Chapter 1023

It's still the soft and gentle voice, but the tone of the words is that of a heroine, where does she put her as the main room?

Song Weiyi's fingers gripped the phone vigorously, and thin veins crawled up on the back of his hand, which was terrifyingly ferocious.

"Who are you?" Song Weiyi finally spoke after a long while.

The voice was unexpectedly calm and cold.

But the slightly trembling body revealed Song Weiyi's true emotions at the moment.

The woman on the phone chuckled, "It seems that Ms. Song didn't watch the news, and that's right, you are in the United States, so it's normal that you can't see the news."

This tone was a bit more complacent and mocking than before.

It's uncomfortable to listen to.

"I just want to ask you, who are you, and why is Pei Yibai's cell phone with you, where else is it?" Song Weiwei asked with an emphasis, almost aggressively.

"Me? You don't need to know my name. I think we will meet soon, and there will be plenty of opportunities for you to get to know me slowly."

Meet?

Song Weiyi's breathing was a little out of tune.

This is going to enter the house, is Pei Yibai going to bring her to see her? Promise yourself?

She thought it was a little funny.

"Give him the phone, right now, right now."

Song Weiyi would not be so easily fooled by this woman talking nonsense to her and sowing discord between her and Pei Yibai.

Even if the matter is true, you still have to listen to what Pei Yibai said, instead of believing a mistress' sowing dissension.

"Oh, you mean Yibai? He's taking a bath." The woman smiled lightly and answered unhurriedly.

bath?

As soon as this word came out, to Song Weiyi, it was as terrifying as heaven and earth falling apart.

They... live together?

With a "bang" in his head, Song Weiyi stepped back a few steps and bumped into the wine cabinet, causing a sharp pain in the side of his waist.

Song Weiyi didn't seem to notice it, only the woman's charming laugh was in his ears.

Facts speak louder than words. When she believed that this woman was trying to drive a wedge between her, Song Weiyi chose to believe in Pei Yibai in her heart.

However, after the woman said that Pei Yibai was taking a bath, Song's only trust collapsed in an instant.

Lonely man and widow, late at night, in one room, not doing anything, is it possible?

"Miss Song, are you still there?"

After an unknown amount of time, the woman's question came over the phone.

Song Weiyi came back to his senses and couldn't hold the small mobile phone.

"Since I'm gone, I'll hang up."

After the woman finished speaking, she hung up the phone neatly.

At this moment, she was far away in France, holding her mobile phone, and looked in the direction of the bathroom.

There was the sound of dripping water, Pei Yibai was indeed taking a bath.

The woman looked down at the note on the phone with a smile on her lips.

After a while, the white and slender fingers tapped and deleted the call record belonging to his wife.

After doing all this, she returned to the sofa and sat down as if nothing had happened.

The next day, someone on WeChat sent a request without any notes.

Song Weiyi sat on the sofa all night, although he didn't cry, his complexion was not very good.

She took out her mobile phone, looked at it, and instinctively wanted to refuse.

But the head of that person broke into Song Weiyi's eyes.

Zooming in on the other person's profile picture, Song Weiwei saw a very young girl wearing sunglasses, with dyed chestnut hair and bright red lips, which looked extraordinarily alluring.

A side face suddenly appeared in his head. The side face of the woman in the photo on the news that day basically matched this person.

Song Weiyi looked at the screen expressionlessly, is this going to show off with her? Even added her WeChat?

Song Weiwei knew that by accepting her, the war between the two women probably started.

With a "snap", he threw the phone aside forcefully.

Song Weiyi stopped watching and told himself not to think about it.

Pei Yibai did not return her call, which was expected by Song Weiyi.

But even if I guessed it, I still feel extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, I finally understand what it feels like to see the newcomers laughing but not the old ones crying.

Even though Song Weiyi had no intention of crying now.

She sighed and got up from the sofa, only to realize how sore and stiff her whole body was.

For nearly a day, Song Weiwei was very hungry after only drinking a few sips of water.

But she didn't care about it, she called to book a plane ticket back to the United States, and went downstairs with her bag.

After eating a bowl of noodles downstairs, Song Weiwei called a taxi to the airport.

There was a lot of time, Song Weiyi was bored, subconsciously took out his phone.

Inadvertently, I came to WeChat again, the message that I added as a friend was still there, and Song Weiyi stared at it for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Song Weiyi frowned, and suddenly accepted.

Soon, the woman sent her a text message. "I thought you would refuse."

Song Weiyi looked at the simple words, but did not reply.

As if guessing how uncomfortable and disturbing she was at the moment, something even more disturbing happened again.

The woman sent a photo over.

A photo with her as the main character is located under the Arc de Triomphe. She wears big sunglasses, wears a floral dress, and smiles brightly.

As for who took the photo, the answer is self-evident.

"Are you in Paris?" Song Weiyi asked.

"What? You asked so clearly, do you want to come and catch the rape?"

That woman's disapproval of Song Weiyi can be felt from her words.

Probably because of Pei Yibai's backing.

"I advise Ms. Song to say goodbye. Seeing your husband with other women will definitely make you unhappy, right? I also don't want you to disturb the two-person world between me and Yibai."

Every word she said was very ordinary, but she deliberately angered Song Weiyi.

She had never been so arrogant just because she was Pei Yibai's wife.

But this mistress blatantly climbed on top of her.

Song Weiyi is not a disadvantaged person, she is very angry, although she has been pretending that she is not sad and pretends to be calm.

But the anger that erupted at this moment was astonishing.

Song Weiyi was messing with Zhao Mengmeng.

After playing with someone like Zhao Mengmeng, who is irritable and straight-forward, for a long time, he will always be infected to some extent.

"Really?" Song Weiyi asked with a sneer.

"Of course, Yibai said that he will divorce you soon. As for your two children..."

"I can't give birth, so I don't mind helping you raise it."

Song Weiyi gritted his teeth looking at this line, and helped her raise her son? Which onion and garlic does she have?

Arriving at the airport an hour later, Song Weiyi canceled her flight back to the United States.

Instead, without saying a word, he booked the fastest flight to Paris.

This kind of woman, even Pei Yibai could admire, but as Mrs. Pei, she despised his taste and humiliated her son dryly. Song Weiwei didn't mind, and beat her so much.