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

Miao Yiren had long disliked her, but when she heard her voice, she looked at her resentfully, "Secretary Song, I'm talking to Brother Han, there's no room for you to intervene here."

Song Weiwei glanced at Li Baihan, sneered and said, "Sorry, I didn't hear you talking to President Li, I only heard you threatening him."

5000 million is nothing to Li Baihan, originally she just had to stand by and watch the show, but under Li Baihan's uneasy gaze, she couldn't help but speak out.

"Also, I've recorded the conversation between you just now, why don't we go to the police station and have a good talk?" Song Weiwei took out her phone and shook it.

Miao Yiren's complexion changed drastically.

"You!" She was so angry that her chest heaved up and down, and she wanted to rush over and tear her apart, "Bitch, just wait for me, if the Song family collapses, I will die with you."

After she finished speaking, she turned angrily and walked towards the entrance.

Li Bai's cold voice came from behind, "Miaoyiren, if you dare to touch a hair on her, I want you to die without a place to bury you."

Miao Yiren paused, then left with her head held high.

She hated Li Baihan to death, and even more hated Song Weiyi, a slut. If she hadn't appeared beside Li Baihan out of nowhere and attracted his attention, how could she have ended up like this today?
With a "bang", the door was slammed shut.

The living room suddenly became quiet. Song Weiwei drank the water in the glass, put the phone in her pocket, and said softly, "I don't think you're in the mood tonight. I'll go back first."

After finishing speaking, she walked into the kitchen calmly, washed the cup and put it back in the cabinet. When she caught a glimpse of the sharp kitchen knife on the knife holder out of the corner of her eye, she paused for a few seconds before turning around and walking towards the entrance, as if she was just Came in for a glass of water.

What Miao Yiren said did not touch her heart at all, the bloody truth was right in front of her eyes, she couldn't help but not believe it.

At this time, her face was as calm as water, but her heart was burning with hatred and anger. She could no longer be in the same room with Li Baihan, otherwise she was afraid that she would kill him with a knife.

She stood in the entrance to change her shoes, when heavy footsteps came from behind her, a tall figure burst in from the corner of her eye, and in the next second, someone hugged her waist.

A strong force pulled her over, her back hit the man's body as hard as iron, she was hugged tightly, the man's chin rested on her shoulder, and her breathing sounded slightly heavy.

Song Weiwei clenched her back molars, grasped the man's wrist with both hands, trying to pull his hand away, "Let me go!"

Li Baihan closed his eyes in pain, and explained in a low voice: "The truth is not what she said, Song Weiyi, do you believe me?"

Song Weiwei couldn't pull his hands away, her waist was firmly restrained, preventing her from moving, she almost said fiercely: "What is the truth, and what does it have to do with me, why does Mr. Li explain to me?"

Li Baihan was suffocated for breathing, and he didn't recover his voice for a long time.

Everything he said now was an excuse. Back then, he did act in a scene with Miao Yiren, harming her premeditatedly.

If he didn't know that she had wandered on the edge of life and death several times, and that she insisted on keeping the child when she was in a vegetative state, he could still explain the reason to her.

But at this moment, no matter what he said, it was all sophistry, which was useless.

"I……"

Song Weiwei gathered strength in her hands and squeezed the numb tendons on his wrists. Li Baihan let her go suddenly, her hands were so numb that she couldn't use her strength.

He clawed his hands in mid-air in vain, watching her take a few steps back.

Although Song Weiwei had been restraining her emotions from bursting out, she looked at Li Baihan with strong hatred in her eyes.

What kind of person did she fall in love with back then?

The two were deadlocked for a few seconds. Song Weiwei turned around and opened the door to go out. Her back was determined, as if when the door was closed, they were people from two worlds.

Li Baihan ran after him quickly, almost hitting the bridge of his nose with the door panel.

A pair of disciples separated the two of them, and Li Baihan slammed his fist on the door, feeling angry and scared in his heart, for fear that Song Weiwei would just disappear into his world.

He opened the door and chased it out, only to see the double doors of the elevator closed. He rushed to press the keys frantically, but the elevator had already started to go down.

He leaned against the wall slumped, all the strength in his whole body seemed to be exhausted, his throat felt fishy, ​​and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

When Song Weiwei walked out of the apartment, she saw Miao Yiren walking slowly in front of her at a glance. She frowned fiercely, then turned and walked another way.

She had just taken two steps when Miao Yiren's sullen voice came from behind her, "Song Weiyi, Brother Han has a cold nature and is ruthless towards his wife, how good can he be to you?"

Song Weiwei's footsteps stopped, her fingers hanging by her side froze, she turned around slowly, the distance between the two was about ten meters, under the light, Miao Yiren's face was full of resentment.

