Chapter 192

Contrary to Mrs. Pei's agitation, Pei Chengde brought up this topic very calmly.

Calmly withdrawing his eyes from the mobile phone quietly placed on the upper right corner of the table, Pei Yi looked at his father expressionlessly.

"You know what you should know."

Pei Chengde frowned, and sank slightly, "So, you're not going to tell me?"

Pei Yibai was silent for a few seconds, "I will not divorce Song Weiyi."

The box was so quiet that there was no sound. These words were heard clearly and audibly in Pei Chengde's ears.

Is this sentence the only thing your son wants to say?

The change in Pei Chengde's face was naturally noticed by Pei Yibai.

"Mom must have told you what happened last night. I don't know what you think about it. But Dad, I don't want to waste time arguing with you about whether to divorce or not."

"For Song Weiyi, even the Pei family is ignored?" Pei Chengde asked coldly with a sullen face.

"I don't have that idea."

Regardless of the Pei family? It was a deliberate addition of this charge to him.

"You can earn money if you don't have money, but there is only one Song, and my wife will only be her. If you think like mom and ask me to compromise, I can only say sorry father, I can't do it."

This sentence was finally confessed to his father, but Pei Yibai felt more relaxed than ever.

He thought it would be difficult to speak to his father, but in fact it was not as difficult as he imagined.

"It's getting late, you should go home early, otherwise Mom will be worried." Pei Yibai put an end to Song Weiyi's topic.

It also marks the end of the dinner for the father and son tonight.

"Do you really think your mother is worried about me, or are you worried about Song Weiyi?" Pei Chengde narrowed his eyes and asked his son thoughtfully.

Pei Yibai didn't expect his father to ask such a question, so he was stunned for a moment.

Then he smiled lightly, "All of them."

Pei Chengde got up from his seat, and the father and son left the restaurant together.

The driver was already waiting outside, and Pei Yibai followed Pei Chengde, silently watching him get into the car.

The car didn't leave directly, Pei Chengde got into the car and slowly lowered the window, "Schedule a time, I will meet Song Weiwei."

In a word, he glanced out of the car in a nonchalant manner.

Pei Yibai was a little surprised, before he had time to ask Pei Chengde, he had already raised the car window.

What does it mean? Pei Yibai rarely frowned.

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Here, Song Weiyi and Zhao Mengmeng may not be as plain as the meeting between Pei Yibai and his son.

Zhao Mengmeng, who entered the door, was stunned by Song's only new home.

This apartment is located in the bustling area of ​​the city center. In the city center where land is very expensive, the price of this house is about the same as that of a villa in the suburbs.

Entering the door, she couldn't wait to ask Song Weiyi what was going on, and she exploded when she saw Song Weiyi's red rabbit eyes.

"Song Weiyi why are you crying? Did Pei Yibai bully you?"

Only then did I realize that I came here not to visit the house, but to comfort Song Weiyi.

Zhao Mengmeng suppressed her curiosity, took Song Weiyi's hand, and asked what was going on.

"Yes, it's Pei Yibai, he bullied me." Song Weiwei gritted his teeth and nodded viciously.

"What's the matter with your voice?" Zhao Mengmeng, who was startled by Song Weiwei's hoarse voice, hurriedly brought her a glass of water.

"Thank you." Song Weiwei said two words dully, and gulped down the water in the cup in one gulp.

Putting down the cup, she met Zhao Mengmeng's eyes full of power.

There was a silence between the two of them for five minutes.

"How long do you want to be silent? You don't want me to come over, you just want to stare at me?" In the end, Zhao Mengmeng couldn't hold back anymore.

Song Weiyi pouted, "I don't know where to start." There was too much to say, and I couldn't open my mouth.

"Just pick the point and say it."

"I want to divorce Pei Yibai." After Song Weiyi said this, his face was gloomy.

Zhao Mengmeng almost fell over, "What did you say?"

She must have heard it wrong.

"I want to divorce Pei Yibai, you heard me right." Song Weiyi repeated every word.

With a very serious expression, Zhao Mengmeng's little heart was frightened half a beat slower.

"Are you sure you're sober now? You're not talking nonsense?"

"right."

"What good thing did Pei Yibai do to make you so determined to divorce him?" Zhao Mengmeng didn't believe this evil. Song Weiyi was poisoned before, but now she wants to divorce, it must be because she opened the way wrong.

"There are too many good things he has done." Song Weiwei gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"Your expression is so cruel. Didn't Pei Yibai treat you very well?"

"It's all fake." Song Weiyi replied without thinking.

"What's the reason? Don't make me guess riddles like a fool. Are you going to say it or not? If you say it, just say it. If you don't say it, do you want to leave here or stay here?"

It's late at night, Pei Yibai probably will be back in a while.

Song Weiwei's pretty face was wrinkled, and she didn't want to see that man at all.

"I want to go back to your small apartment with you, and you can borrow me for a few days." After thinking for a while, Song Weiyi made a choice.

Both she and Pei Yibai need to calm down for a few days.

"Do you really want to leave?" Zhao Mengmeng, who was just talking casually at first, was a little worried now.

This time, things seem to be a big deal.

"right."

"It's up to you, then pack some clothes and come with me."

Zhao Mengmeng's small apartment was a gift from Zhao's father and Zhao's mother for her admission to University A. It was a single apartment with two bedrooms and one living room.

Song Weiyi has been there a few times, but at this moment, Zhao Mengmeng's small home has become her refuge.

The house has not been lived in for two months, and there is no aunt to clean it up. The situation inside is a bit bleak.

"Hey, that auntie seems to have resigned, and I forgot about it." Zhao Mengmeng winked pitifully at Song Weiyi.

Song Weiyi, who was originally a guest, actually wanted to help her clean up the house.

"It's okay, I can clean up."

"Let me help you, fetch water?"

"Um."

Song Weiyi wiped the table, Zhao Mengmeng mopped the floor, talking about today's events.

"Mengmeng, you were also surprised to see our new home just now, weren't you?"

It was only then that Zhao Mengmeng remembered the problem she had ignored, and rushed over in a hurry. "Yes, what's going on? Why did you suddenly move to such a place? The annual rent there is hundreds of thousands."

"Not rented."

"what?"

"That's Pei Yibai's house. I bought it a few years ago."

"Ah? Damn, did I hear it right?" Zhao Mengmeng yelled, swiped it, and dropped it on the floor.

"Pei Yibai, aren't you a poor guy? How can you afford it..." Zhao Mengmeng thought it was too insulting to use affordable, so she changed the word again. "Why did you buy that house a few years ago? Could it be that what he said before was all false?"