Chapter 162

"That's not what I mean. I don't want a divorce. Husband, don't be like this. I only recognize you. Don't want me..."

Song Weiyi was afraid. For the first time, she knew that jokes should be divided into occasions and types.

For example, talking about divorce is a taboo for Pei Yibai, even if it is a joke, it cannot be made.

Because marriage is pious and does not allow the slightest bit of slander and slack.

Today's experience taught Song Weiyi the most valuable lesson.

"Sit down." Pei Yibai pushed her.

Because of their actions, they have already attracted the attention of those around them.

This is also the reason why Pei Yibai wanted a private room.

"I won't sit, I won't eat, I'll go home immediately and think about it behind closed doors. Husband, you have to forgive me. I only make this kind of mistake once, and I won't bring it up again." Song Weiwei hugged his waist, crying No image.

As a beautiful woman, her actions really damaged her image.

But Song Weiyi can't control so much now, her only thought is to remedy.

After finishing speaking, Song Weiyi hastily wiped away his tears and gave a strong smile.

"I'm not hungry, I'm not eating, I'm going home now, I won't go to work in Voss again, husband, forgive me, okay?"

The tears that had just stopped rolled down again because of these words.

It dripped on the back of Pei Yibai's hand, burning his skin like sulfuric acid.

Facing Song Weiyi's red and rabbit-like appearance, he really couldn't remain indifferent.

But this lesson was what Pei Yibai wanted Song Weiyi to remember all the time starting from today.

Let her know what can be said and what can never be mentioned.

In the end, it was a bit better than what Pei Yibai had imagined.

This action of his completely frightened Song Weiyi, fearing that in the future, he would not easily talk to him about the divorce.

"Sit down and finish eating." Pei Yibai frowned, his tone was still the same as before, and his attitude had softened long ago.

It's just that, with a tough face, Song Weiwei didn't see his changes.

"I'm not hungry."

"I'll let you sit down." Pei Yibai emphasized his tone.

Song Weiyi was the only one to flinch, and immediately returned to his seat, and sat down slowly.

His eyes were still red, and if he cried for a while longer, he would probably swell into walnuts.

Pei Yibai pushed the tissue over. "Wipe your tears away, don't cry anymore."

"Ah? Husband, are you still angry?" Song Weiwei asked timidly with his eyes wide open.

"If you sing against me again, see if I'm angry."

Hearing this, Song Weiyi quickly took out a few tissues and wiped away the tears on his face.

The movement was a bit heavy, and the skin on his face was rubbed red.

"Can't let your face go?" Pei Yibai couldn't bear it anymore, and lightly scolded.

Song Weiyi's hand paused, and he looked at him stupidly, obviously not understanding what it meant.

Pei Yibai felt like a cow playing the piano.

The waiter delivered what they ordered before interrupting the strange atmosphere between the two.

Song Weiwei turned his head, and found that the guests at the next table were looking at them both curiously, and turned around quickly, their faces flushed.

Today, I lost my life.

Outside the glass window, Fu Zining, who was in a hurry to find a restaurant for dinner, saw the name of the restaurant, her eyes lit up, she took Fu Qishan's hand and said, "Shan'er, there is a restaurant here, let's have something to eat first."

As he said that, he moved his gaze to the side inadvertently, but saw Song Weiyi and Pei Yibai at a glance.

"How could it be them?" Fu Zining frowned fiercely, and unconsciously said this sentence.

Fu Qishan, who was originally expressionless, followed her gaze and saw Pei Yibai.

Her eyes dimmed suddenly, and the hands hanging on both sides of her body clenched into fists little by little.

"Song Weiyi, why are they here?" Fu Qishan asked in a sinister tone.

Knowing the existence of these two people will definitely affect Fu Qishan's emotions.

It was too late, but it was too late, Fu Zining took Fu Qishan's hand, turned around and left.

"Shan'er, the environment here is not good, let's change to a restaurant."

It was too late for this action, because Fu Qishan, who was having an emotional outburst at this moment, would not allow her mother to run away.

Her footsteps were as steady as Mount Tai, and she stood on the spot, looking directly at the two people inside through a thin glass.

She only saw their profiles and didn't talk much, but she felt a burst of evil fire, mixed with envy and jealousy, emerging in her heart little by little.

For the first time, Fu Qishan took a serious look at Pei Yibai's face. His face was carved like a knife, cold and handsome. He was sitting by the window, and with a domineering attitude, he slammed into Fu Qishan's sight heavily.

Compared with Sheng Laoyi, one is in the sky and the other is underground.

Fu Qishan's hand suddenly tightened, and her nails pierced into her palm. She had never realized so clearly that if she married Sheng Lao, she would directly step into the abyss, and she would never recover from this.

"Shan'er, don't look, it's too hot outside, go to the nearby restaurant to eat, and continue shopping later." Fu Zining tugged at Fu Qishan's hand, and said anxiously.

"Mom, why do you want to go to the restaurant next to it? It's so far away, and besides, here, I happen to have a meal with my sister and brother-in-law."

Fu Qishan chuckled, and without waiting for Fu Zining to agree, she walked directly towards the restaurant door.

Fu Zining was really uneasy, the situation at this moment was obviously not what she expected.

After Elder Sheng's marriage proposal, Fu Qishan made a fuss hysterically. No matter what, she didn't dare to detain Fu Qishan anymore, even if she was not sick, she would be forced to be sick.

That's why I proposed to go out for a walk today.

Unexpectedly, before the street started to stroll, they saw Song Weiyi and the other two.

Fu Zining couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "This little bitch is lingering."

Then, he quickened his pace and ran towards Fu Qishan.

A wind chime is hung on the door of the restaurant. As soon as someone pushes the door, the wind chime will jingle, telling the store staff that a customer is coming.

"Don't be in a daze, after dinner, go home later." With a cold face, Pei Yi pushed Song's only meal in front of her.

The action was not sloppy at all, Song Weiwei licked his lips and nodded cautiously.

Seeing that the remaining anger was still lingering on Pei Yibai's face, her tone became more cautious.

"Then husband, are you going back to the company for a while, or are you going home with me?" While speaking, the hand under the table was holding the hem of the skirt, feeling uneasy.

Pei Yibai sneered, "What do you think?"

she says?

She also didn't know that if Pei Yibai's decision was possible, Song Weiyi still hoped that Pei Yibai could go home.

"Dinner, the same thing, how many times do I have to repeat it before you can listen?"