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

Song Weiwei squinted at him and began to sneer, "What good does it do me if I let your company's stock price drop continuously, as if I am not a member of your company."

Li Baihan smiled instead of anger, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, the chill all over his body gradually melted away, he walked past her, "Let's go, let's eat."

Song Weiwei followed him while turning her head to look at Li Qingcheng.

Li Qingcheng stood where he was, and blinked narrowly at her.

Song Weiwei doesn't really want to leave now, what does it mean to be 30 years old is Li Baihan's threshold, what happened to him?

From the corner of his eyes, Li Baihan caught a glimpse of her looking back at Li Qingcheng reluctantly. When he stopped, Song Weiwei was not on guard for a moment, and bumped into his back.

She exclaimed in pain, covered her nose and kicked back a few steps, almost stepped on a passing patient, and was caught by Li Baihan's quick eyes and hands.

"Why don't you look at the road?"

A stern voice sounded above her head, and Song Weiwei's eyes glistened with tears, she looked up at him, "It's clear that you stopped suddenly, without even a warning."

"You don't sneak peeks at other men, how could you not know that I stopped suddenly?" Li Baihan looked down at her red nose and sneered.

Song Weiwei's cheeks were hot, and she felt that he was insinuating that she was a nympho. She argued: "You don't want the villain to sue first. How could I sneak a glance at other men? Even if I did, it was an honest look."

"Excessive words." Li Bai snorted coldly.

Seeing that he didn't look angry, Song Weiwei leaned over quietly, "Mr. Li, what kind of master is he talking about, to criticize him so viciously?"

Li Baihan withdrew his big hand on her waist indifferently, "It's just superstition."

Seeing that he obviously didn't want to say more, Song Weiwei didn't ask any further questions.

But she thought, given the status of the Li family in Beicheng, they wouldn't just find a monk or priest to tell Li Baihan's fortune.To find must be to find a respected master.

But if it is really virtuous, wouldn't the cursed person die young and not be kicked out?
Song Weiwei followed him out of the hospital with complicated emotions. The sun was shining brightly outside, making Song Weiwei a little dizzy.

She raised her hand to block the glare of the sun, and she caught a glimpse of Li Baihan stretching out his hand towards her from the corner of her eye. She froze for a moment, subconsciously dodged back, and then she saw the man's handsome face as black as the bottom of a pot.

What does he want to do?

Do you want to hold her hand?

While she was frantically brushing the barrage in her heart, the man spread his palm towards her.

His fingers were slender, with clear knuckle lines, and the palm lines ran across the entire palm. She blinked her eyes in puzzlement, and asked in another way: "Do you want me to read your palm for you?"

Li Baihanjun's face darkened even more, "I think you're wearing these glasses for nothing, you can't see such a big candy in my hand?"

Song Weiwei just noticed a big white rabbit toffee lying on his palm, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole to get in, she grabbed the candy, "Thank you."

Li Baihan's hand paused in mid-air, and her fingertips slid her palm lightly, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

He clenched his fists, put them back into his trouser pockets, and looked up at her as if nothing had happened.

Song Weiwei unwrapped the milk candy and put it in her mouth, a milky aroma filled her lips and teeth, she smacked it for a while, then turned to look at Li Baihan.

result……

The moment their eyes met, Li Baihan coldly turned his head away, leaving her with a handsome and cold profile.

Song Weiwei paused, and swallowed the words that came to her lips.

O man!

They walked through the streets, and Song Weiwei stepped on ten-inch high heels. At this moment, her lower abdomen was hurting, and she was losing her temper. "Mr. Li, do you want to take me to dinner, or do you want to murder me?"