Chapter 9

"Hey, dad, what are you doing? Let go of me, you hurt me!" Dad didn't love me too much before, but at least he never beat or scolded him, did he?

Now, after she becomes an adult, she still behaves like this. How embarrassing she is.

It also reflected indirectly that Rong Jingan was out of breath and jumped over the wall in a hurry.

"I think you are abusive and not clear-headed. Otherwise, how could you marry this kind of man? Shame on me!" Rong Jing'an said in an ugly way.

"Dad, don't be like this!" Song Weiwei pulled back, what's wrong with this kind of man? How did you lose his face?

Self-reliance, filial piety to parents, friendship with brothers, dignified and honest appearance, hardworking gentleman, others can't find it with lanterns.

"Wei Wei, and Pei Yibai, listen to me!" Rong Jingan shook off Song Weiyi, and she sat down on the sofa, at least avoiding the scalding hot water.

"I won't agree to your matter. You can either go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to file for a divorce next Monday, or you don't recognize me as a father. It's your choice."

A man without a house or a car wants a toad to eat swan meat? It's simply overwhelming!

Or, this Pei Yibai saw that the only one was his daughter, and thought that by marrying the only one, he could marry a golden mountain and save twenty years of struggle?

dream!

"Dad!" Song Weiyi stopped struggling and stared blankly at the strange father in front of him.

Even if she was betrayed by his design, she never thought of denying this father.

But she never expected that Rong Jing'an would say that.

"It's useless to call me dad. Pei Yibai, my daughter was raised pampered. Are you sure you, an older young man with no house and no car, can give her happiness? Don't talk about love first. Without money, everything is bullshit. "

Song Weiyi got up, stood firmly on the side of his man, and retorted rationally: "Why not? Money is not everything, we can work together. Dad, you are too subjective and decisive."

"Shut up!" Rong Jing'an was very upset when he was interrupted. Isn't it messy enough to be torn down by his own daughter?

"You are now blinded by love, and you have never experienced hardship, so you don't understand the taste of suffering. The only one, I can guarantee that if you spend a week with him, you will collapse in such a day." Rong Jing said Ann said very firmly.

Although he didn't love his little daughter as much as he loved Fu Qishan, he was quite generous to his little daughter since he was a child. Even though he couldn't compare with his eldest daughter, Song Weiyi lived a pretty good life.

When Song Weiyi heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he stopped struggling and looked at his father steadfastly. "Dad, is what you said true?"

"Absolutely!"

"Then, Dad will give Yibai and me a week. If it's really what Dad said, I can't bear it, then I'll divorce him immediately, and obediently obey Dad's arrangement, how about it?" Song Weiyi picked his chin Pei Yibai, who was about to speak next to him, silently swallowed the words in his throat.

One week of proof time? Rong Jingan hesitated.

His original intention was to directly force them to divorce. It was not easy to raise a daughter, so he felt unwilling to pay for it like this.

But if she broke them up directly, her rebellious psychology would probably be even heavier, and she would be even more unwilling to break up with this poor guy. The key still depends on her willingness.

The hesitant Rong Jingan thought of this, and his disapproval immediately turned into agreement, he didn't believe in that evil.

"Since you mentioned it that way, then Dad will help you." He looked at Pei Yibai coldly and sneered again and again.

Song Weiyi, who originally thought it would be more serious, was relieved a lot, and things were a little better than he imagined, a week? Let alone a week, it means a year, ten years, a lifetime, as long as it is the life she wants, she can stick to it!

No, enjoy it!

That night, Song Weiyi packed his things at Fu's house, left directly, and followed Pei Yibai.

The Fu family's villa is in the villa area of ​​city A, there are very few people at night, not to mention the bus, they can't even get a taxi.

"I'm leaving home, do you really not regret it?" Pei Yibai came out from the door of Fu's house, interrupting their silence.

Under the moonlight, Song Weiyi's eyes were bright and energetic, like the brightest heart in the dark starry sky, and no one could resist.

"No regrets!"

"I can't give you a rich life, and you still have a lot of debts. The future will be very hard. If you continue to stay here, you will still be a rich lady, with clothes to eat and mouth to eat."

Song Weiwei rolled his eyes at him, and panting, he pushed the suitcase forward and pulled it forward.

"I'm not disabled, so why do I need clothes to stretch out my hands and food to open my mouth? I have hands and feet, and what I work hard for is real. No matter how rich I am here, it's still my aunt's." Not even my father's.

She laughed at herself, no matter how rich she is, this place is nothing more than a golden cage, don't let her wings be broken!

"I said that I recognize you, it's the truth, you just need to watch my determination." Raising his chin, Song Weiyi said resolutely.

I recognize you, is it a love story?

Pei Yibai took her suitcase, and clasped hers with his other hand. "In that case, let's go."

It's not too bad to hear such love words for the first time, and I feel pretty good.

"So, you don't persuade me to go home anymore?" Song Weiyi asked happily.

"You are my wife."

"what?"

"My wife, of course she's going back to my house, isn't she?" Pei Yibai explained in a good mood.

Song Weiyi nodded knowingly, yes, he almost didn't react.

It's just being recognized by him, how can you be in such a beautiful mood?

"Then where are we going back now? Where do you live? Wait a minute, it's too far away from the outside, we have to walk for more than half an hour, I'll call Didi Taxi."

As he said that, he took out his mobile phone and fiddled with calling for a taxi, and Pei Yibai also woke up suddenly, it seemed that he didn't know anything about housing.

With a "ding dong", the text message sounded.

Pei Yibai took out his mobile phone, and there was a text message from Wang Meng. "Boss, your new address has been decorated according to your requirements. The time is relatively short, so I didn't give you the information until now."

But he ignored the nonsense before Wang Meng, and fell on the last line, 503, Building 3, Tongli Community, Tangxi Road.

Song Weiyi happily hung up the phone, "I have already made an appointment with a master, and he will be there in two minutes."

Pei Yibai nodded, "Go and sit over there, is it cold with so little clothes on?" Seeing Song Weiyi's smooth shoulders, he couldn't help frowning.

Although it was a summer night, the mountain wind was howling, and she was a girl.

"It's neither cold nor cold, ah, it's this car, let's go back first."

After getting into the car, Pei Yibai told the master calmly: "Tongli Community, West Tang Road."