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

Song Weiwei withdrew her gaze and looked up at the handsome man sitting across from her. She suddenly remembered what she said in the office earlier, "President Li, you are really a great philanthropist with a beautiful heart."

Li Baihan: "..."

The medicated food was served quickly, and it was full of two large pots of soup, plus three rare wild vegetables. When Song Weiwei saw it, her face was greener than the wild vegetables.

"Mr. Li, people who don't know will think you keep big pets."

Li Baihan didn't understand why her brain circuits were so strange, he leaned over and picked up her wrist, and poured her a bowl of soup, "Pets don't get treated like this."

Song Weiwei said with a wooden face, "Thank you."

Seeing her reluctantly sipping the soup, Li Baihan looked like a suppressed kitten who didn't dare to resist, he couldn't help laughing, "There are a lot of tonic herbs in the soup, I'm afraid you'll get a nosebleed after drinking it."

"No wonder I smell Chinese medicine, but it doesn't taste like it. The taste is quite special." Song Weiwei took another sip.

The soup was very thick, and the soup was white, and it was hard to see what was used to boil it. It tasted very fragrant, and it didn't look like it was boiled in a big pot.

She couldn't help taking another sip, a thin layer of white mist rubbed on the lens, making her eyes look a little blurred.

"It's a bit like the taste in memory."

When she and grandpa were in the country, grandpa would hunt pheasants in the mountains, and he would give her extra meals.

Boil a pot of water to scald the pheasant and pluck its feathers, take out the internal organs, put the whole chicken in a sand pot, add angelica, codonopsis, and red dates, and simmer over a low fire for eight hours.

The soup out of the pot is fragrant and delicious, and the pheasant meat melts with a sip.

Too bad she can't drink anymore.

Li Baihan didn't know what she was thinking of, his eyes were dizzy, and he said: "This medicinal food has been open for more than 20 years. It used to be a small shop with only a dozen square meters. It has grown into a restaurant, but the taste has not changed. , if you like to drink, I will bring you next time."

Song Weiwei blinked, "Mr. Li, are you always so nice to your secretary?"

If so, it's no wonder that Miaoyiren is going crazy.

Li Baihan picked up the serving chopsticks and picked up some wild vegetables for her, but didn't answer her question directly, "Do I look idle?"

Song Weiwei nodded, "Oh, I understand, I'm still in the honor of Mrs. Li."

Li Baihan paused for a moment, and raised his eyelids to look at the girl opposite. She was bathed in the sun, drinking soup with slightly squinted eyes, like a satisfied kitten.

He had clearly seen her real face covered by glasses, which was indeed somewhat similar to Song Weiwei, but he clearly understood that she was not her.

"Yes, so you should thank her." Li Baihan said.

Song Weiwei took a stalk of wild vegetables down her throat, and she looked up at him. The man had lowered his brows and eyes, unable to distinguish his emotions at this time.

She quickly took a sip of the soup, swallowing the suspicion in her heart.

What does Li Baihan mean by this?
Could it be that he still has feelings for her?
But then she was vehemently rejected.

How can it be?

What Miaoyiren said in person at the beginning was that he asked Miaoyiren to take care of the aftermath for him.

He doesn't like her, and he doesn't even want her to live in this world to block his eyes.

Thinking of this, Song Weiwei suddenly felt overwhelmed and lost her appetite.

"Hey, isn't this Bai Han?"

A female voice suddenly sounded next to her ear, and Song Weiwei turned her head to look, and saw two noble ladies standing in the aisle beside them.

She knew both of them, and she used to call one of them godmother intimately.

Li Baihan frowned and looked at the two uninvited guests. Jun's face showed displeasure at being disturbed. He didn't intend to get up to greet the two, but just nodded lightly, "Second Aunt, Mrs. Song."