Chapter 90

Pei Yibai had already seen Sheng Zhenguo's hands shaking violently on the armrest of the wheelchair.

Probably because he was irritated by Song Weiyi's series of words.

He snorted a few times, but it was just a few innocuous words, Sheng Zhenguo couldn't stand it? How dare you do something like that day?

The first time he saw Sheng Zhenguo, Pei Yibai's eyes reflected a biting coldness.

He didn't expect that Song Weiyi would take the initiative to step forward and provoke Sheng Zhenguo with words, and a series of eloquent performances opened Pei Yibai's eyes even more.

If Song Weiyi had been like this from the beginning, she would not have suffered too much from Rong Jingan and his wife.

Hearing that Song Weiyi needs to cooperate, Pei Yibai chuckled lightly. "Perhaps Mr. Sheng is overjoyed. Don't worry about it. Elders react differently to us young people when they are happy. After all, not everyone can be so polite. Greet elders when they see them."

Pei Yibai's sarcasm towards Sheng Zhenguo hit the nail on the head.

They were young, so Sheng Zhenguo was an old man at that time?

Song Weiwei suppressed a smile, thinking that her husband and she still have a good understanding.

Furthermore, listening to Pei Yibai's words, what a level he is, it's absolutely amazing.

"Well, I guess so." Song Weiwei nodded in agreement, while Sheng Zhenguo's face turned dark in front of him.

These two people sang together, really thought he couldn't see it?

However, this Pei Yibai looked familiar, had he seen this person before?

Sheng Lao was lost in thought for a while.

"Oh, grandpa Sheng is also discharged from the hospital today. I can't say nothing, husband, there is a flower shop next to it, can you go and buy a bouquet of flowers?" Song Weiyi blinked her watery eyes and asked softly .

She was still holding the rose that Pei Yibai had given her in her hand. There were crystal drops of water on the delicate rose, which was obviously taken good care of by Song Weiyi.

But it was given to him by Pei Yibai, of course Song Weiyi didn't want to spoil the flowers for Sheng Zhenguo, even if the flowers were dried, let alone the roses were so beautiful.

Pei Yibai frowned, his eyes somewhat worried, even though the flower shop was just a few steps away.

Seeing the reason for his hesitation, Song Weiwei slightly lowered his voice, "People come and go here, he dare not do anything, even if he wants to do something bad, we have to see if he has the ability."

Her fists are not vegetarian.

After Sheng Zhenguo's incident, Song Weiwei knew that he would start to strengthen his Taekwondo practice.

"Well, then be careful yourself, call me if you have anything to do." Pei Yibai gave Sheng Zhenguo a cold look, the corner of his mouth raised an arc, and a strange smile flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, you go and come back quickly, I'll wait for you here." Song Weiyi nodded vigorously and said reluctantly.

Sheng Zhenguo's contemplation was interrupted by Song Weiyi's words, and he raised his head, blinded by the love between them, gasping for breath, obviously very angry.

"Grandpa Sheng, don't get excited."

"Song Weiyi, get the hell out of here."

The physical pain has been alleviated a lot, but as soon as Sheng Lao saw Song Weiyi, he remembered her desperate way of fighting back then.

"Grandpa Sheng, don't be angry. When my husband's flowers arrive, I will naturally get away obediently."

"Shameless little bitch, sooner or later I will make you pay the price." Old Sheng panted and threatened viciously.

"I'm so scared!" Song Weiyi stretched out his words, and kept patting his chest with a frightened look.

After doing this, Song Weiwei sneered and glared at him: "Now I still have the strength to threaten me. Obviously I didn't hit hard enough that day. If I knew it, I should have beaten you until you couldn't speak."

"you……"

"What about me? Grandpa Sheng, don't get angry. This is the gate of the hospital. There are people coming and going. If you make a move, I will call the police. At that time, the trouble will make everyone look bad, so I'm sorry."

"Are you threatening me?" Sheng Zhenguo was so angry that a yellow-haired girl dared to threaten him!

"How dare I? I'm just telling the truth."

Straightening up, Song Weiyi clapped his hands and took a few steps back.

Sheng Zhenguo's breath was disgusting, so she didn't want to smell it anymore.

Coincidentally, Pei Yibai bought flowers and came out of the flower shop. Song Weiwei's eyes lit up because Pei Yibai was holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums.

"Husband, are you back? Why did you buy chrysanthemums?" Song Weiyi pretended to be puzzled, but his heart was filled with joy.

She didn't discuss it with Pei Yibai, he actually bought chrysanthemums, probably Sheng Zhenguo's face would turn green.

Pei Yibai hugged the bouquet and smiled gently: "All the flowers in the flower shop have been sold out, so I just bought a bunch of chrysanthemums, and I hope that Lao Sheng will not dislike them. After all, chrysanthemums are also flowers, and they are all the same."

Except for their husband and wife singing together, the people around Sheng Zhenguo couldn't get a fart out.

As for Sheng Zhenguo, the color of his face could no longer be discerned.

"This is the only wish, I hope you don't dislike it, just accept it." Without giving Sheng Lao a chance to refuse, Pei Yibai directly stuffed the flower into Sheng Lao's arms.

"We won't bother you, I wish you a speedy recovery, goodbye."

Back in the car, Song Weiyi burst out laughing, and fell limply on the seat, laughing too hard.

"You didn't look at his face, it's almost dripping ink."

Over there, Old Sheng waited for them to walk for a while before reacting.

Looking at the large bouquet of bright chrysanthemums in his arms, Sheng Lao's eyes were scarlet, and he threw the flowers to the ground in anger.

If his body was convenient, he would definitely stand up and step on the bouquet a few times.

"Damn Song Weiyi, you wait for me, you wait for me." After saying this, Sheng Zhenguo was out of breath, probably because he was too emotional, he passed out directly.

Seeing this, the bodyguards around him turned pale with fright. They all surrounded Old Sheng's wheelchair and shouted loudly: "Master, Master, are you alright?"

"Quick, why are you still standing there? Send it back to the hospital."

The panic-stricken people turned their backs on their backs, and Song Weiyi watched with gusto.

When the commotion over there was almost over, she looked away unsatisfied.

Turning her head to look at Pei Yibai, "Okay, let's get ready to go home."

Pei Yibai looked there quietly, and finally, he also looked away and turned to Song Weiyi. "Okay, let's go home."

But seeing Song Weiyi looking at him with shining eyes, Song Weiyi stepped over from the seat next to him, hugged Pei Yibai's waist, and took a deep breath.

It's all his taste.

She looked up, "Honey, I think I love you more."

This man is really a black-bellied and cunning master.

Pei Yibai twitched the corners of his lips, "So you didn't love enough before?"

"No, I used to love it too, but I love it even more from now on."