Hearing this, Zhao Mengmeng slapped the window hard in the car, almost gouging out a piece of flesh from Pei Chenyang's body with his sight.

Even more bluntly exposed Pei Chenyang's conspiracy.

"I don't want to, I want to get out of the car."

Pei Chenyang's actions at this moment convinced Zhao Mengmeng that he had already earned the title of insane.

Why doesn't his wife follow? Immediately drag this man to the hospital to see a psychiatrist, so as not to harm others!

A smile slowly overflowed from the corner of Gu Jinchen's mouth, and he looked at Pei Chenyang faintly: "Uncle, you heard Mengmeng's words, she said she didn't want to."

The previous time, Zhao Mengmeng was snatched by Pei Chenyang in front of him, but he didn't say anything.

But first, there was a conflict between the two in the hotel, and then there was this weirdness today.

Gu Jinchen was sure that there was some conflict between the two that he didn't know about.

However, this time he couldn't watch Zhao Mengmeng being robbed by Pei Chenyang right under his nose.

"So what if you don't want to? I'll still take her away."

Pei Chenyang sneered a few times, left Gu Jinchen where he was, walked around to the other side and got into the car.

"Pa-ta" locked the car door, completely blocking the possibility of Zhao Mengmeng's escape, and even ignoring Gu Jinchen's dark face.

Start the car, step on the accelerator, "squeak", and drive away in front of Gu Jinchen's sight.

Zhao Mengmeng tugged at the seat belt, her face darkened with anger, and she glared at Pei Chenyang viciously.

"You're really crazy, aren't you?"

This sentence didn't get any reaction from Pei Chenyang, it was just like hitting the cotton hard, it was insignificant.

His eyes were fixed on the front, and his slender and beautiful hands were turning the steering wheel, as if he hadn't heard Zhao Mengmeng's words.

If it is possible, she would like to jump over to severely interrupt Pei Chenyang's calmness, stop him from driving, and see how aggressive he is.

But Zhao Mengmeng didn't dare.

Because her own life is very important, she is temporarily in Pei Chenyang's hands. What if she tilts Pei Chenyang's steering wheel and the two of them collide with the car?

A feeling of aggrieved hovered in Zhao Mengmeng's heart.

She really wanted to stab him with a knife.

"Pei Chenyang, you are good enough!" Zhao Mengmeng sneered, and gave up the idea of ​​persuading Pei Chenyang.

Not so much effort to spend with him.

She simply opened her bag, found her mobile phone from inside, and dialed Song's only number.

At this moment, Song Weiyi was still wandering on the side of the road, and suddenly he was disturbed by the ringing of the bell and regained his senses.

Seeing that it was Zhao Mengmeng, Song Weiyi answered the phone without hesitation.

"Look at my text message!" Zhao Mengmeng said a word, and immediately hung up with a "click".

Song Weiyi was standing on the side of the road in a mess in the wind, what is Mengmeng doing? Why did you let her read the text messages after making phone calls?

But everyone hung up the phone, and Song Weiyi couldn't ask this question.

"咚咚" twice, connecting two text messages flew in.

Song Weiyi found a chair and sat down, and quickly opened the dialogue box.

"Do you have Lin Miaoyu's cell phone number? Send it to me."

puff? Lin Miaoyu's mobile phone number? What does Mengmeng want this for?

Song Weiyi was full of doubts, and then looked down at the other one.

"Hurry up, I need it urgently."

Song Weiyi does have Lin Miaoyu's number, but it has been noted in the contacts, and there is not much intersection.

She was very puzzled, it was just such a small problem, why did Mengmeng specially send another text message?

Although thinking so in his heart, he didn't dare to neglect his actions at all. He found Lin Miaoyu's number, copied it, and sent it.

Zhao Mengmeng's reaction was completely unresponsive.

After Song Weiyi sent the number, she didn't make any sound.

She stared at the phone for two minutes without waiting for any answer.

Song Weiwei put away the phone resentfully, mumbling about what kind of medicine was sold in Mengmeng's gourd.

On the side of the road, Song's only car stopped.

Pei Yibai got out of the car helplessly and walked in front of her.

Seeing that slender figure out of the corner of his eye, Song Weiwei snorted a few times, got up and continued walking forward.

"Where are you going? The road leading to the suburbs is ahead, and it's going to be dark."

Before taking two steps, Pei Yibai took her hand and asked helplessly.

The hot palm was fundamentally different from her slightly cold hand.

Song Weiyi heheed twice: "You want to take care of it?"

Shaking off Pei Yibai's hand, he continued to move forward.

After leaving the hospital, she walked for more than an hour, but her feet were really sore.

What made Song Weiyi even more angry was that Pei Yibai followed behind, but followed in a car.

And she walked alone for more than an hour!

He must have done it on purpose!

How can there be such a coaxing person?

Song Weiyi pinched the hem of his clothes fiercely, mistaking it for Pei Yibai.

"I don't care who cares about you?" Pei Yibai smiled helplessly. This time, he was in big trouble.

"You don't think about yourself, but also about our baby. What time is it? Are you hungry?"

"Don't threaten me with the baby." Song Weiyi stomped his feet, his eyes widened and widened.

"Well, not to mention the baby, you are also tired, aren't you? After walking for an hour and a half, your feet are not sore?"

Song Weiyi's eyes were red, sour, of course sour.

But at this moment, Pei Yibai still asked this, it was like standing up and talking without pain in the back, poking her heart with words.

"Are you sore? Look, you're sweating and still hot. Your feet hurt, you're hot and hungry, and you still want to walk?" Pei Yibai asked patiently.

"I'm happy, you can control it?" Song Weiwei wiped the corners of his eyes angrily, holding back his tears.

"What happened just now is my fault, don't be angry, let's go back to the car and talk slowly."

Looking at her suddenly reddened eyes, how could Pei Yibai dare to say otherwise?

It has completely changed the original intention, and it is better to apologize first than to say anything.

"I'll do it later, but I don't accept it!" Song Weiwei raised his head, rejecting his apology.

It's not a question of apologizing or not, but...

Instead, he simply followed the question of being blinded by Lin Miaoyu.

"In that case, I still take my words back."

What? Song Weiyi was slightly startled, half-dead from anger.

How can anyone be like this, even unwilling to do superficial work?

But the next moment, Pei Yibai hugged him directly.

Song Weiyi's eyes widened in horror, and the feeling of weightlessness was not too bad.

"Anyway, you don't accept it, why don't you just get in the car first, and then you can get angry when you get angry." Pei Yibai smiled, walked back a few steps, and returned to his car.

Song Weiyi couldn't say a word, so he pushed him back.

"You're going too far!" She tugged on Pei Yibai's clothes, but Pei Yibai smiled and took her hand away.

"Let's talk slowly in a while."

Song Weiyi bit his lip and sulked, who wants to talk to him slowly? She doesn't want to talk.

But her feet were sore and her stomach was hungry, and the air conditioner in the car was turned on just right, which made it even more obvious how stupid she was just walking around in silence.