Chapter 65

After expressing his meaning to Mrs. Pei, Song Weiyi walked briskly when he left the restaurant.

She said it out, said these words that had been held in her heart for a long time, and she would never agree no matter what trouble her mother-in-law caused her.

"Song Weiyi, is Pei Yibai really that good that you have sworn to the death not to divorce?" Zhao Mengmeng asked with a complicated expression.

If it was her who was threatened and oppressed today, she would never be so angry.

Not only will he not be offended, but he will also tear up the five million check, and give Pei Yibai's mother a one hundred yuan check, so that she will get out of his presence as soon as possible.

Song Weiyi turned her head, smiling brightly, with a light in her eyes that Zhao Mengmeng had never seen before.

For a moment, Zhao Mengmeng froze in place. When did this change happen to her friend? Why did she only notice now?

"Mengmeng, because I'm serious, I like Pei Yibai, and I want to spend the rest of my life with him." Song Weiwei said with great certainty while holding Zhao Mengmeng's hand.

These words, like an oath in a wedding hall, are solemn, powerful, and resolute.

"What's so good about him? Is this the rhythm that has already fascinated you?" Zhao Mengmeng couldn't help asking.

Such a thing happened today, Pei Yibai didn't even see a person, he was not qualified at all, but Song Weiyi was so determined, it was simply incomprehensible.

"Have you ever heard a saying? Some people can't say what's good, but others can't replace him. If you really want me to say what's good about Pei Yibai, I can't say it, but I just like him."

Zhao Mengmeng pursed her lips, "Why do I feel a little bit apologizing for him?"

"Excuse me if you say so, Mengmeng, if one day you meet someone you really like, you will make such a choice, trust me."

"So, if you are satisfied with the person on the blind date today, you can also have a further exchange, maybe some sparks will be sparked, and you won't have to be a loner anymore..."

As a good friend, she is definitely happy to see such a result, Gu Jinchen is not bad, isn't he?

"Hey, Song Weiyi, you're enough. Did my parents ask you to brainwash you secretly? They even made up your sister?"

Song Weiyi chuckled, "How could it be, this is because I feel sorry for you, sister."

"Fuck off, it's cheap and good-looking. My sister is so young, so she is not in a hurry to fall into the grave of marriage like you."

"Okay, then you can continue to be your cold beauty. I want to be a proud and virtuous wife, and the baby is going to cook for my husband."

When Zhao Mengmeng heard this, she was so angry that she said, "Stop showing your affection in front of me, and be careful that one day, my sister will find a man who is more handsome than Pei Yibai and richer than Pei Yibai, and he will dump you."

"Okay sister, I'll wait, but the premise is that you find it first."

Song Weiyi went to the supermarket to buy Pei Yibai's favorite dishes, and called him in high spirits.

"Pei Yibai, are you busy? What time will you be back today?" Song Weiyi didn't say a word about Mrs. Pei looking for her.

Holding the phone, Pei Yibai noticed with some suspicion that Song Weiyi's voice was a little softer than usual today.

Why is he a little flattered?

"Old time, what's the matter?" Even though this tenderness was a bit weird, Pei Yibai accepted it without changing his face.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm just asking, see you that night."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Meng knocked on the door of Pei Yibai's office, with a worried expression on his face: "Mr. Pei, something happened to the branch in North America, and you need to go to the office in person."

After listening to Wang Meng's report, the problem over there was more serious than Pei Yibai imagined. The company's people were all in chaos, so he had to go there.

"Well, when?"

"I've already booked the ticket, the plane at seven o'clock in the evening."

Pei Yibai didn't say anything, he just remembered what the little woman had told him excitedly just now to wait for him at home.

Looking at the time, it was already half past four. He tapped the table casually with his hands, and soon made a decision in his mind.

"Yes, I see. The vice president will preside over the meeting later."

Pei Yibai picked up his coat and left the company calmly.

Just after paying the bill, Song Weiwei received a call from Pei Yibai: "Are you still outside? Where is it?"

Song Weiwei told him that he was in the supermarket.

"Which supermarket?"

Although he was puzzled that Pei Yibai had broken the habit of asking questions about casserole, Song Weiyi still said the name of the supermarket.

Four or five o'clock in the afternoon was at the peak of the supermarket, and Song Weiyi squeezed out of the crowd with a big bag of ingredients.

In the sweltering summer, the entrance of the supermarket with people coming and going, and the afterglow of the sun in the sky, shone on Song Weiyi's face, which was as white as an egg that had been peeled off its shell, and half of it turned red. Because of the heat, Song Weiyi's forehead was covered with There was sweat, even the tip of the nose, but it added a touch of cuteness.

Song Weiwei habitually walked towards the bus stop with his belongings.

She lowered her head and thought about what dishes to cook tonight, but she didn't expect that there was a dark shadow in front of her, directly blocking her way.

Seeing this, Song Weiyi didn't take it seriously, and stepped aside to make room for the other party to pass through.

However, when she dodges, the opponent also dodges, directly blocking her way.

Song Weiwei frowned his delicate little eyebrows, and avoided it again.

"I just want to see how long you plan to keep your head down like this." A playful voice came from Song's head, but it was Song's only very familiar bass.

She raised her head in surprise, Pei Yibai's smiling eyes met hers, and Song Weiyi's mouth opened even wider, almost enough to stuff an egg.

"It's really you? Pei Yibai why are you here?" At this time, shouldn't he still be "working"?

"It's not me, who do you think it is? What are you doing looking down at the ground? Is there any money on the ground? What if I hit someone?" Pei Yibai's voice was slightly blamed.

By the way, he reached out his hand to take the food in Song Weiyi's hand, and took her soft and boneless hand with the other hand, and walked towards the car parked beside him.

"If I can hit you with my head down, I wish I could hit you every day." Song Weiyi thought to himself.

But he said: "I was thinking about something, and I also watched the road."

Pei Yibai smiled, opened the car door, and let Song Weiyi get in.

Seeing this brand new black Audi again, with a low-key color and a burst of luster, Song Weiyi hesitated, "This car?"

Almost in the next moment, Pei Yibai knew the reason for her hesitation, and explained solemnly: "The company matched."

"Ah? Was assigned by the company? But, didn't you not work there?" Song Weiyi blurted out with wide eyes.