Chapter 32

"Huh? The police? You see the police are here, whether to pursue them or not! Why are you still standing there? You smashed this place for me. I'll take care of what's going on. I smashed it all, hard!"

Rong Jing'an's voice clearly reached Song Weiyi's ears. She went from not being able to believe it to accepting it, and it took only a minute.

She rushed out of the elevator, ignoring a man in black who was blocking the way, and rushed in.

The two men in black who had just entered were kicked to the ground by Pei Yibai before they could smash them.

Rong Jingan's face turned pale, he never thought that the person he brought would be so useless.

Then he turned his head and looked at another guard who was at a loss, "Why are you still standing there? Do you want me to invite you with eight sedan chairs?"

"Mr. Rong, do you want to fight with each other?"

"Haha, this is all forced by you. It is impossible for my daughter to be with you. Don't be a toad who wants to eat swan meat."

Pei Yibai wanted to ask, if it was impossible with him, was it because he wanted to push Song Weiyi into Sheng Zhenguo's hands?

Before he could blurt out these words, he saw Song Weiyi who broke in from the outside with an angry expression on his face.

He was startled, and the words were swallowed down his throat instantly.

Noticing that she was limping in her walking posture, he looked from top to bottom, and instantly noticed the wound on her ankle, and subconsciously frowned. "Back? What happened to your foot?"

Song Weiyi used Pei Yibai's hand to stand firm, and looked at Rong Jing'an who was right in front of him, but because of anger, his whole body kept shaking.

Song Weiyi never dreamed that he accidentally escaped from the Fu family and heard such a conversation.

Her father, who was kind to her in the morning and even gave her pocket money abnormally, stabbed her marriage severely in the back.

"Who dares to smash it, smash it, just try it!" When Song Weiyi said this, his eyes were fixed on Rong Jingan.

Disappointed, painful, helpless.

All kinds of emotions surrounded Song Weiyi.

Why is this father so strange? So strange that she almost didn't know him.

"Wei...Wei Wei, why are you back?" Rong Jingan's tone was a bit forced, and more of a guilty conscience, so compared to the domineering just now, it was much softer.

Song Weiwei laughed at himself, his smile was uglier than crying. "Why did I come back? If I don't come back, how could I see what you did, Dad? I said, why are you so abnormal and never come back to me, so..."

Song Weiwei stretched out her hand and wiped away half of her tears.

These tears are not worth shedding!

"Only one, listen to me!" Rong Jingan panicked for only a moment, he pointed at Pei Yibai, his face stretched long.

"This man is a liar at all. His son is taller than your shoulders. He thinks you are a fool and lied to you."

Song Weiyi yelled: "Even if he is a liar, I like him."

Even liars like him? So she's just enjoying it now? Rong Jingan was so angry that his eyes turned black.

"You are young, do you know what you like and don't like? Can you like to eat? Have you ever thought about the consequences of marrying such a poor and useless person?" Although he was already half-dead from anger, Rong Jingan Did not leave directly.

His feet were firmly stuck to the floor of her house, as if they had taken root, and he continued to reason with Song Weiyi.

The pain in the foot was excruciating, and Song Weiyi was anxious and angry. "He is not useless, he is good everywhere, better than anyone else. I can decide my affairs!"

"Fart, I'm your father, and I will be until I die. One day when I'm here, your business is my business. Now that your wings are stiff, you're choking with me? It's okay, Song Weiyi! Over the years, I I tried my best to find a good life for you, but I even raised a white-eyed wolf."

What he said was ugly, and Song Weiyi felt sad.

Her eye sockets were red and swollen. Although her admiration for Rong Jingan had faded due to the years of getting along with her, one thing is undeniable, it was Rong Jingan's struggle that brought her no worries. grown up to this age.

Pei Yibai glanced at Song Weiyi indifferently, and signaled her not to speak. "The only one who didn't do anything to apologize to you. Where did you say that you were blind? It's you, don't always use your father's respect to force her to do things she doesn't want to do."

Concealing the truth, if today she changed to an ordinary man who was Song's only husband, then her situation can be imagined.

"Which onion are you? Meddling with me and my daughter?" Rong Jingan asked with a sneer.

"In a legal sense, I am her husband, that is, your son-in-law. I think I have the right to intervene in the affairs between you, don't I?"

Taking the legal meaning as an example, Rong Jingan's unquenchable anger was ignited again.

Damn marriage, damn Pei Yibai.

"If I don't recognize your identity, you will never be my son-in-law!"

"Admit it or not, it's up to you. It's just that I won't leave this marriage. If you still want to use coercion and temptation, then I advise you to spend less time. As you can see, the only foot injured I'm going to send her to the hospital, so I won't stay with my father-in-law for too long."

Knowing that Rong Jingan hated him, he purposely called out his father-in-law with a smile on his face, making the other party smoke from anger.

What makes Rong Jingan even more troublesome is that the two of them are still husband and wife, and they are not willing to divorce? How can this be good?

In the morning, Mr. Sheng had already called himself and asked him how he was thinking.

What can Rong Jingan think about? The decision was never in his hands.

"Wei Wei, would you rather not have your own father for the sake of a man?" Rong Jingan turned his attention to Song Wei Wei.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe, Song Weiwei put aside the eyes that were staring at him, and bit his lower lip lightly.

"Father, I just married Pei Yibai. I never thought of not wanting my father. It's because you've been thinking too much."

"But, between me and Pei Yibai, you can only choose one!" Rong Jingan approached her step by step, his pupils constricted, and Song Weiyi's figure was reflected in it.

You can only choose one, otherwise——

"If you choose Pei Yibai today, then you and I will no longer be father and daughter!"

Song Weiyi's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Rong Jing'an in disbelief.

No longer father and daughter? In other words, for Lao Sheng's marriage, father wants to sever the father-daughter relationship with him?

"Mr. Rong, don't bully others too much." Pei Yibai sneered, blocking Rong Jingan's aggressive gaze.

He was tall, and the jet-black suit on his body was even more imposing, which surprised Rong Jingan a bit.

But he reacted quickly, a mocking expression flashed across his face.

"I'm talking to my daughter, people who don't matter, please stay away."

"Heh, which father would use this method to persecute his daughter? Are you worthy of being a father?"