Chapter 1025

Hearing these two words, Pei Yibai's tone was so nostalgic, but this word has become the only word that Song hates most now.

In front of Xiaosan, calling her wife, Pei Yibai, doesn't it make you blush, isn't it embarrassing?

By the way, his face has always been dark, as long as his face is a little dark, others will not be able to see his true emotions, let alone her?

"Why are you here?" Pei Yibai frowned.

Song Weiyi didn't realize it, and walked slowly over in eight centimeter high heels.

That woman was right next to Pei Yibai.

In the photos, most of what she saw were women covering half of their faces with sunglasses.

Now, Song Weiyi really wanted to see how beautiful this mistress was, seducing Pei Yibai so easily.

"What's the matter? The only one?" Sensing that someone was still there, Pei Yibai changed his address again.

It's just that this unique sound is a bit awkward.

Song Weiwei smiled slightly, and Pei Yibai reached out his hand, trying to hold her wrist.

But she raised her eyes and pushed Pei Yibai's hand away.

He was slightly startled, and his footsteps trembled slightly.

"Don't talk to me." Song Weiyi pursed his lips, his eyes were slightly red.

She thought that she could be very calm, and even after the divorce, as long as the child was decided, she had already made it.

But now, standing in front of Pei Yibai.

In my heart, I feel so wronged.

What did she do wrong that caused him to change his mind so quickly?

"What's wrong? What happened?" Pei Yibai looked nervous.

Her sudden appearance caught him by surprise, and all his plans were completely disrupted.

Pei Yibai was also thinking about which link had a problem, which caused Song Weiyi to come to Paris suddenly.

Turning his head to look at the woman hiding behind him, Pei Yibai's face darkened slightly.

"Shouldn't you know better than me?" Song Weiwei asked back.

In his eyes, that woman poked out a head from behind Pei Yibai.

The sunglasses on his face have been taken off, a porcelain white, palm-sized face, fair skin, vivid features, is indeed a rare beauty.

Song Weiwei admitted that this mistress was good-looking, but not to the point of stunning her.

"Come out." Song Weiyi said to the man with a cold and pretty face.

On WeChat, she didn't hide her bragging rights at all, why is she hiding behind Pei Yibai now?

"What are you doing?" The young girl raised her chin and grabbed Pei Yibai's hand, using him as a shield very strongly.

Song Weiyi frowned, is it different?

Is it because of such a small bird that makes Pei Yibai look at her with admiration?

"Jiang Xinyou, come out." Pei Yibai pulled the girl behind him out.

"What good did you do?" He squinted and asked.

Jiang Xinyou, who was pulled out, had nowhere to hide.

Song Weiyi noticed that this girl named Jiang Xinyou was tall and tall, estimated to be 1.75 meters.

She was wearing eight centimeter high heels, and Jiang Xinyou, who was wearing flat shoes, was only sitting on the same level.

"How can I do anything good? Don't slander me, who knows that she is so aggressive, what are you doing here?" Jiang Xinyou curled her lips, snorted coldly, and looked away from Song Weiyi with some disdain.

"It's just like this. I thought it was pretty. It seems that your eyesight is only mediocre."

Her heartless words fell into the ears of their husband and wife, and their faces immediately changed.

"You repeat it again?" Pei Yibai's voice was cold and deep, obviously angry.

Jiang Xinyou stared back bluntly, "I'm not wrong, you were still talking sweetly to me two days ago, why did you coax me when my wife came? For her, you insulted me?"

Pei Yibai's face changed slightly, sweet talk?

Looking at the grievance on Song Weiyi's face at the moment, he seemed to understand something.

"What did you tell my wife?" Pei Yibai clenched his teeth and squeezed Jiang Xinyou's hand.

"Ah, you scratched me. Let go, you still say marry me, why? Are you going to abandon me in front of your wife now?"

"I didn't expect you to be such a person, Pei Yibai, I misjudged you! You are a villain who dares to be a villain." Jiang Xinyou pouted, her eyes were red, and she accused her wrongedly.

Song Weiwei stood there dumbfounded. What could be more hurtful than hearing these facts with his own ears?

With his head down, two tears hit the back of his hand.

Like sulfuric acid, it burned her skin.

It hurts, it really hurts.

It hurts my heart.

"Honey, don't listen to her nonsense..."

"Enough." Song Weiyi bit his lip hard and interrupted him.

Lifting her head, Pei Yibai noticed that her eye sockets were getting redder.

The traces of the two tears became more and more obvious.

At that moment just now, she cried.

Pei Yibai's heart constricted for a while. Since they met three years ago, Song Weiyi had never been wronged like this.

The instigator, Jiang Xinyou, also made an expression of indignation.

Facing Pei Yibai's cold eyes, Jiang Xinyou's smile froze suddenly, and she silently withdrew her smile.

Cautiously, shrunk his shoulders, touched his nose deliberately as if he didn't see it.

"Don't say anything, and you don't have to say anything." Song Weiyi chuckled and wiped his eyes vigorously.

Control the sourness.

Even if you are wronged and sad to death, you can't cry in front of them.

"Why do you do this?" Song Weiyi said softly.

"Feeling is the only thing that can't be forced. If you tell me earlier, I will let you go and won't hinder you. But..."

"Why, destroy my expectations for you and our past relationship with your own hands?" She raised her eyes, tears kept falling like broken beads.

Song Weiyi discovered that his previous calm was all fake.

By this time, she couldn't even utter a full sentence.

So wronged, so wronged that I was about to die.

"Honey, don't cry, I'm sorry." Seeing her like this, Pei Yibai felt more uncomfortable than Song Weiyi.

He put his arms around Song Weiyi's shoulders and hugged her into his arms, but stared at Jiang Xinyou fiercely.

"Stop crying, okay? Listen to me."

Song Weiyi felt his hand patting himself on the shoulder.

There is only a thin layer of dress, but the feeling is completely different from before.

"Don't touch me, let me go, dirty, so dirty." Song Weiyi struggled hard.

He had only spent a few days romantically with Jiang Xinyou, and then he hugged her instead, didn't he really feel dirty?

"Honey, calm down and listen to me." Pei Yibai yelled.

Hearing her say dirty, Pei Yibai couldn't bear it anymore.

"I won't listen, I refuse, I'll make you happy, divorce, divorce immediately!" Song Weiwei resisted.