Chapter 33

Rong Jingan's face was livid, "You..."

He didn't expect that Pei Yibai would dare to say such things about him, and he suddenly became angry from embarrassment and lost all demeanor.

He has lived to this age, and he has never been so rudely ridiculed by a young man like today, and he is also his son-in-law in name!

Rong Jingan bared his teeth and looked at Pei Yibai, and in extreme anger, directly punched Pei Yibai in the stomach.

But Rong Jing'an was already old, and Pei Yibai's skills were not weak. When he just punched, he was controlled by Pei Yibai, and instead he fell into a rogue.

"Let me go!" Rong Jing'an yelled, his face turning pale.

Pei Yibai let go of him with a half-smile, and according to what Rong Jingan said, he let go of his hand, but with a slight force, Rong Jingan took several steps back.

"Pei Yibai, you are so courageous, I will never recognize you as a son-in-law, absolutely not!" Rong Jingan clutched his chest, panting.

His eyes passed Pei Yibai and stared at Song Weiyi. "Only, are you going back with me?"

The attention suddenly shifted to herself, Song Weiyi was surprised for a moment, but she was a little embarrassed when she heard Rong Jingan's question clearly.

"Father, I will often go home to see you in the future, and I will be filial to you in the future."

"I want you to make a choice now!" Rong Jingan yelled, pushing Pei Yibai away, trying to pull Song Weiyi's hand.

Seeing this scene, Song Weiyi was in a fog.

For so many years, the father in her eyes is elegant and handsome, and he rarely loses his mind because of these problems. Everything that Rong Jingan did just now refreshed Song Weiwei's perception of him.

"Come on, you go back with me right now, I can forget about what you did."

Rong Jingan grabbed his arms vigorously, and Song Weiyi was forced to stand up. The moment he almost fell because of Rong Jingan, his body suddenly lightened.

Pei Yibai's face appeared in front of his eyes, and the hand tightly held by his father had broken away from his strong shackles at some point.

Song Weiyi opened his mouth, disappointed with Shangrong Jingan, and his eyes hated iron but not steel.

"Mr. Rong, you are well aware of the purpose of taking the only one back. But today, I will tell you clearly that Song Weiyi is not willing to go back with you, nor will she divorce me. Between you and me For the time being, she chose me, but you are coercing and luring her, but her choice is still me! She and I will never divorce, so you should give up your heart to take her back. "

Let him say what she dared not say, what she didn't want to expose.

Song Weiyi's attention was fixed on what Pei Yibai said, never divorce.

is this real? Is it Pei Yibai's inner voice? Facing his father's threat, he didn't give up?

She thought with tears in her eyes, what kind of luck did she have to run into a man like Pei Yibai?

Rong Jing'an's face turned green and white, but with the touching "love words" in front, Song Weiyi looked at this father without much resentment.

"Father, that's what I mean too, you go back first, Auntie is still waiting for you to eat."

Her thoughtfulness was exchanged for Rong Jingan's fury.

"Okay, okay, your wings are hardened, you choose this kind of man, you wait, even if you kneel in front of me and beg me in the future, I won't help you, I will do what I say!"

Not long after, the sound of Tata's footsteps came from outside, indicating that Rong Jingan had left.

The house suddenly became quiet, and Song Weiwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Pei Yibai's face didn't show any worry because of being ridiculed.

Feeling warm in her heart, Pei Yibai helped Song Weiwei to the sofa, not paying attention to Song Weiwei's expression, but staring at her swollen ankle.

"What's the matter with the foot? How did you get hurt?" He said, lifting her foot and placing it on the sofa.

The wound wrapped in gauze was bleeding faintly, which should be the reason why Song Weiyi walked too fast, causing the wound to rupture.

"I ran back secretly. There were more guards at home, so I had to cut the sheets and go down through the window."

How long can the sheets be, and how much strength can they withstand? Pei Yibai's face suddenly turned cold.

"Won't you call me? Do you know the result of falling from the second floor? You don't want your feet anymore?" The man who didn't lose his temper just now suddenly turned cold, which was scary.

Song Weiyi felt sweet in his heart, but he didn't feel aggrieved at all, and hastily explained: "No, it's actually pretty solid, but it's not long enough, and when it was a little distance from the ground, I accidentally fell. , but the problem is not serious..."

Just as she was trying to explain her determination, Pei Yibai pinched her ankle, causing Song Weiyi to scream like a pig in pain.

"Ah, Pei Yibai, did you murder?" Song Weiyi asked with red eyes.

"Didn't you say it's not serious? I'm just checking."

"You..." Song Weiwei was angry.

Although he said it bluntly, after reading it, Pei Yibai told her to sit still, while he got up and searched for a long time before finding a simple medicine box under the TV cabinet.

When she came back to deal with her wounds, she found that Song Weiyi's tears flowed down her face.

His movements were frozen, and at this moment, Pei Yibai even felt at a loss, looking at the girl who bit her lip but didn't dare to cry, felt a little numb in her heart.

He didn't like to see Song Weiyi crying. This girl should be heartless and happy, not so wronged that she couldn't make a sound even when she was crying.

Pei Yibai put down the medicine box and sat down. "It's fine, I'm crying again, did I pinch the pain just now?"

In fact, the moment he heard her scream, he regretted it.

Song Weiyi nodded with teary eyes, "Yes, it hurts to death, I just said it doesn't hurt, and you actually believed it."

Pei Yibai's face turned blue and white, and his expression rarely became embarrassed, as if he was a big man bullying a little girl.

Seeing Song Weiyi's pitiful appearance, he was reluctant to part with her after all. He hugged her on his lap, put her away, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't cry, just now, I didn't mean it."

Song Weiyi sobbed and nodded. "Yes, how could you do it on purpose?"

Seeing that she understood how organized she was, Pei Yibai nodded, but Song Weiyi's next sentence made him unable to laugh.

"It's not intentional, it's just intentional. Anyway, the essence is the same."

So, his hands just froze in place.

Song Weiyi became more impolite, and leaned his head on his body, his eyes covered Pei Yibai with snot, and he didn't know if it was intentional or not.

Pei Yibai's forehead twitched, and he forcibly looked away from the wet clothes on his chest. "If you want to cry, just cry out, don't hold back, it's over after you cry."