Chapter 241

Well, theoretically speaking, Song Weiyi is my good friend and Uncle Pei's nephew. If she introduces her, the chance of success should be higher than that of ordinary strangers.

Zhao Mengmeng rested her chin on her hands, no desire to eat, but looked at Song Weiyi with a bit of melancholy.

So many things happened in such a summer vacation, which made her very boring by herself, and she also wanted to fall in love.

Woohoo, it's Song Weiyi who got married suddenly, leaving her alone.

"Pfft... Mengmeng, you can't be serious, right? You and Pei Yibai's uncle?" Song Weiyi was taken aback and asked with a shocked expression.

"What's wrong with Uncle Pei? Isn't it good? I'm happy to have an instant love with Uncle Pei, um, the kind that is based on getting married. "

Song Weiyi was speechless when he said this.

Seriously looking at Mengmeng's expression, I found it a little melancholy, this is, fell in love?

Song Weiwei bit his lip and looked at his friend in embarrassment.

The first time they met, Mengmeng fell? This is not a good sign.

"Mengmeng, don't you think Pei Yibai's uncle is too old? He is ten years older than you."

"Song Weiyi, isn't Pei Yibai already 30 years old? Don't you also feel disgusted? Why is it like an unforgivable mistake to be 32 years old when it comes to his uncle?"

"Have you heard a sentence? Age is not a problem, height is not a distance. Don't worry, I will do my best to treat Uncle Pei well."

Zhao Mengmeng's mind turned quickly, and Song Weiyi's rebuttal was almost speechless with one sentence.

Good guy, the tester didn't seem to see that your brain is so bright, why did you get involved with my uncle, and you reacted so quickly?

Unable to suppress his complaints, Song Weiyi pouted, "Who wants you to treat me well? It's not that I poured cold water on you, you and uncle are not suitable."

Zhao Mengmeng squinted her eyes, and looked at Song Weiyi angrily: "Are you sure you're not throwing cold water? Shouldn't you encourage me to act bravely? Maybe, I can still get your little aunt."

Thinking of that possibility, Song Weiwei felt numb, and his good friend suddenly became his little aunt.

Well, ignore this, it's not the point now.

She leaned feebly on the back of the chair, hesitated for a while, and finally opened her mouth. "Mengmeng, I'm not casually saying that you and uncle are not suitable. But uncle, his hobbies seem to be different from normal men."

This sentence is implicit, but the meaning inside is indeed expressed clearly.

Zhao Mengmeng is not stupid, after thinking for a while, she understood the deep meaning of Song Weiyi's words.

The smile froze on his face immediately, "Isn't it? A man like Uncle is actually..."

Song Weiyi reluctantly nodded. "Otherwise, why should I stop you? Uncle makes it clear that he doesn't want to harm girls, so don't get caught up in it."

Zhao Mengmeng didn't answer, and looked at Song Weiyi in despair, poking at the steak on the plate with some grievances.

I have lost the appetite to continue.

After finally falling in love with a male god, the male god turned out to be crooked, why is her life so hard?

"Mengmeng, what are you thinking?" Song Weiyi asked cautiously.

"Oh, what can you think? Even men are robbing us women for men. I guess it's really like my mother went to that master's fortune-telling. It's hard to get married."

"Pfft... Besides my uncle, there are many good men in this world, so don't think too much about it."

"It's a pity that such a top quality is actually a crook. I don't know if his partner is as handsome as him, or is he a tough type? Isn't it very popular in American dramas recently? I think it is better to play the leading role with Uncle Pei's looks. This drama is sure to be popular in half the sky."

Zhao Mengmeng's obsession with Pei Chenyang is not that deep, she just thinks that his appearance suits her own taste, and it is completely impossible for Zhao Mengmeng to fall in love with him after seeing him.

So after Song Weiyi told the truth, she let go of her knot.

So the topic changed a little quickly, Song Weiwei twitched his chin silently, if this sentence was heard by the uncle, Mengmeng would probably be severely beaten.

"Song Weiyi, please pay attention to me. If you see Uncle Pei's boyfriend someday, remember to take a picture of me."

"I don't have the guts of a leopard. Uncle will kill me."

"Isn't this for you to shoot secretly? Secretly, don't let him find out, understand?"

Zhao Mengmeng emphasized emphatically in disgust.

"Let's talk about it at that time." Song Weiyi vaguely understood, if it was really filmed, wouldn't it be to sprinkle salt on my uncle's wound? She wouldn't do that.

"Then what about you and Pei Yibai? Did his mother accept you? You get along well with this little uncle Pei. Why is Pei Yibai's parents so hard to serve?"

Song Weiyi's smile collapsed. Speaking of which, she was still inseparable from the Pei family, and this time she was determined to stay and eat Western food.

Otherwise, when I go back, there will be another pile of nourishing meals for pregnant women.

"For the time being, that's it."

"Is that like that? Didn't accept it?"

"Forget it. Let's not talk about this topic. I'll visit your mother later. What should I buy? Do you have any nutritional recommendations?" Song Weiyi changed the subject.

Regarding Pei Yibai's identity, she still hasn't made up her mind to tell Mengmeng.

"What nutritional supplements do you need? You are the one who cares about my mother the most when you are gone. Don't bother with those false gifts."

"No, it's different. You will accompany me to the supermarket for a while."

The two speeded up their meal, and after eating the ice cream after the meal, their stomachs were full.

After taking a rest in their seats, just as they got up to leave, a heavyweight guest was welcomed into the restaurant.

Sheng Lao had a big posture, protected by four black-clothed bodyguards, and the two opened the way in front of him. The eyes of everyone in the western restaurant immediately shifted to Sheng Lao who was in the lead.

Seeing Mr. Sheng walking in from the door, Song Weiyi stopped immediately, supported the table, and looked at the man viciously.

"Song Weiwei, what's the matter?" Zhao Mengmeng turned her back to the direction of the door, wondering what Song Weiyi's sudden expression meant.

"It's nothing, I met an old pervert, and I feel upset." Song Weiyi gritted his teeth.

After the hospital farewell, this was the first time she met Mr. Sheng. Recently, she only saw Mr. Sheng's active figure in the newspapers, but she didn't expect Mr. Sheng to appear in her sight at this moment.

Zhao Mengmeng turned around and saw Mr. Sheng who had already spotted them. "Ah, it's him, why is he coming towards us?"

Old Sheng, who was leaning on his crutches, squinted his eyes, his eyes filled with coldness. "Xiao Li, go and clear the place of the guests."