Chapter 27

The ringing lasted for a minute and there was no answer. Song Weiwei gave up. He didn't know what Pei Yibai was busy with now. He didn't even answer such an important call.

Seeing the time passing by, she stayed at home, intending to deliberately ignore the Fu family's affairs, but Rong Jing'an personally called her.

"Dad." When answering the phone, Song Weiwei called out lazily.

She didn't expect that Rong Jingan would actually call her in person, it was no less than bowing his head to her, but he didn't even admit Pei Yibai's identity, so how could he be bowing his head?

Rong Jingan snorted over there, "So you still know that I am your father, and even when you go home, you have to ask me three times and four times, do you need me to send you an extended Lincoln, so that you are willing to exalt yourself?" Get in the car?"

The smell of gunpowder was so strong that it was about to affect her who was far away on the phone. Song Weiyi shivered a few times and shook his head in denial.

Hearing her respectful words like before, Rong Jingan's complexion finally improved a bit.

"Then come back to me quickly. Even if you go to heaven, you are still my daughter. As a father, I can't call you anymore?"

Song Weiyi didn't dare to say anything, hung up the phone, changed clothes and went home disheartened.

She thought that Pei Yibai didn't even answer a call, and she was a little worried, could something have happened?

As a result, I couldn't help but feel anxious again, and I didn't even want to go back to Fu's house.

This time, it was just like what Fu Xiuyan said, only their own family.

"What are you still doing at the door?" Rong Jingan gave the little daughter a cold look, and scolded angrily.

His displeasure was clearly shown on his face.

Of course, Rong Jingan was somewhat satisfied that he didn't see Pei Yibai's figure. If Song Weiyi insisted on bringing Pei Yibai here because he was disobedient, there was no need to eat the meal, and they would be so angry that they would die.

"Oh, yes, Dad." Song Weiyi walked in slowly with his head down.

The Fu family was still resplendent and resplendent, no different from when she left that night, but it gave her a strange feeling.

Having lived here for so many years, Song Weiwei knew her status very well in her heart, she was not from the Fu family. But she has never been so clearly aware of her incompatibility with the Fu family as she is at this moment.

"Why are you cowering in your own home? Why don't you come and sit down?" Rong Jing'an interrupted Song Weiyi's daze.

"I'll help Mrs. Zhang." Song Weiyi really didn't want to sit down with him.

"Are you a servant at home? When do you need to cook?"

Song Weiyi could only move to the sofa and sit down under Rong Jingan's staring eyes.

She didn't know what her father would say, but she made up her mind that no matter how much he forced her, she would not give in.

As Rong Jing'an said, after sitting down, Song Weiwei remained silent, showing no intention of opening his mouth at all.

This scene almost made Rong Jingan vomit blood with anger.

Is this still his obedient daughter? How dare you flout his authority? This kind of abnormal cuteness has long exposed her ugliness!

He gritted his teeth when he thought of that Pei Yibai, he was definitely the only one who instilled some damn idea, so that she should blatantly contradict her.

Divorce, divorce no matter what!

The two father and daughter kept a strange silence, and neither of them lowered their heads until Fu Zining came out from the room.

"Hey, the only one is back? Why didn't you say anything?" Fu Zining walked slowly from far to near with a smile all over her face.

She wore a rare cheongsam today, looking young but with an exquisite figure.

Fu Zining, who was over fifty, was well maintained, and she was also pretty, she looked like she was only in her early thirties.

Song Weiyi was taken aback for a moment. When she saw Fu Zining for the first time just now, she had the illusion of seeing her mother. In her impression, her mother's favorite was the cheongsam, and she told her that girls should wear such delicate and pure clothes. s things.

However, Song did not wear it the only time.

"What's the matter? Why are you in a daze?" Fu Zining had already walked in front of Song Weiyi, and a faint fragrance came over her face.

Song Weiyi immediately looked away and stood up from the sofa.

"I've never seen my aunt wearing a cheongsam. When I first saw it, I was a little surprised. It's so beautiful."

Who doesn't love to hear good things? Fu Zining touched the delicate hairpin on Mo's head with her hand, and smiled very kindly.

"You girl, it's been a lot sweeter since I haven't seen you for a few days."

Song Weiyi was about to think deeply about the meaning of this sentence, when Fu Zining's hand had crossed the distance between them and landed on her shoulder.

Song Weiyi didn't realize it for a while, especially the way Fu Zining in front of her looked at her with motherly eyes, she just felt goosebumps all over her body.

Abnormal, very abnormal.

"Auntie..." Song Weiyi called out softly, Fu Zining's hand had moved lovingly from Song Weiyi's shoulder to her face.

At that moment, Song Weiwei felt as if a poisonous snake was spitting snakes at him, paralyzed him quietly, and then bit him.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. When you look carefully, the only one has lost weight. It's hard to put on some meat. Look at your face, it's sallow and sallow."

Song Weiyi finally understood the reason for Fu Zining's abnormality, because Rong Jing'an was touched by anger after saying this, and jumped up from the sofa directly.

"Ha, lost weight? I think she is enjoying it, otherwise she can marry a man who has no ass skills?"

Rong Jingan's prejudice against Pei Yibai had not lasted for a while, but Song Weiyi was still very upset when he heard him describe Pei Yibai in such a vulgar language.

"Dad, don't say that."

"Do you still have the right to question your father's words? Who gave it to you?" Rong Jing An immediately attacked Song Weiyi like the firecracker that was set on fire.

"Don't think that if you don't tell, no one will know. Didn't Pei Yibai lose his job? Isn't he running around in a hurry right now? Ha, if I describe it as incompetent, is it wrong?"

Song Weiwei raised his chin fearlessly and loudly defended Pei Yibai.

"It's because he is excellent that he has endured some pressure that he shouldn't have to bear. It is obviously framed by others, and it is not his problem."

"If it wasn't for his incompetence, he is not a small employee, but he is the boss, do you think this will happen?"

In terms of words, Song Weiwei is naturally not necessarily Rong Jingan's opponent. This sentence directly blocked Song Weiyi's retreat.

"Excellent? You are the only one who thinks such a man is outstanding. It's a shame. My son-in-law, Rong Jing'an, doesn't even have a decent job after being rumored. , I still don’t know how to laugh at me.”