Chapter 29

It wasn't until he was left alone in the living room that Song Weiyi relaxed his whole body, drooped his head, and sat down on the sofa.

Unexpectedly, the joke talk with Pei Yibai turned out to be a prophecy, and if he really didn't want to go home, he was so stuffy.

It's past ten o'clock, what is he doing? Have you eaten and showered?

Maybe back at work?

She really didn't understand why he was so busy. Even if he wanted to pretend, he didn't necessarily need to bring work home every day, did he? Aren't you afraid that she will be more confused because of this?

"Okay, I owe you, but I don't feel relieved if I ask." Song Weiyi muttered and took out his phone.

After looking at his name for a long time, Song Weiwei dialed the phone.

Not seeing each other in a day is like three autumns.

I don't know what he thinks, but she really misses him, and she just saw him in the morning.

Originally thought that Pei Yibai's voice could ease his lovesickness, but he never thought that Pei Yibai didn't answer the phone.

"Sorry, the phone of the person you dialed has been turned off, please try again later!" This answer made Song Weiyi extremely discouraged.

shutdown? He turned off the phone?

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As a result of not sleeping well all night, he woke up with big dark circles under his eyes.

After touching the furnishings in the room, Song Weiwei suddenly came to his senses. This is the Fu family, not her and Pei Yibai's small family.

The phone was quietly placed on the table, and it hadn't rang since last night, Song Weiwei curled his lips.

Pei Yibai was so cruel that he didn't even give her a call!

She woke up and ran to the bathroom to wash her face.

"Only, are you up? So early?" Fu Zining was quite surprised when she went downstairs.

"That's just right, let's have breakfast together, your father is here, and he has to go to work."

Before Song Weiyi could react, Fu Zining dragged her to the restaurant. When Rong Jingan saw her, he raised his eyelids, which was his reaction to Song Weiwei.

"Is there any pocket money?"

Song Weiyi thought he heard it wrong, but saw Rong Jingan looking straight at him with a stern face. It was indeed his father who asked the question?

"Dad asked me?" She couldn't believe it.

"Who else is here besides you?"

Song Weiyi turned her head and found that Fu Zining who came in together just now had left the restaurant at some point, and now she and Rong Jing'an were left alone.

"I'll transfer fifty thousand to you later." Rong Jingan wiped his mouth and got up from his seat.

If Song Weiyi had been surprised just now, she would not be able to believe it when she heard the following sentence.

"dad……"

Rong Jingan glanced over coldly, "What? Too little?" This was Song's only pocket money for almost three months!

Seeing the anger in Rong Jingan's eyes clearly, Song Weiyi hurriedly shook his head in denial. "I don't mean that, Dad, but I'm not short of money, and you don't need to transfer money to me."

She still has this bit of backbone, otherwise when Fu Qishan gave her money, she would have accepted it directly.

"Hehe, are you not short of money?" Rong Jing'an, who was about to leave, stopped as if he heard some funny joke.

He even walked back abnormally, stopped directly in front of Song Weiyi, and grabbed her hand.

Song Weiyi stared at him dumbfounded, because although Rong Jingan made a big move, she didn't hurt her, and she didn't say anything, so she endured it silently.

But never thought that Rong Jingan raised her hand to signal her.

"Is this thing worth one thousand or two thousand? Did Pei Yibai buy it for you? Not to mention diamonds, you don't even have a decent gem. Tell me you don't need money?"

Song Weiwei withdrew his hand like lightning, and the platinum ring that Rong Jingan disliked was wearing on her ring finger.

Just about to refute, Rong Jingan strode away directly.

"Wei Wei, Auntie has an appointment with a beautician today, it's just right that you are at home, let's have a beauty treatment together." Fu Zining called Song Wei Wei to stop.

Song Weiwei knew this. Fu Zining had very high requirements for life, especially for her own face. It was a regular thing to make appointments with a beautician.

It's just that she didn't have this kind of treatment before, but today she took the initiative to persuade her to stay?

Fu Zining smiled slightly, "Your father's request."

dad? Song Weiyi frowned.

"I'm going to work." Just as he was speaking, Fu Xiuyan came down from the stairs, and glanced at Song Weiyi with a trace of comfort.

The only one who gives warmth in this family is the eldest brother, Song Weiwei nodded. "Brother, be careful on the road."

"Haven't had breakfast yet." Seeing Ai Zi, Fu Zining couldn't help complaining, and shifted her attention from Song Weiwei to Fu Xiuyan.

"Not hungry, let's go first, Mom."

After Fu Xiuyan left, Song Weiyi still couldn't find a way to escape, because Fu Zining dragged her to look at her clothes.

In this way, from morning to afternoon, the more Song Weiwei waited, the more irritable he felt.

She repeatedly suggested that she should go back, but Fu Zining found an excuse to refute her until she couldn't speak. Song Weiyi was forced to breathe by the weird atmosphere below, so she found an excuse to go back to the room.

Tomorrow is the day when the results will come out, and she doesn't want to make any mistakes halfway.

Back in the room, the more Song Weiwei thought about it, the more something went wrong. He ran to the balcony on the second floor and found that there was an extra guard in the house at some point.

When did this happen?

If Fu Zining's abnormality only made Song Weiyi suspicious, then Song Weiyi was completely vigilant the moment he saw the guard.

This is too abnormal, from last night's retention, to today's pocket money, to Fu Zining's invitation, everything is weird.

When things go wrong, there must be a demon, Song Weiyi firmly believes in this truth!

She locked the door without saying a word, and then began to tear her own sheets.

Half an hour later, Fu Qishan knocked on the door. "Song Weiyi, Mrs. Zhang's syrup is ready, come out and drink."

There was no sound inside, it was too quiet.

Fu Qishan stared suspiciously at the door of the room, increased the strength of her hands, and beat hard on the door a few times.

"Song Weiyi, why are you locking the door? Go down and drink sugar water!"

"If you don't open the door again, I'll kick the door! Did you hear that?"

The more she talked, listening to the quiet room, the colder Fu Qishan's heart became.

She turned around, ran downstairs in a hurry, and asked Fu Zining for the key to Song Weiyi's room.

I went in and saw that there was no one inside, only the window was open, and an endless rope composed of sheets and quilts was hanging in the air.

"Mom, Song Weiyi has run away, what should I do? She has run away!" In an instant, Fu Zining's screams resounded throughout the Fu family's house.

When Fu Zining came up, the only thing she saw was her daughter who was out of control.

"Song Weiyi ran away. She cut off the bed sheet and quilt cover and ran away secretly. What should I do? Tomorrow is Friday, how can Song Weiyi run away? Mom, Sheng Zhen will eat people, I don't want to marry him, I don't want to!"

Looking at the empty room, Fu Zining was also trembling with anger, and she threw the bowl in her hand to the ground angrily.

"Song Weiyi, she dares to turn me into an army, she can't think about it!"