She grinned, her delicate face gleaming, as if she had found a huge breakthrough in the predicament.
For Song Weiyi, the current situation is almost the same.
She pulled the bed sheet and looked at Sheng Lao who was rolling all over the floor with a smile in her eyes.
I don't know if he is really in pain, or if he is acting for himself, just like he did just now, using illusions to numb himself.
Thinking of this possibility, Song Weiwei became more cautious and threw the entire quilt on top of Sheng Lao's head, directly covering his sight.
"What are you going to do? Song Weiyi, don't act recklessly, or I will make you go all the way around."
Under the sheet, old Sheng's angry and threatening voice came, and Song Weiyi smiled brightly.
But the next moment, the little thin leg kicked it without hesitation.
"Threatening me? Just because you are like this now? Humph, Sheng Zhenguo, thanks to you, I finally have the opportunity to perform Taekwondo, which I have practiced for seven years. According to my master, I have good aptitude, and I almost went to participate in it." national competition."
After finishing speaking, Song Weiyi punched and kicked the quilt single, until Old Sheng screamed.
I didn't expect the feng shui to turn so fast, and because Mr. Sheng was enjoying the delicious food, he directly asked the people below to leave, and don't stand at the door to get in the way.
Naturally, Song Weiyi provided the best convenience.
"Ah, you stop, stop." Sheng Lao howled like a pig, the pain in important parts has not stopped, and a new injury has been added to his body, and he is very embarrassed for a while.
The Fu family, Fu Zining's mother and daughter watched this scene and were stunned.
"Well, how could this be?" Fu Zining's face was ashen, with a ferocious expression.
"Why is this Sheng Zhenguo so useless? It's really embarrassing to be knocked down by Song Weiyi's little girl."
It was Fu Qishan who said this. She didn't care if Song Weiyi knew Taekwondo or not, she just said that the current situation was completely different from what she wanted.
Fu Zining's panic lasted only for a moment, but she soon calmed down and cast a faint glance at her daughter.
After all, he is too young to understand what is more important.
She sighed silently in her heart, but her actions were not sloppy, and she called the previous person.
"Go back immediately and bring Song Weiyi out."
Fu Qishan looked at her mother suspiciously, "Mom, what should I do now?"
"A little girl who took medicine, can she be a match for two big men? Don't worry, the executive of this hotel is my friend and I have already reminded him. He will naturally turn a blind eye to Song's only thing." Close your eyes."
"What about after Song Weiwei is captured? What about Mr. Sheng? This time Song Weiyi treats him like this, he will be very angry, right?"
Yes, they will definitely be very angry, and that anger is naturally not something they can bear.
But what if she took this opportunity to dedicate Song Weiyi to him?
His anger has a target.
What Song Weiyi said was true. She had indeed studied Taekwondo seriously for seven years. She started learning Taekwondo from junior high school, and gradually reduced the intensity of her practice after her sophomore year.
Because of his beautiful face, Song Weiyi almost had an accident when he was in the first grade of junior high school. Later, he strongly urged himself to learn Taekwondo so that he could defend himself.
Later, when Song Weiyi said that, Rong Jingan agreed without saying a word. At that time, he still cared a little about Song Weiyi's daughter.
This study took seven years.
Song Weiwei was selected to participate in the National Taekwondo Competition in her sophomore year of high school, but before the competition she suddenly had a high fever and had to retire.
For this reason, her coach regretted it, and said that if she participated, at least it would not be a big problem to enter the top five.
Because they had never performed it in front of outsiders, Fu Zining's mother and daughter completely forgot that Song Weiyi was extraordinary, but she looked like an ordinary girl, and this was why they underestimated the enemy.
So, as her strength gradually recovered, she could feel her movements becoming more and more flexible, so she took this opportunity to tie up Old Sheng.
At this time, Old Sheng had been beaten so badly that his nose and face were bruised, and his own son probably wouldn't recognize him anymore.
"Song Weiwei, you dare to tie me up, think about your father, your husband." Sheng Zhenguo's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were so red that they could bleed.
Song Weiyi clapped her hands, she thought her hands were dirty when hitting such a person.
"Hmph, you still have the strength to shout at me, obviously I haven't hit enough." She raised her fist, and Old Sheng's eyes widened. She smiled inwardly, and punched him directly on the nose.
"Hmm..." Unexpectedly, she hit as soon as she said, and Old Sheng whimpered, his nose bleeding.
"Do you still want to try this taste?"
Song Weiyi was also driven into a hurry. If Sheng Zhenguo hadn't gone too far, she would never have reached this point today anyway.
"I don't mind wasting time with you." Looking at him contemptuously, Song Weiyi pulled Sheng Lao up and threw him on the balcony, leaving him to fend for himself.
After doing all this, Song Weiyi let out a deep breath, only to realize that his mouth was in excruciating pain.
She glared at the balcony, and it was all the fault of that old bastard that made her suffer so much, damned old bastard.
Song Weiyi opened the door and looked out quietly. He didn't see anyone, so he ran out immediately and took the opportunity to sneak away.
Poor Fu Zining called people who came too late, and when they arrived, Song Weiyi had already left the building and was nowhere to be found.
With nothing in his phone and wallet, Song Weiwei wanted to cry but had no tears. He sneaked around the hotel and hid, afraid of meeting some acquaintances or old people.
After what happened just now, she had to raise her vigilance.
If she walked back by herself, she probably wouldn't be able to get home at dawn tomorrow, but the most important thing was that she had to call Zhao Mengmeng to make sure she was safe.
Subconsciously, Song Weiyi didn't intend to call Pei Yibai right now, after all, he didn't know about it, and if he contacted him rashly, he probably would ruin everything.
At that time, she would not dare to imagine the anger of this man.
But what made Song Weiyi furious was that he asked two people to borrow their mobile phones to make a call, but they were rejected by the other party with the look of "is this person stupid to lie to our mobile phone?"
She had to lament that people were so defensive, but Song Weiyi, who couldn't borrow a mobile phone, was even more frantic.
Song Weiyi, who was about to go back in the taxi under the barrier, suddenly saw a familiar face.
She was elated, and waved her hands violently and shouted: "Gu Jinchen!"
Although there was only a brief two-sided relationship with him, Song Weiyi didn't care about it now, he was acquainted at any rate, far away water can't save near fire, so call him to stop first.
Gu Jinchen was puzzled, turned his head and saw Song Weiyi's figure, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.