Chapter 8

Her hand firmly held Pei Yibai's, and her fingers were tightly clasped. The power bursting from her body was transmitted to Pei Yibai's hand through her right hand.

He didn't speak, turned his head slightly, looked at his little wife's clean side face, and saw her persistence, persistence, and toughness.

Obviously her hands were trembling, but she was holding on. When she talked about longing for father's love just now, tears welled up in her eyes, but now she justly refuted her father.

Thinking of her apprehensive expression asking not to divorce her, it was just insecurity, right?

"It's wrong, it's wrong, you still have reason? You still regard it as an honor, don't you?" Rong Jing'an was half-dead from Song Weiyi's words just now.

Okay, now I will draw inferences from one instance and block him with what he said before?

What he wants to listen to now is not Song's only articulate speech.

Song Weiyi pouted, "That's not what I mean, I just hope that Dad can think about it seriously, we've come to this point, we can't beat the mandarin ducks and break up Yibai and me, right?"

If they made such a request, it would be a big hit, and his image would be irretrievable by then.

Old Sheng's side is very tricky, but this side cannot be completely ignored, Rong Jing'an quickly figured it out.

According to the previous plan, Song Weiyi was sent to the old man's bed without anyone noticing. If something happened and they were married, it would be a matter of course.

But now let's not mention that the plan is not going well, and Song Weiyi has become a married man, so he can't follow the original plan anyway, otherwise if his daughter is going to die, the whole Fu family will be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Rong Jingan took a deep breath and sat down on the sofa in the main seat.

He shot cold eyes at Pei Yibai, but he didn't get angry again.

"Is your name Pei Yibai? Where is your home? How's your personal situation?" Rong Jingan didn't beat around the bush at all with this kind of question.

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Song Weiyi had a terrible feeling, because Pei Yibai's resume was not as good as Sheng Lao's, and his father would definitely dislike him.

Of course, it doesn't matter if Dad dislikes it, as long as she doesn't dislike it!

The problem is, she is afraid of hurting her husband's self-esteem. How can a father-in-law treat his son-in-law like this?

"Father, it's getting late, why don't you go to bed early? Let's talk about it tomorrow." Song Weiyi stood up courteously, laughing dryly.

It's only past nine o'clock, why is it so late?

"I'm talking to Pei Yibai, why are you interrupting?" Rong Jingan gave her a warning look.

Song Weiyi naturally understood what he meant, but she was more willing to defend Pei Yibai than to offend her father.

"Isn't this afraid that Dad is tired? Oh, by the way, Dad didn't seem to eat much just now. Are you hungry? I'll make some dinner for Dad."

Holding Pei Yibai's hand, he was about to slip to the kitchen.

Rong Jingan's voice sounded sinister from behind: "You are right, I am indeed hungry, go and cook me a bowl of noodles. As for Pei Yibai, sit down and chat with me."

Song Weiyi's forward steps suddenly froze, and he stood there blankly, with a disturbed expression.

"Go ahead, I'm fine by myself." Pei Yibai was amused and helpless seeing her defending herself like a hen protecting a calf.

How can Song Weiyi rest assured? Even took out the whip, instead of beating her, beat Pei Yibai instead?

She stomped her feet and secretly glanced behind Pei Yibai, Fu Zining was wondering what she was talking to Rong Jingan.

Song Weiyi took Pei Yibai's hand and reminded him in a low voice: "My father has a bad temper. He is angry now, and no one can persuade him. Don't confront him head-on."

"I know." Pei Yibai hooked his lips.

Seeing his unmoved appearance, Song Weiwei reminded again: "Also, if he fights with you, you must not stand there stupidly. If it is not easy to fight back, let's run away. If my father really It's too much deception... You, just fight back."

It was quite a struggle to say the next few words.

No matter what, Rong Jingan is also a father, which she cannot deny.

Asking Pei Yibai to fight back was Song Weiyi's decision after struggling!

Pei Yibai laughed dumbfounded, and gently stroked the top of her hair. "Go and do your work, don't worry." Her father, he still can't pose any threat to him, let alone hurt him.

He said so, Song Weiyi had no choice but to trust you and him, and walked to the kitchen, but looked back three times worriedly.

Rong Jingan pointed to the seat opposite him: "Sit down and talk, let's make it clear who else is in the family!"

His actions were full of contempt, because Rong Jingan didn't take him seriously because of Pei Yibai's clothes, and he had been entrenched in City A for so many years, and he had never heard of the name Pei Yibai, so he was definitely not a rich man.

Pei Yibai didn't seem to see Rong Jingan's contempt, and sat down calmly, answering his questions still at a leisurely pace. "There is a brother and a sister below."

Under normal circumstances, Rong Jingan, as a father, should naturally discuss this topic properly, but right now he is still filled with anger, and only wants to make a quick decision.

"The eldest in the family? Are you not young? There are two elderly parents on top? Do you have a house and a car in City A? How big is the house? What kind of car do you drive?" Rong Jingan asked with a sneer.

In the kitchen, Song Weiyi was restless, she just stood by and helped Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang was very curious about that handsome man. "Second Miss, who is that gentleman?"

"You mean Yibai?"

"The name is Yibai? It's really nice, and she's also good-looking, Second Miss, you really have eyes." Mrs. Zhang smiled until her eyes narrowed into a line.

"That's right, my husband is naturally unique." Song Weiyi also felt that he was amazing when he heard people's praise.

Just after feeling happier, Song Weiyi was startled by a loud bang in the living room.

"What... what's wrong?" She stammered and asked Mrs. Zhang, worried about Pei Yibai, and rushed out by herself.

A broken purple sand pot lay quietly on the ground, and the hot tea in it poured into the surroundings, making it wet.

"Dad, what happened?" Song Weiyi trotted out, and the first thing he caught his attention was Pei Yibai. Could it be that Dad started fighting with him? Dad bullied her husband by virtue of his status?

Song Weiyi thought of this, his heart clenched like hell, "Are you okay? Where did you get hurt?" Holding Pei Yibai's hand, Song Weiyi asked anxiously.

I looked around and found that the man was fine.

"It's okay, why did you come out?"

"I heard a loud noise, I'm afraid..." Song Weiwei just said, when Rong Jingan grabbed his wrist and pulled him away from Pei Yibai.