She still remembers the first time she saw Miao Yiren, she was wearing a white skirt, her hair was black and straight, she looked sweet, she looked like a school girl in a school drama.

But now, with wavy red lips and a tight leather skirt, she feels like an escort from a nightclub, with a wickedness all over her body.

It is said that time is like a pig-killing knife, Miaoyiren will become so hideous, the reason is probably because her mind has become vicious.

"In that case, why do you keep pestering him?"

There was resentment in Miao Yiren's eyes, she clenched her hands into fists, and stared at her madly, "He is mine, no matter how bad he is, he is mine."

Song Weiwei couldn't understand Miao Yiren's madness, "Miao Yiren, you know how bad he is, yet you dare to fall in love with him, I respect you for being a man."

Miao Yiren's brows and eyes were full of sarcasm, "Aren't you the same, Song Weiyi, let me tell you, Wei Wei's death back then was just part of Brother Han's plan, and he hated her long ago, but she couldn't understand Brother Han... If he doesn't take the initiative to propose a divorce, he has no choice but to settle it once and for all."

Song Weiwei's hands hanging by her side trembled slightly, "Do you think I'll believe you?"

Miao Yiren's eyes paused on her hand for two seconds, and the corners of her mouth curled into an exaggerated arc. She smiled and said, "Why are you trembling if you don't believe me? I know best what happened back then."

Song Weiwei gritted her teeth and stared at her, "Murder is against the law."

"Yes, but we are also living well, it's a pity that Weiwei has become a lonely ghost."

"Shut up!" Song Weiwei listened to her mouthful of Weiwei, wishing to rush over and tear her mouth open, "Miao Yiren, you have no right to call her that."

Miao Yiren looked at her angry and hateful eyes, and she smiled lowly, "Song Weiyi, cherish life, stay away from Brother Han, this is my last advice to you."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked away.

Looking at her back, Song Weiwei gritted her teeth so painfully, Li Baihan's avoidance of pain, and Miao Yiren's plausible words all made her heart burn like a fire.

She clearly knew the truth back then, so why did she still have a glimmer of hope in her heart, hoping that Li Baihan hadn't been involved in this matter.

But now, with the bloody truth in front of her, how can she convince herself to continue getting along with him as if nothing had happened?

She walked out of the community like a walking corpse, the night was filled with bright lights, but her eyes seemed to be stabbed by these lights.

Suddenly, she was pulled hard by someone, and a harsh horn sounded beside her ears, and she caught a glimpse of an electric car speeding away from the corner of her eye.

"Why don't you look at the road when you walk... Hey, Secretary Song, why is it you?"

When Song Weiwei heard the other person's voice, she was startled for a while before recovering from the hellish pain, and she slowly raised her head to look at the person in front of her.

With a beautiful face, there is a hideous scar on the cheek, because of the tenderness in the eyes at this moment, even the scar doesn't look scary anymore.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

Mu Yunxi saw that she looked different, pointed to the apartment across the street and said, "I live there now, do you want to come to my house?"

Song Weiwei looked blankly in the direction of her finger, her ears were buzzing, as if she was separated from the tide, and she couldn't hear it clearly.

Mu Yunxi sighed, took her by the wrist and walked towards the sidewalk.

It was getting late now, and the number of pedestrians on the road gradually decreased. The two of them crossed the road, and Mu Yunxi went to the small supermarket to buy glutinous rice balls, quick-frozen dumplings, and instant noodles.

The two walked into the community, and Mu Yunxi saw her floating behind her like a wandering ghost, she wanted to ask a few questions, but finally held back her curiosity.

Mu Yunxi lives in a one-bedroom apartment. The first floor is the living room and kitchen, and the second floor is the bedroom. The decoration looks a bit old, but the furnishings are very warm.

Mu Yunxi took off her shoes and put on slippers, and gave Song Weiwei a pair of slippers and put them by her feet, and said, "Would you like tea or coffee?"

Song Weiwei: "Plain water."

Mu Yunxi turned around and went to the kitchen to pour water. The open kitchen is not big, well-decorated, with a bit of petty bourgeois style, and it is not too crowded to live alone.

Song Weiwei gathered herself together, walked to the living room, and saw a group photo on the coffee table, it was a photo of her and Huo Yu, the little guy was very cold when facing the camera.

Mu Yunxi poured out the water, put the water glass in front of her, looked at her with the photo frame, and said, "This was taken when I stole Huo Yu out last time."

Song Weiwei froze for a moment, "Steal it out?"

Mu Yunxi sat down beside her, staring at the cool child in the photo, she said: "Well, Mrs. Huo won't let me see him, I have no choice but to steal the child out while they are not paying attention, but Now that the defense around him has been strengthened, it is very difficult for me to sneak into Huo Yu's side."

