Chapter 1020

Pei Chengde's expression froze, and a trace of sullenness flashed in his eyes.

I haven't seen him cooperate with me so much before, so I don't care about his life as a father at all?

Has the complaint against him gone so deep?

Pei Yibai didn't pay attention to Pei Chengde's anger, his voice sounded calmly in the empty room.

"I went to the United States two days ago. Meide, who was bought by Qu Futian and killed Yi Ting, has already paid the price."

These words made Pei Chengde and Mrs. Pei look over in surprise.

Pei Chengde also thought about avenging his youngest son.

But the force behind Dmitry is URA, which is a terrorist organization, and he fears it.

Yes, it is fear.

If you are alone, naturally there is nothing.

But the entire Pei family, apart from the old man, also has an old wife, younger brother, son, daughter, and even two grandsons and daughter-in-law who are not yet one year old.

Even now, he has not verbally acknowledged that daughter-in-law.

What would happen to the Pei family if he didn't annihilate Meide in one fell swoop but attracted his revenge? Pei Chengde didn't dare to gamble with a dozen lives.

And more importantly, during that period of time, he himself was unable to do what he wanted, struggling to the point of death at any time, and at some point, he ran to the back of his younger son.

The matter about Meide is nothing to Pei Chengde.

Today, the eldest son told him personally that Med was dead.

"You...you...are you serious?" Pei Chengde's voice choked up, his eyes were reddish, and his face was full of disbelief.

"We must seek justice for Yi Ting." Pei Yibai clenched his fists and then slowly released them.

He was sorry for the death of his ten-year-old brother.

But it didn't help, all he could do was take Med's life.

"Okay...it's fair..." Pei Chengde looked grim, but nodded repeatedly.

Countless times at midnight, I dreamed of my little son, crying bitterly for his father to save him.

But he was powerless, and every time he woke up, the pillow was wet.

"Your brother can be regarded as resting his eyes. Tomorrow, I will go to see him."

After mourning Med's death, a deep sorrow filled the whole room.

As for Mrs. Pei, she couldn't cry for a long time.

"Yibai, how did you take Meide's life? He's a terrorist, isn't it difficult? Are you injured..." After crying, Mrs. Pei wiped away her tears and asked choked up.

Making Dmitry pay the price, I really felt happy in my heart.

But Mrs. Pei also knew that Meide was not easy to deal with, how did Yibai do it?

The fear on her face was very obvious.

"Mom, I won't talk about these, the process is not important, I hope Yiting can rest in peace." Pei Yibai closed his eyes, blocking the pain and fragility in his eyes.

In this life, the only debt I owe is not my parents, but my younger brother.

Pei Yibai could not deny this point.

"Yes, Yi Ting is so sensible, he will." Mrs. Pei broke down in tears and said over and over again.

Pei Yibai was silent for a long time, and waited for their mood to calm down a bit before he considered it and spoke again.

"I'm here today, and there's one more thing."

In any case, they are parents, and they at least have the right to know about him, whether they support or oppose it.

"Let's talk." Pei Chengde waved his hand and replied hoarsely.

With Pei Yiting's incident as a foreshadowing, they didn't mind what was going on next.

"I'm going to have a wedding soon."

wedding?

Mrs. Pei and Pei Chengde looked at each other, and the former had already wiped away his tears.

This wedding was naturally the only wedding with Song.

So far, Mrs. Pei has not been dissatisfied with this daughter-in-law in the slightest. She even changed her previous style and took the initiative to show affection to Song Weiyi.

"When? The child is almost two years old, and it is indeed time for you to have your wedding." Mrs. Pei said with emotion.

In one sentence, it showed her attitude, faintly intended to fight for Song Weiyi.

"The only one is a good boy. It hasn't been easy for her in the past two years. Mom has no objection to this matter." Mrs. Pei nodded and conveyed her attitude to her son with certainty.

Pei Yibai curled his lips, the heaviness just now was finally cleared up a little with this topic.

"You can prepare for the wedding with peace of mind. I have no objection, and your father certainly has no objection." Seeing Pei Chengde on the bed with a serious face, Mrs. Pei thought to herself what other opinions he had at this time, and she was afraid that Pei Chengde would have conflicts with Pei Yibai if he said it out. Simply as Pei Chengde's spokesperson, he started talking on his own.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Pei Chengde stared at his wife coldly.

Pei Yibai interrupted him, and said with a light smile: "Well, I'm relieved if you say that, Mom."

Then his eyes turned to Pei Chengde, his voice remained calm. "I'm just here to inform. Even if you have any objections, the wedding is settled."

"You..." Pei Chengde's face darkened.

"It's okay, I'll go out first." Pei Yibai dropped a word, turned around and left.

Pei Chengde was very dissatisfied with his attitude, and was about to talk to Mrs. Pei, but she had already chased Pei Yibai out.

"Yibai, when do you plan to hold the wedding? Where is it? Who are you going to invite? You have to be busy with the company, will you be too busy? Mom will help you?"

Pei Yibai paused in his forward steps, turned around and met his mother's eyes.

"Mom, no need, I will notify you when the time comes."

"Hey, when? When?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

Mrs. Pei grumbled and reluctantly agreed.

He expressed dissatisfaction with his lack of participation in his son's marriage.

In Los Angeles, Song Weiyi went shopping with the old lady's good friend, granddaughter Lan Yueyue, to pick out gifts. Zhao Mengmeng's phone call came in unexpectedly.

"Song Weiyi, hurry up and watch the news online." Zhao Mengmeng said quickly, panting, as if she had just run a few kilometers.

Song Weiyi was puzzled, "What news, Miss Zhao?" His tone was teasing.

"It's the gossip news in this city. Your man is on the headlines." Zhao Mengmeng said through gritted teeth.

Song Weiyi was slightly taken aback, looking around, where did she get the computer?

"You know what to say, I'm outside right now."

Zhao Mengmeng let out a strange cry on the phone, and then said indignantly: "Pei Yibai went shopping with other women on the street, and it was all on the news. We walked around for three hours, and the photos were taken one after another. one!"

Her voice was very loud, and it reached Song's only ear harshly.

"Is this a misunderstanding? Mengmeng."

"I hope it's a misunderstanding, but the news is clear. The point is, three hours. Did he accompany you for three hours?"

Song Weiwei was silent, and after a long time, he hung up Zhao Mengmeng's phone and dialed Pei Yibai's number.

He picked it up quickly, and there was a lot of noise around, "Honey, what's the matter?"