Chapter 523

"I didn't mean that." Pei Yibai cried out.

It's obviously a very common name, but she just said it so casually, but she actually said it was much more normal.

Or change the name to Boss Pei? Pei Dabao's?

Song Weiyi probably felt balanced.

"Then Pei Dabao is a backup." Pei Yibai's tone was somewhat helpless.

Song Weiyi stared at him coldly, "Pei Dabao?"

"Don't you think I'm biased towards the gender of the child? Then change to a big baby, to be fair."

Song Weiyi was furious and almost kicked him under the bed.

"Are you kidding me? You don't take your baby's name seriously at all."

"No." Pei Yibai innocently denied.

Song Weiyi pulled the quilt over his head and believed him.

Soon, Pei Yibai also lay down, his big hand went to Song Weiyi's slender waist, and gently stroked her back.

"Honey, are you really angry?"

"Yes, keep silent from now on, don't talk." Song's only voice came muffled.

"I haven't told the story to my daughter today, how can I not talk?"

"Your daughter has fallen asleep a long time ago and doesn't want to hear it."

"Then I'll tell you." Pei Yibai fawned over Song Weiwei's side.

She snorted softly, "I'm already twenty-two, not two years old."

"It just so happens that this story of mine is specially tailored for you at the age of twenty-two. You are definitely suitable to listen to it."

"There was a husband and wife team, guessing riddles with hands and feet. The subtitles showed the word "shibaozi". The wife gestured and the husband guessed. The wife described it like this: two words, white, round like a sponge , there is a bump in the middle, you just ate it last night."

The more Song Weiyi listened, the more he felt something was wrong, he thumped Pei Yibai through the quilt, "What story did you tell at night?"

"Honey, I haven't finished talking yet, so what did you guess?" Pei Yibai lifted the quilt and looked at Song Weiyi with a smile.

Under the light, the little woman's face flushed with embarrassment.

"Who guessed what? A story with no meaning at all. It's so boring. I want to sleep."

Song Weiyi rolled his eyes at him and closed his eyes on purpose.

"Then you have to tell the story from the beginning to the end, right? In fact, this story is very simple, it's just a guess of Baozi, but the husband's answer is not Baozi, but..."

"Shut up!" Song Weiyi got up and stopped Pei Yibai's words.

It's really enough to be unruly at night!

"Pei Yibai, if you keep making noise, go to the guest room."

After that, the whole room fell silent.

Song Weiyi lay down again contentedly, very satisfied with making Pei Yibai shut up obediently.

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The news of Fu Zining's arrest quickly reached Fu Qishan's ears.

Fu Qishan was so flustered that she forgot to tell Elder Sheng, and left Sheng's house directly to visit Fu Zining at the police station.

"Mom, why is this happening? What's going to happen to Song Weiyi, that little bitch?"

Fu Zining was so emaciated at the moment, she couldn't eat or sleep well in the police station, and she suddenly aged several years.

"Shanshan, you can be regarded as coming to see me, Song Weiyi, that little white-eyed wolf..."

Fu Zining cursed, and told her daughter the ins and outs by the way.

"You mean that Song Weiyi is pregnant, and you drugged her?" Fu Qishan was startled, and then felt joyful.

"I was spotted by that bitch ahead of time, thanks to the fact that I spent so much money on this matter, and that Xiao Li is also unreliable, so he was recruited just by asking. I knew he was so weak. Back then, I You shouldn't have gone to him."

Fu Zining regretted it very much, but it was useless to say anything now.

"Then Mom, what do you mean, the next time I was caught, it was actually the next day's weight? So Song Weiyi was also drugged the day before?" Fu Qishan's blood boiled with excitement.

"Yes, she has already taken that medicine, and the next day's medicine is just to make it more effective. Just wait, she will definitely give birth to an unhealthy child, preferably a heart disease or something. "

Fu Zining sincerely hoped that this could be realized, and Fu Qishan also agreed with her mother.

"But the most urgent thing now is that I have to go out. They actually slandered me and poisoned Song Weiyi. It seems that they want to kill me." Fu Zining poked her palms, her tone resentful.

Fu Qishan hurriedly said: "Mom, don't worry, I'm your daughter, how could I watch you suffer? I'll go and ask that old man for help."

"Will he be happy?"

"It shouldn't be a problem. The old man is not in good health recently. He lay down for a few days and asked me to take care of him." Fu Qishan looked weary.

She was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child. Before she married into the Sheng family, let alone serving people, she had never even entered the kitchen.

When he arrived at Sheng's house, he was just like Xiaobaicai. What Mrs. Sheng said was nice, when Sheng Zhenguo was unhappy, he kicked her directly into the kitchen.

It's just that Fu Qishan didn't tell Fu Zining about these things.

"My hard-fated daughter, Sheng Zhenguo, that dead old man, it's fine if he just dies, so what's the harm?"

"Forget it. Don't worry, mom. You can stay here for two days now. I will contact you when the time comes."

"it is good."

With her daughter's words, Fu Zining finally felt at ease.

Returning to Sheng's house from the police station, it happened that the family doctor had checked Sheng Zhenguo's body and was about to go back.

"Ma'am." Coming out of Sheng Zhenguo's room, the doctor greeted Fu Qishan respectfully, his handsome face made Fu Qishan feel sour.

She was so young that she was married to Sheng Zhenguo, who was quite old.

Before more rebellious thoughts were born, Fu Qishan pinched those thoughts away, and it was not the time to confront Sheng Zhenguo.

"How is the master's health? It's been almost ten days, why is it repeated?"

"It should be fine in two days."

"Really? Thank you for your hard work."

"It's all my job, and I can't take it as hard as my wife said."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the doctor left Sheng's house. As his back disappeared, Fu Qishan slowly looked away.

Behind him, the face of the elusive Sheng Zhenguo suddenly came into view.

"Master..." Fu Qishan was taken aback, clutching her thumping chest.

"Did you like that little fresh meat? You told him so much that you didn't even know I showed up?" Sheng Zhenguo asked angrily.

Fu Qishan was secretly annoyed, but he suspected her after just saying a few words.

"Master, you think too much, I just care about your condition."

"Slap..." slapped Fu Qishan violently on the face.

"My illness needs your greetings every day? Do you wish that I die so that you can share my property and take care of the little boy?" Sheng Zhenguo's chest heaved up and down with anger.