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

"Secretary Song, are you feeling unwell?"

A slightly familiar female voice came from next to her ears. Song Weiwei subconsciously closed the schedule, then looked up at the person who came, "Miss Su, are you here to deliver the documents?"

Su Mier handed her the document in her hand, "This is the public relations draft of the charity dinner, which needs to be reviewed by President Li, please pass it on to President Li."

Song Weiwei got up and took the document, "Okay, I'll take it in and give it to President Li right away."

"Thank you, Secretary Song." Su Mier gave her a friendly smile, turned around and left Shi Shiran.

She really didn't understand what Miaoyiren was worried about. Song Weiwei was not as good-looking as her, so he wouldn't pose any threat to her at all.

Song Weiwei looked at her back thoughtfully, the person who called Miao Yiren last night in the bathroom turned out to be Su Mier, no wonder her voice sounded familiar.

Song Weiwei took the documents and went to the president's office. After she entered, she subconsciously glanced at the computer, and the computer screen had switched back to the work interface.

She breathed a sigh of relief, looked into Li Baihan's deep eyes, and said, "President Li, this is the draft from the PR department, please take a look."

Li Baihan took the document and saw her eyes flicking to the computer, he couldn't help laughing, "If you want to read it, just read it openly, computers don't eat people."

Song Weiwei's face froze slightly, she rolled her eyes silently, "I'm out to do something."

She had just taken two steps when Li Baihan's teasing voice came from behind her, "Secretary Song, I've always wanted to ask, are you afraid of me?"

Song Weiwei turned around and met his gaze. She raised her lips and said, "Mr. Li, you are my immediate boss and my food and clothing parents. Shouldn't I be in awe of you?"

"Oh," Li Baihan raised his eyebrows with a smile that was not a smile, and his low and magnetic voice was somewhat seductive, "Since I am your food and clothing parent, why are you hiding from me all day long?"

Song Weiwei heheed twice, "Why should I hide from you, I don't owe you money."

In fact, she did hide from Li Baihan on purpose, after all, they had lived together for a year.

That year, she devoted all her energy to loving him, but now just looking at him, she would suddenly feel heartbroken.

The smile in Li Baihan's eyes deepened, he didn't continue the topic, picked up the pen and quickly signed the document, then closed the document and handed it to her.

Song Weiwei reached out to pick it up, she held the other end of the document, but Li Baihan didn't let go immediately.

She raised her eyes to look at him, the man's deep eyes reflected light, he looked at her deeply, Song Weiwei's heart suddenly beat uncontrollably.

plop plop...

She took the documents away vigorously, tried to stabilize her heartbeat, and said, "I'm going out first."

Song Weiwei returned to her seat as if fleeing. She was sitting on the chair, feeling weak all over. She raised her hand and rubbed her hot cheeks vigorously, cursing herself for not living up to her expectations.

Song Weiwei, have you forgotten how he treated you six years ago?
Li Baihan watched her back disappear, knowing that it was impossible, but seeing her similar back to Song Weiwei, he still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that she was Song Weiwei.

but……

He withdrew his gaze and laughed at himself. She hated him to death, so how could she take the initiative to come back to him?
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The work of the secretarial department is very cumbersome, plus there were two meetings today, Song Weiwei finished sorting out the meeting minutes, and it was already past seven in the evening.

It was getting dark early in Beicheng, and at this moment, a beam of afterglow from the setting sun shone in and fell on Song Weiwei's desk.

She squinted her eyes and looked up, unexpectedly bumping into a pair of deep black eyes, she was startled, and the pen in her hand dropped with a "click".