Song Weiwei saw the loss in her expression, and she felt a twinge in her heart, "Sister Mu, what are you going to do next?"

"Let's spend time with Huo Tingshuang. If he won't let me see the child for a day, I won't let him have a better life." Mu Yunxi's eyes burst into a strong light.

Song Weiwei lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.

Mu Yunxi looked at her, "How are you doing lately? Just now I saw that you were almost hit by a battery car, and I was shocked."

"I'm just the same." Song Weiwei said softly.

Mu Yunxi hesitated for a moment, "You and Li Baihan had a good relationship back then, why did you separate later? To be honest, I was quite surprised to see you in the No. [-] Women's Prison."

Song Weiwei knew that Mu Yunxi had seen through her identity a long time ago, so she would help her in the cell. She twitched the corners of her lips, showing a bitter smile.

"Things are unpredictable."

Mu Yunxi heard her sum up the past between her and Li Baihan in four words, she sighed in her heart, and echoed: "Indeed, back then I fell in love with Huo Tingshuang and killed each other, and in the end I never expected that I would go to prison for six years. Life is full of surprises and irony.”

Song Weiwei turned her head to look at her, seeing her nonchalant expression, but because of her words, they were all hurt by the man they loved the most.

For a while, both fell silent.

Mu Yunxi was leaning on the sofa, and Song Weiwei asked her, "Sister Mu, do you hate him?"

Mu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, "If you have the strength to hate him, why don't you think about how to get Huo Yu's custody."

Song Weiwei was stunned for a moment, "Will President Huo agree?"

"If he agrees, his old lady will tear him apart." Mu Yunxi remembered the slap that old lady Mu gave her when she found her not long ago.

A sneer flashed across her eyes.

"Then you still have to spend with them?"

Mu Yunxi picked up a pillow and hugged it in his arms, "What can I do if I don't waste it? They forced Huo Yu into a little monster with no feelings. If this continues, his future life will be ruined."

Song Weiwei thought of the rumors about Mu Yunxi, but she didn't ask. She drank water from the cup, and the warm water flowed into her stomach from her throat, and she realized that her stomach was burning and uncomfortable.

She put the water glass back on the tea table and said, "Sister Mu, I live in Langji International, you will come to my house more frequently in the future."

Mu Yunxi smiled, "Are you going back now?"

Song Weiwei nodded, "Yes."

"Are you feeling better?" Mu Yunxi asked.

Song Weiwei froze for a moment, then nodded again, "Well, it's much better, it's getting late, I'll go back first, you should rest early."

"I'll take you out." Mu Yunxi followed and stood up.

Song Weiwei shook her head and declined politely, "No need, the two neighborhoods are very close, I can just go back by myself, don't send it off."

Seeing this, Mu Yunxi didn't insist. She sent Song Weiwei into the elevator before turning back to her small apartment. She picked up the photos on the table and looked at them for a long time, before finally sighing.

They are all poor people.

Song Weiwei walked out of the apartment and saw a black Cayenne parked at the door of the building. The window was half down, revealing the angular and handsome face of the man in the car.

She naturally recognized this face, but she was just wondering why he was here and why he didn't go upstairs.

Huo Tingshuang saw Song Weiwei coming out of the apartment. He put out the cigarette in his hand, slowly lowered the car window, and nodded with her.

Song Weiwei also nodded politely. They usually didn't have much interaction, so she left straight away after nodding, and the sound of the car door closing came from behind her.

She stopped for a while, and saw the car lights flashing a few times, and the man's tall and straight figure had disappeared into the apartment building. She couldn't help but look up at the lighted apartment building.

Why did Huo Tingshuang come to find Mu Yunxi so late?
After a while, she smiled wryly and shook her head again, she was in a mess herself, so she couldn't care less about guessing others.

When she got home, Song Chenchen had already fallen asleep, and Aunt Rong was watching TV in the living room. She was embroidering something with an embroidery frame in her hand and wearing reading glasses.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned her head to look at the entrance, and saw Song Weiwei walking in bleakly, she put down the embroidery frame, got up and went up, "Why are you back so late today?"

Song Weiwei took off her coat, and Aunt Rong took it and put it on her wrist. Then she saw that her face was tired, and she said helplessly, "Song Song, don't make yourself so tired."

Song Weiwei smiled, "Well, I know, Aunt Rong, I'm fine."

Aunt Rong looked at her preoccupied look, and said to herself that it's okay, do you think she is blind?But she couldn't say more, "Go wash up and go to sleep."

"Okay." Song Weiwei turned around and entered the master bedroom. She fell on the bed, as if all her strength had been drained, she didn't want to move.