother Song was so cold that she rubbed her hands, and she felt much warmer after entering the tent.

"They were just about to go out when I bumped into them. I heard that you guys were fishing by the lake, so I came over to join in the fun. Shuhuai, I won't make you feel uncomfortable, right?" Mother Song said kindly.

She actually likes the child Han Shuhuai very much. She thinks he is gentle and gentle, and he is very suitable for Song Weiwei. She came here just to find an opportunity to bring the two together.

In the past six months, Song Weiwei has worked so hard. She sees it in her eyes and hurts her heart. She thinks that if there is someone around her who knows how to take care of her, she won't be so desperate.

At this time, Song's mother didn't know about Li Baihan's life, and they didn't tell her.

But even if she found out, she would probably rush to Li Baihan and scold her.

Song Chenchen was very happy, "Mom, can I go play on the ice?"

Song Chenchen was wearing a white down jacket with a circle of white rabbit fur on the hood. She looked cute like a snow elf. When Song Weiwei saw him, she thought of the wicked Li Baihan, and her mood was extremely complicated.

She said, "Well, but don't go in the middle of the lake, where the ice is thinner."

"Yeah." Song Chenchen nodded vigorously, Song Yuanzhuo ran away after seeing him, he said to Song Weiwei, "I'll go and see him."

He had just chased after a few steps when he saw Song Chenchen slid on the ice. He was taken aback for a moment, and then amused by his funny posture, he ran over while laughing, trying to help him up.

Song Chenchen didn't want him to help him, he climbed up from the ice with a rabbit fur hat on his head, so cute that Song Yuanzhuo's heart almost melted, hey, the series of cheating sons came again.

After Song's mother sat down, she saw that Song Weiwei was still wearing a scarf, and she said, "Song Song, it's so hot in the tent, you should take off the scarf, this charcoal stove is burning, be careful to burn sparks later."

Song Weiwei has been wearing a scarf since she came out of Bailaimei Group. The reason why she hasn't taken it off until now is that she has bruised and purple fingerprints on her neck, and she doesn't want to be discovered by everyone.

She tied the scarf around her neck and said, "My neck is a bit cold so it doesn't start a fire."

Mother Song glanced at her, only to realize that her eyes were a little swollen, she frowned, "Song Song, have you been bullied in the company? Are those directors bullying you because they are seniors?"

Song's mother knew that once Li Baihan died, those old people must want to divide power and get the most benefits. A group of people are fighting openly and covertly.

Song Weiwei shook her head, "No, the company is fine."

"Then why do you look like you have been crying?" Mother Song said.

Song Weiwei wiped her eyes with a guilty conscience, "Does it look like you have cried? Maybe I drank too much last night and didn't sleep well. I have a lot of things to do at the company today. Mom, don't just stare at me. I'll help Shuhuai kill her." fish."

In fact, she doesn't know how to kill fish, but she doesn't want to be pressed by Song's mother, or the grievance that was not easy to get over will come back to her heart, so she quickly avoided it.

Han Shuhuai was killing fish in the villa, when he heard footsteps behind him, he looked back and saw Song Weiwei walking in, he smiled and said, "Why are you back, why don't you play with Auntie and the others by the lake."

"Let me see if there is anything that needs my help." Song Weiwei looked at the several whole fish being marinated in the basin, and she said, "You are really amazing, you can actually kill fish."

Han Shuhuai said: "When I was abroad, when I wanted to eat Jiangcheng cuisine, I had to do it myself. Over time, I learned to cook by myself. I heard that Chenchen likes to eat crayfish. I asked the driver to buy it and cook it for him later. Deep fried prawns."

Song Weiwei just laughed, "There's no need to buy anything special, he also likes grilled fish."