Pei Yibai can tell when Mrs. Pei is really angry and when she is not.
Like this moment.
He pursed his lips, his face was slightly cold, "Mom, I really don't have time tonight, since you insisted that I go home, tomorrow. Otherwise, I can only watch you sever ties with me."
"you……"
Mrs. Pei was too angry to speak, and finally hung up the phone with a cold snort.
That is to say, by default, Pei Yibai will go home tomorrow.
Half an hour later, Song Weiyi, who had finished styling, was brought to Pei Yibai.
He has no particular preference for what kind of shape a woman should have. Regarding Song's only dress, at first he thought that he must surprise others.
But just now when the store manager looked at Song Weiyi with the eyes of a modeling studio, Pei Yibai felt a nameless anger in his heart.
Her beauty was so pervasive that even wearing an ordinary skirt couldn't hide it.
If it is well-dressed, it will definitely become the focus of the audience.
If this is the case, it will be cheaper for other men.
Therefore, Pei Yibai quickly changed his original intention.
"Boss Pei, according to your request, Miss Song has been styled, please take a look at the effect." The voice of the store manager came from behind Song Weiyi.
Pei Yibai raised his head, his eyes met Song Weiyi's, and the obtrusive store manager was no longer in his eyes.
Her face turned red, this knee-length cheongsam is light blue, the cheongsam is slit to the thigh, and she is stepping on 8cm high heels, Song Weiyi has to be careful, for fear of falling in one step up.
The skirt seemed to be tailor-made for her. It was not too big or too small, but it gave off a sexy effect.
Pei Yibai's eyes sank, and his gaze stopped on Song Weiyi's face, unable to move away for a long time.
From the day he married Song Weiyi, the most solemnly dressed person he saw was the wedding day.
But compared with today, it is still a lot inferior.
Originally, I thought that it would be fine to dress classically, to dress in a well-regulated manner, not to be outstanding, not to be hot.
But looking at the effect now, Pei Yibai thinks that maybe he was wrong.
The cheongsam made her waist slender and her legs long. With her fair skin and pretty face, it showed Song's only good figure.
This is not a well-behaved dress, it is obviously so outstanding that people can't ignore it.
"How is it? Doesn't it look good?" Song Weiyi didn't know what he was thinking, but just walked over, and turned around gently in front of Pei Yibai.
The store manager had an appreciative smile on his face, perhaps also satisfied with the effect on Song Weiyi.
However, Pei Yibai felt a little uncomfortable. To him, even if the other party was just the store manager of this modeling house, he was still a man.
"Well, go and do your work first."
There was no emotion in his voice, and the store manager hurriedly nodded his head when he heard this.
After he left, Pei Yibai held Song Weiwei's hand and looked at her earnestly. In addition, the effect of the skirt on her was really good, so he couldn't just say it was not good-looking against his conscience.
"Well, it looks good, do you like it?"
"I like it. This is the first time I've worn a cheongsam. I didn't expect a cheongsam to be so beautiful."
The top half of her head was tied up simply by a jade hairpin. Although it was casual, it had a kind of messy beauty. Compared with the meticulously arranged hair in the past, it was more lively and playful.
Pei Yibai's eyes turned around a few times, and he always felt that something was wrong.
Finally, it stopped on Song Weiyi's neck.
"Wait a minute." He called the store manager out again.
After coming out, there was one more thing.
An emerald necklace.
"Turn around and I'll take it for you."
Song Weiwei looked at him dumbfounded, what price is the jade necklace?
How much did Pei Yibai spend for her today?
"This necklace is expensive, right? I'll just wear it like this. It's fine and decent." Song Weiwei moved uneasily.
Although it was said that his parents had a little wealth, as Pei Yibai said, it belonged to his parents, even if she wanted to spend it, it was Pei Yibai's money.
He is now at the beginning of his career, how can he spend money randomly?
"How can I do it without a necklace, don't move, be obedient." Pei Yibai put his hand on her shoulder.
Suddenly, Song Weiyi couldn't move, he could only feel a slight chill on his neck, and the emerald had already stuck to Song Weiyi's skin.
It was almost five o'clock when I came out of the modeling house.
It takes about half an hour to go to Fu's house from here.
In other words, they are late.
"Forget it whatever you want, at most, you will be scolded by your father. Anyway, we are not important people, so it's okay." Song Weiwei comforted himself and Pei Yibai in this way.
He smiled and didn't mind it.
"Ah, by the way, there is another one. You wait here first, and I'll come as soon as I go." Song Weiyi pushed the door down without saying a word, and didn't even give Pei Yibai time to tell her to come back.
There was a cake shop next to it, and Song Weiyi walked in directly.
A few minutes later, she came out with a small cake in her hand.
"I thought it would be fine to carry a bag of fruit, but I thought that since today is Dad's birthday, I should send a cake."
As for whether he likes it or not, that's not the only thing Song considers.
Anyway, it’s not enough to go empty-handed.
Rong Jingan's livid face appeared in Pei Yibai's head, he laughed a few words in a muffled voice, and nodded solemnly: "Well, what you said makes sense, then give me a cake, and we're off."
When they arrived at Fu's house, Song Weiyi and the other two were basically the last to arrive. Everyone was busy socializing and talking inside, and had no time to care about the arrival of others.
She took Pei Yibai's hand and quietly slipped in from behind.
No one noticed Song Wei's arrival.
"I'll put the cake in the kitchen, and Mama Zhang will tell Papa." Song Weiyi pouted.
There are a lot of guests today, Song Wei only knows a few, most of them don't.
After putting the cake away, Song Weiwei received a call from Zhao Mengmeng, asking where she was now and why he didn't see her.
Song Weiyi came out of the kitchen, took Pei Yibai's hand and walked outside, and said to Zhao Mengmeng, "I'm going out to the lobby right now, you came with Uncle Zhao, right? Find a place to sit for a while."
The Zhao family has always been in contact with the Fu family. Although the friendship is not too deep, the Zhao family will definitely be invited for things like Rong Jingan's birthday.
Aunt Zhao is pregnant now, and she is an advanced woman in the first few months. Uncle Zhao must be worried about her coming.
So Song Weiyi's estimate was not wrong, it was indeed Zhao Mengmeng who came with her father.
"Okay, I'll wait for you in the dining area, I'm bored to death by myself." Zhao Mengmeng complained on the phone.