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

Song Weiwei didn't have much appetite, and she couldn't eat any more after eating a third of a set meal. She put down her chopsticks and got up to pay the bill.

"Miss Song, the fees for the VIP room are all recorded in General Li's ledger, and you don't need to pay the bill."

Song Weiwei frowned, thinking that she came to work overtime today, so she also had a meal with peace of mind. She nodded to the staff, turned and walked out of the restaurant.

Zhou Zheng was leaning against the door, watching her walk out, he stood up straight and greeted her, "Secretary Song, President Li ordered me to take you back."

Song Weiwei knew Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng and Jiang Huai were Li Baihan's right-hand men. She had just arrived at the company and hadn't seen these two guardians. She wondered where they had gone.

It wasn't until her brother said that Jiang Huai was investigating her in Jiangcheng that she realized that Li Baihan had become suspicious on her first day at Bailaimei Group.

It was the cup of coffee mixed with bitter melon juice that got into trouble.

"Where's Mr. Li?"

Zhou Zheng sized up Song Weiwei as he walked. He had been investigating things related to her all this time, so he knew her very well.

He felt that Li Baihan might be dazed.

Secretary Song was cold and distant, with a world-weary indifference between her brows and eyes. When she looked into her eyes, she was often shocked by her empty eyes.

She seemed not to laugh naturally, the corners of her mouth were drooping slightly, showing a sense of melancholy without nostalgia, as if she was extremely disgusted with this world.

And Song Weiwei, she is a little sweet.

Her voice is soft and waxy, and she will smile sweetly when she sees everyone. She is as cute and friendly as the girl next door. Her smile has a healing effect. Even if you are in a bad mood, you will smile unconsciously when you see her smile.

Back then, he felt that when Li Baihan married Song Weiwei, the two were perfectly complementary and a natural match.

Unfortunately……

Song Weiwei waited for a while, but before Zhou Zheng's answer, she tilted her head and looked at him, facing Zhou Zheng's gaze, she raised her eyebrows, "Assistant Zhou?"

Zhou Zheng coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe, "Mr. Li still has something to talk to Mr. Huo about."

"Ah."

When the two walked out of the club, the autumn wind was blowing towards them, carrying sand and dust. Zhou Zheng raised his hand to cover her, but he was choked by the wind and sand and coughed.

"When it comes to autumn and winter in the north, the wind and sand are very strong. Secretary Song is still used to the climate here?"

Song Weiwei nodded, "It's okay."

"Being drifting is not easy. Secretary Song's company is very good. Why do you want to work in Beicheng?" Zhou Zheng seemed to be chatting with her.

Song Weiwei stepped down the steps. She was wearing a baseball cap and thick black-rimmed glasses to block part of the wind and sand. She said coldly: "Beicheng is an imperial city, and there are many opportunities. Young people are yearning for it, aren't they?"

Zhou Zheng nodded awkwardly, "Yes, yes."

It is true that other young people yearn to come to the imperial city to work hard, but Secretary Song is different. Her family is one of the most wealthy in Jiangcheng, and the careers of several brothers are spread all over the country.

She is not short of money and job opportunities, so why did she come to Beicheng?

There was one more thing he couldn't figure out.

Since she slept with Boss Li, why did she run away, and would rather pay 100 million hush money than let Boss Li know it was her.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was inconsistent.

"Actually, Mr. Li is a very nice person, and he takes special care of his subordinates. After a long time, you will know that among those exploiting capitalists, Mr. Li is finally a better boss."

After Zhou Zheng finished speaking, he was suddenly at a loss as to what I was talking about.

Song Weiwei nodded, and the two walked into the parking lot. Song Weiwei sat in the back seat. Zhou Zheng looked up at the rearview mirror and said, "I heard you were in a car accident before?"

Song Weiwei hummed.

While starting the car, Zhou Zheng said, "Actually, you were the one who drove the car yesterday. Those dozens of cars crashed beyond recognition. Even if Mr. Li drank alcohol, he wouldn't have crashed like that."

Song Weiwei withdrew her gaze from the car window and landed on Zhou Zheng, "I drove the car."

Zhou Zheng smiled, "I don't mean anything else, I just feel that the aftereffects left by the car accident won't heal for a while. In fact, President Li rarely drives."

"He also had a car accident?" Song Weiwei raised her eyebrows, her voice extremely cold.

Zhou Zheng seemed to hear a bit of sarcasm in her voice, he said, "That's not true, you know Mrs. Li died in a car accident, right?"

Song Weiwei didn't say a word.

Zhou Zheng glanced at her who was silent, and continued: "Back then, Mrs. Li and his car fell off the cliff, and the car was blown up at the foot of the mountain. Mrs. Li didn't even leave a handful of ashes. Maybe it's because of this that Mr. Li still doesn't believe Mrs. Li Too dead."

Song Weiwei's pupils shrank.

Zhou Zheng didn't notice her strangeness, and continued to babble, "In fact, we can understand Mr. Li's mood, but the car fell from such a high cliff, and there are few people under the cliff, the chance of surviving is almost zero."

"What if she dies?" Song Weiwei said suddenly.

Zhou Zheng said: "This possibility is not ruled out. It is said that a mountaineering enthusiast passed by and rescued Mrs. Li that day, so Jianghuai has been looking for Mrs. Li in Jiangcheng for the past six months."

Song Weiwei's eyes widened suddenly. It turned out that Jiang Huai went to Jiangcheng not to find Song Weiwei, but to find "Song Weiwei".

When Zhou Zheng said this, he suddenly realized that he had slipped his mouth. He looked up at the rearview mirror.

The sun was slanting westward, and half of the light and shadow fell on the inside of the car. Song Weiwei sat quietly on the back seat, half of her face was fully illuminated by the sun, and half of her face was completely hidden in the shadows.

Her exquisite world-weary face, with a hint of girlish rebellion and uninhibitedness, is simply too good-looking, cool and advanced.

He seemed to understand why Li always had a strange feeling for Secretary Song.

For such a quiet and fragile girl, everyone probably wanted to take her into their wings and protect her so that she would not be harmed in the slightest.

"He..." Song Weiwei's voice came out, only to realize that she was very hoarse. She cleared her throat, "Is he still looking for Mrs. Li?"

Zhou Zheng realized that he had said too many things he shouldn't have said, and he didn't know how to make up for it at the moment, so he had to smash the can and throw it.

"Yeah, President Li won't let us talk nonsense about this, Secretary Song, you go in your right ear and out of your left ear, so don't bring this up in front of President Li." Zhou Zheng said bitterly.

Song Weiwei nodded, "I promise!"

Zhou Zheng said: "Just over half a year ago, President Li went to a banquet. There was a friend of the guest at the banquet who was the deputy director of the Central Hospital. The next woman, the woman was rescued in time at the central hospital, and finally transferred to the hospital with a sigh of relief. Later, Jianghuai found out that the woman who had a car accident was transferred to Jiangcheng, so Jianghuai has been investigating there for the past six months. "

Song Weiwei was hiding in the light and shadow, Zhou Zheng couldn't see her expression clearly, otherwise he would have seen her face so pale that it almost became transparent.