"Ma'am, what size do you want?" the shopping guide asked.

Song Weiyi shook her head blankly, she didn't know what size Pei Yibai was wearing.

"Why don't you call and ask?" Mo Xueying next to her suggested a plan.

In this way, it is not free to buy the wrong one, which leads to the problem of not being able to wear it.

Song Weiyi shook her head and rejected her proposal. She wanted to surprise Pei Yibai without telling him.

Soon, Song Weiyi thought of a solution. "He's about 1.85 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, probably 70 kilograms."

"That size is just right, miss, because the gentleman who bought it earlier is just like what you said."

Seeing that Song Weiwei was still hesitant, the shopping guide stepped up his efforts to persuade her: "If there is any problem with the clothes, you can take them back to the store for modification or return. On the contrary, if you miss it right now, you may not be able to find it in the whole store." Here's another one you like."

It has to be said that this shopping guide has completely grasped the hearts of consumers.

Song Weiyi was moved because when she took a fancy to a piece of clothing, no matter how beautiful the others were, if she didn't buy this one, she would feel very regretful.

With the guarantee from the shopping guide, and her own eagerness to move, she gritted her teeth, and Song Weiyi decided to buy this dress.

"Then I will." Song Weiyi said slowly.

"Okay, is it a credit card? Please come here."

Coming out of the men's clothing store, Song Weiyi had an extra shopping bag in his hand, which naturally contained the dress he just bought.

At this moment, Mo Xueying was already impressed with her. "Only, this dress is not cheap. It seems that you really love your boyfriend."

That was her salary as an intern for several months, and even the gold necklace she bought for her mother was no better than this dress, no wonder Mo Xueying was surprised.

Song Weiyi's ears turned red, and Mo Xueying's words confirmed the fact that she was a prodigal.

However, thinking that it was bought for Pei Yibai, Song Weiyi no longer regretted it.

She smiled and turned to Mo Xueying, "That's because he also loves me very much. Feelings are mutual. If you reciprocate, he treats me well, and of course I treat him well."

Fortunately, Pei Yibai was not here, otherwise she would not have dared to say that.

At half past nine, Song Weiyi called Pei Yibai.

Sure enough, after asking her location, Pei Yibai said something calmly. "Find a place to sit down, and I'll pick you up."

Hearing his affirmative words, Song Weiyi's smile grew bigger and bigger.

It's one thing to guess for yourself, but it's another thing for Pei Yibai to tell her.

"Okay, then drive carefully."

Mo Xueying was standing by the side, and Song Weiyi was too embarrassed to call her husband, so she just lowered her voice and reminded him in a low voice.

After hanging up the phone, I met Mo Xueying's playful gaze. "Looking at your sweet smile, it must be your boyfriend. Is he coming to pick you up?"

"um, yes."

Mo Xueying showed a smile that I understood, and winked at Song Weiyi, "Not bad, if he sees the surprise for him, he will probably be so happy, haha."

Song Weiyi smiled dryly at her, but she didn't expect Xueying, who is a good girl, to bury her.

Thinking about Pei Yibai's identity, Song Weiyi was really under pressure.

If Xueying found out, she would be stunned, right?

Thinking of Wang's murderous eyes, and the possible impact of being Pei Yibai's wife, Song Weiwei still thinks that it's better to be a low-key little intern.

"No la."

"Okay, okay, don't laugh at you, how long will it take for him to arrive?"

"Estimated twenty minutes, if there is no traffic jam."

Mo Xueying nodded, but when Pei Yibai was about to arrive, she took the bus back first, the reason being that she didn't want to disturb the young couple.

Watching Mo Xueying get into the car, Song Weiyi did not keep her.

If she knew Pei Yibai's identity, Xueying would definitely not be so calm, so it is the best choice not to let her know that Pei Yibai is her husband.

The sound of "creaking" wheels scratched the storefront, which caught Song Wei's attention.

The lights at night illuminate the asphalt pavement clearly, and the breeze blows, blowing the tips of her hair gracefully.

Pei Yibai's car stopped right in front of her, the window was lowered, revealing that familiar face.

Song Weiyi took a step forward, bent down, and his tone was full of excitement that he didn't even notice. "Honey, are you here?"

"Get in the car first, you can't park here."

"Oh, ok." Song Weiyi said, opened the door, and got into the co-pilot's seat.

"Don't forget your seat belt."

"I know." Song Weiwei lowered his head and put the shopping bag aside, a rustling sound caught Pei Yibai's attention.

A shopping bag, it seems that the harvest is very small, he thought with a serious attitude.

"You just bought this after shopping all night?" He raised his eyebrows, looked away from the shopping bag, and looked at Song Weiyi.

Because she walked in a bit of a hurry, her face was flushed, with a pink glow, and a thin layer of sweat. Under the bright light, even the fine hairs on her face could be seen clearly.

"I didn't see anything I liked." As he spoke, he took out a few pieces of paper to wipe his sweat, and felt a little hot.

Pei Yibai nodded helplessly, then started the engine, and the car quickly sped on the asphalt road.

"Didn't you say that your colleague came here with you? Why are you here alone?" After a while, his voice entered Song Weiyi's ears again.

Song Weiwei tilted his head and turned to him, fixed his eyes on Pei Yibai's sharp profile, and said in a low voice, "My colleague went back first, you came just after getting in the car."

"Um."

After that, Pei Yibai didn't ask any more questions, and concentrated on driving his car.

Song Weiyi sat for a while, and suddenly remembered that it seemed that he had only been here for ten minutes, which was faster than she had imagined.

"Honey, you didn't come home, did you come directly from the company?" Song Weiyi blurted out.

If you come here from home, it will take at least half an hour.

Pei Yibai, who was holding the steering wheel, raised his head, his gaze met Song Weiwei's rearview mirror above his head, and he replied unhurriedly: "Well, it just so happens that the company has something to do, and it's over, I'll pick you up along the way."

lie!

Song Weiyi said silently in his heart that if he was on the way, he wouldn't have reminded her to call him before she came out.

Obviously I came here specially, so I have to say it by the way.

"Then you haven't eaten yet?" Song Weiyi suddenly thought of this question.

"Not hungry."

It is still a few concise and powerful words.

"Then how? Eat something even if you're not hungry. No wonder you have a bad stomach. That's how you developed it. What did you say about me before? Why didn't you pay attention to yourself? You stop the car in front Bar."