He immediately turned the volume to silent, for fear of ruining his work, or Pei Yibai would call again after a while.

After waiting for a few minutes, Pei Yibai did not call again.

He didn't return immediately, but went out of the room.

Pei Yibai was standing in front of the balcony in the living room, talking on the phone with someone.

When he came out, he just hung up the phone, turned around, and walked in slowly.

There were only two people in the living room, Pei Yibai looked up and down the man in front of him.

"Who are you from Zhao Mengmeng?" He entered here and asked such a sharp question for the first time.

Pei Chenyang thought to himself, what is the elder nephew doing? It's a good time to ask about Zhao Mengmeng's affairs.

"Boyfriend?" Pei Yibai asked again before he could answer.

"Mr. Pei, you have misunderstood me. I am just a bodyguard and a friend..."

"Mr. Pei?" Pei Yi smiled whitely, "Uncle, how long are you going to pretend to be with me?"

Pei Chenyang's expression froze, uncle? Did the eldest nephew recognize him?

"Still pretending? I didn't expect that you have sneaked into Zhao Mengmeng's house for so long, and you are about to break into the army's heart?" Pei Yibai looked at his uncle calmly.

No wonder, he was nowhere to be seen during this period of time, so all the time was spent lurking around Zhao Mengmeng.

"Keep down, come out and talk." Pei Chenyang was depressed.

That phone call revealed his whereabouts?

Yes, and not just that one call.

As soon as Pei Yibai entered the door, he expressed doubts about the identity of this "wild man".

His uncle's style, it is impossible to let Zhao Mengmeng ignore it, it is definitely impossible for Zhao Mengmeng to live with someone else, he doesn't even know it?

How could Pei Chenyang see it? And do nothing?

This is a hidden danger that has been planted from the beginning.

And when he was about to call Pei Chenyang and ask for evidence from Pei Chenyang, the bodyguard's cell phone just rang.

How can there be such a coincidence?

And just a moment ago, Pei Yibai was standing on the balcony and calling He Chengzhi instead of calling someone else.

Pei Yibai also knew that He Chengzhi had a human skin mask.

He has also seen that kind of thing on the black market in the United States, but he is not very interested.

It was only after he verified with He Chengzhi that he was absolutely sure that the person in front of him was undoubtedly his uncle.

Not to mention, if it weren't for these coincidences, he might not be able to see through Pei Chenyang's disguise.

After going out, standing in the corridor outside, Pei Chenyang closed the door vigilantly.

"How long has it been? Zhao Mengmeng didn't recognize it?" Pei Yi Baihuan leaned his hands against the wall and asked leisurely.

This time, my uncle's concealment methods have skyrocketed.

"Why are you so gossip? Don't tell your little nephew about today's matter." Pei Chenyang warned, if you are not careful, will Song Weiyi tell Zhao Mengmeng the truth?

"So cautious? I see that you have been busy for a few months, and you haven't taken Zhao Mengmeng yet. You are so concerned about it. Is this your reaction?"

If he hadn't been the uncle, Pei Yibai wouldn't have bothered to waste his time asking.

"More haste less speed."

"Okay, then take your time." Pei Yibai said casually, it was a matter between them anyway.

Pei Yiting, who came out of the toilet, found that there was no one in the living room, but a muffled murmur came from Zhao Mengmeng's room.

Ten minutes later, Song Weiyi came out of Zhao Mengmeng's room, and Zhao Mengmeng held her hand reluctantly: "You remember to visit me often, otherwise I'm about to get moldy."

"I know, don't worry, treat your little bodyguard well, you need someone to take care of you now."

Zhao Mengmeng talked nonsense, saying that the qualified bodyguards thought she was rich and wanted to rely on her for food and lodging, but Song Weiyi didn't believe it.

Such a person can be a model just by looking at his body and appearance.

Do people care about her salary?

"Come on."

After they left, Zhao Mengmeng felt a little sad.

It's really uncomfortable to spend the New Year outside for the first time. I miss my father and mother.

I heard that my mother's due date is in the first month, so it's a pity that I can't watch my brother's birth with my own eyes.

"Mengmeng, are you crying?" Pei Chenyang sent them back, and when he found Zhao Mengmeng's eyes were red, he panicked.

"Who's crying? Your eyes are blurred." Zhao Mengmeng wiped her face hard and regained her usual expression.

"Do you miss home?" He continued to ask as if he didn't hear her words.

"Cus, you talk a lot of nonsense."

"I must be missing Master and Madam. After dinner, don't watch the Spring Festival Gala." Zhao Mengmeng was stunned, and gave him an angry look.

"You've done a lot of research on the culture of Greater China. Why don't you watch the Spring Festival Gala? Go to bed early?" She couldn't sleep.

It is said that there is a fireworks display at Beicheng Square, and it is estimated that it will be very lively.

But Zhao Mengmeng doesn't dare to join in the fun now, so forget it.

It is the habit of the Pei family to eat New Year's Eve dinner at their own home, but now Zhao Mengmeng and Pei Chenyang have no choice but to book a table at the restaurant outside.

After dinner, at seven o'clock, it was already night.

Zhao Mengmeng's New Year's Eve dinner was not very enjoyable, and she was listless, and she didn't seem to be happy.

After coming out of the restaurant, Pei Chenyang took Zhao Mengmeng's hand, not the way to go back.

"Kuss, what are you doing?" Zhao Mengmeng asked with a frown.

"Come with me and you'll find out."

He "has no car" now, so he asked Li Liannian to ask someone to call a taxi around. At this time, he would definitely not take a taxi.

Zhao Mengmeng was stuffed into the car by him, still confused: "What are you doing?"

"Don't talk, master, just drive." Pei Chenyang said in Chinese with a foreign accent.

"What mystery are you playing? I'm so bored, I want to go back to sleep." The Spring Festival Gala couldn't even be bothered to watch, and my parents were not around.

It's the first time she has grown up and left her parents, Zhao Mengmeng's mood can be imagined.

He turned his head and grabbed Zhao Mengmeng's hand, causing her to shake it in fright: "What are you doing?"

Cus is getting less and less respectful of her as a boss!

Yes, their status now is the relationship between boss and subordinate.

"Don't you miss your parents? Although you can't go in and take a look, you can take a peek outside."

Although this can be regarded as quenching thirst with plum blossoms, it is better than having no plums at all, right?

Zhao Mengmeng was startled, and forgot to struggle. This kind of experience was novel, but these days she used the computer to video-video with her parents, which was completely different from seeing a real person.

"How? Do you object?" Pei Chenyang asked, the car was already on the way.

He thought to himself, even if Zhao Mengmeng objected now, she would not turn back, lest she be in a bad mood all day long.

"The car is already driving. Is there any use in my objection? You have already planned it yourself?" Zhao Mengmeng purposely put on a straight face.

He was not angry either, and looked at her with a smile: "Isn't this a good thing? Not happy?"