Chapter 157

"Ah Ning, are you joking?" Old Sheng asked with a sneer.

Knowing that her words touched his bottom line, and he was already on the verge of breaking out, Rong Jingan had no choice but to take Fu Zining's words and continue.

"Old Sheng, I'm sorry for what happened today, but we really can't accept it..."

"Ha, you guys can't accept the fact that a legitimate illegitimate daughter is marrying me, so you shirk it, but you try your best to marry your illegitimate daughter to me. This wishful thinking is resounding." Sheng Lao stood up from his seat, Approaching them step by step, his face was replaced by viciousness and fury.

Fu Zining trembled and almost fell.

It was the first time she saw Old Sheng's undisguised viciousness, as if if she said one more word, he would directly strangle her viciousness to death.

The horror that has never been seen before, almost a look, can put people to death.

"Old Sheng, I'm sorry, my lord, please have a lot..." Rong Jingan was interrupted by the words of Old Sheng in the middle of his words.

"Don't flatter me, because I don't know how to listen. Do you think I'm a fool and let you kick me around like a sandbag? Rong Jing'an, Fu Zining, I'm trying to save face with you. Don't toast and eat. Fine wine, my patience has long been worn out by you."

Gently turning the ring on the index finger of his hand, Old Sheng squeezed out a cold smile on his face.

"Since I don't have the ability to marry Song Weiyi to me, Fu Qishan is the only one left. You'd better persuade her to marry me obediently, and don't make any messes, or you will bear the consequences."

Ignoring the two trembling in astonishment, Mr. Sheng called Lao Wang directly, and asked him to see off the guests with a sneer.

Old Wang turned to the two of them respectfully, making a gesture of invitation. "Mr. Rong, Mrs. Fu, please go this way."

Fu Zining and Rong Jing'an had already forgotten how they walked out of the Sheng's house, but after going outside, they saw each other's faces were pale and lifeless.

Inside the house, Old Sheng's sneer never stopped.

His lifeblood was buried in the hands of Song Weiyi, so he naturally remembered this account clearly.

But what is even more unforgivable is the members of the Fu family, who are the most important fuse.

"Of course Song Weiyi won't be able to leave, but do you think your miss from the Fu family can escape?" Just because of this debt, he will drag Fu Qishan into hell.

Lao Wang had just returned from seeing off the guests, and Sheng Laohan uttered a word with a frowning face.

"Keep an eye on Fu Qishan, if there is any disobedient behavior, it will immediately bring bad luck to the Fu family's company."

Fu Qishan and Sheng Lao's getting married was like a pebble thrown into a lake.

For a short time, there was a frenzy of discussion in the design department where Song Weiyi worked, but soon, it returned to calm.

After that, everyone went back to everyone, worked hard, and stopped indulging in such little gossip.

Song Weiwei was also a little curious about the truth of the matter, but he didn't wait for the follow-up version, so he naturally focused back on his work, striving to get an excellent in the internship manual.

A week is enough for Song Weiyi to adapt to this new environment. Except for the occasional attack by Wang's design, Song Weiyi can be said to be like a duck to water.

Then, a phone call disrupts Song's only good day.

When the phone rang, Song Weiyi happened to be out to print materials and was not in the office.

When she came back with the documents in her arms, Wang Design called her for the first time, with a smile on her face. "Only, your phone rang just now."

Such a kind voice, such a gentle tone and a smile are normal for Xiao He, but if it is called by Wang's design, it is a bit abnormal.

Song Weiyi's heart was trembling, hehe said with a dry smile, "Oh, yes, I see, thank you."

"I see that the note says it's your husband, but you're the only one who is only a senior in next semester, so you shouldn't be married yet, right?" Wang Design stared at Song Weiyi's cell phone vaguely.

Just now, she could see clearly that she was indeed paying attention to her husband.

Could it be that Song Weiyi is married?

This question attracted the attention of all colleagues, all of whom fell on Song Weiyi.

Her face was hot, and she almost wanted to dig a hole to get in, but she couldn't escape everyone's curiosity, so she could only bite the bullet and shake her head in denial. "No, not yet, that's my boyfriend."

After saying this, Song Weiyi silently repented in his heart: Husband, don't be angry, I was also forced to do nothing.

You can't admit that you are married in public, can you? She hasn't graduated yet, and there will definitely be a bunch of problems.

"Oh, so it's your boyfriend. It seems that your relationship is very good. No wonder you noted your husband." Wang design covered his mouth and laughed wildly, but it was much more real than the haze he had been facing Song Weiyi in the past few days.

"Hehe, is there any?" Song Weiyi could only follow Wang Design's words.

And up to this point, Song Weiyi finally understood why Wang Design suddenly had a good look towards him.

This is because he knows that he has a husband or boyfriend, and he has no rival relationship with her, so he won't rob Pei Yibai from her?

Taking advantage of Wang Design's inattention, Song Weiyi gave her a hard look.

This old woman who has no job in her eyes and only has Pei Yibai really deserves a beating!

Unexpectedly, Wang Jihua turned around suddenly, and almost saw Song Weiwei's small movements.

Song Weiyi hurriedly raised a flattering smile, "Wang Design, I'm going to make coffee for Miss Xiaohe, do you want it?"

It was used to cover up my guilty conscience, and I don't know if I was seen just now.

Wang Design glanced at her suspiciously, "Oh, if that's the case, please make me a cup too."

With her approval, Song Weiyi quickly slipped away.

Walking to the tea room, I made coffee while designing a villain for Wang in my heart.

After Song Weiwei finished making the coffee, he remembered what Wang Shiqi had just said about Pei Yibai calling him.

"Ah, I actually forgot the business!" Song Weiyi slapped his forehead suddenly, and was crying stupidly by himself.

After giving coffee to the two designers, she took her mobile phone and ran outside to make a call.

After two rings, Pei Yibai answered.

"Honey, what's the matter with calling me now?" Song Weiyi's voice was extraordinarily sweet, as if he could squeeze out a ball of honey.

Pei Yi supported his forehead, always feeling that this situation was a bit abnormal.

"Well, there is indeed something to do, get up?"

"Which country are you kidding? It's eleven o'clock now, so why didn't I get up?" Song Weiyi raised his voice and replied exaggeratedly.

"Why didn't you answer my call just now?"

"Oh, I went to the bathroom. As soon as I came back and saw that you called me, didn't I call you back right away?"

Hearing the displeasure in her words, through the mobile phone, Pei Yibai could also imagine that when she said these words, her face must be wrinkled.

"Let's not discuss this issue anymore, let's talk about what's the matter with you, husband, otherwise it would be bad to delay your work." Song Weiyi quickly reacted and immediately made up for it.