Chapter 247

If it wasn't for her spiritual experience, she really thought she was dreaming, a nightmare.

But the scars on her body told her that everything was true.

"It's okay, her spirit is better than yours, don't worry." Pei Yibai comforted her by stroking her back.

He knew that Song's only fear was more because he was afraid that Sheng Zhenguo would tarnish Zhao Mengmeng. As for herself, she didn't seem to have thought about it.

This silly woman...

"I'm so scared. I'm really afraid that Sheng Zhenhui will do something bad to Mengmeng." Song Weiyi said, losing control of his emotions and couldn't help crying.

That would make her more painful than Sheng Zhenguo insulting her, and she would definitely live a life worse than death.

"Sheng Zhenguo doesn't have that chance, not just today, in the future, he won't have the chance to take a step closer to you, don't think too much about it." Pei Yibai hugged her onto his lap and asked her to rest her chin on his shoulder.

Song Weiyi murmured and nodded, half understanding, wanting to cry, but also wanting to laugh.

"If, if it is true... I will kill him, I will."

"Good girl, it's none of your business. Old Sheng is too scheming, and Zhao Mengmeng won't blame you for causing harm. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to come back to my uncle."

Under his comfort, Song Weiyi nodded drowsily.

She had no strength in her whole body, and even walking became difficult.

In addition to expending a lot of physical strength, part of it was because of being scared.

"I'll take you to take a bath, let's go to bed early and don't think about anything, okay?"

"Um."

"As for Zhao Mengmeng, don't worry, my uncle is taking care of her."

"Okay." She listened to whatever he said, as well-behaved as a porcelain doll.

Pei Yibai carried her into the bathroom of the guest room, took a bathtub full of water, and put Song Weiyi in it.

After taking off the clothes she covered outside, there were some marks on her fair skin, which was caused by Song Weiyi falling to the ground after being undressed.

Looking at those traces, Pei Yibai's anger erupted like a volcano, uncontrollable.

Damn Sheng Zhenguo!

The woman he couldn't bear to hurt was injured one after another in his hands, very good!

Pei Yibai's unpredictable gaze finally made Song Weiyi react a little bit.

The bathroom was brightly lit, clearly illuminating her naked and neatly dressed Pei Yibai.

The water in the bathtub was already full, but it was crystal clear without any foam.

Song Weiyi finally realized belatedly, the strange situation with him at this moment.

"Well, I'd better take a bath by myself, it's fine." Song Weiwei said tremblingly, holding the bathtub with his only hand.

"Don't move around, I'll do it." Pei Yi stopped her movements with a straight face.

Song Weiyi looked at him innocently, she was afraid of causing trouble to Pei Yibai, although she had already caused enough trouble for him.

"Wash your hair." Pei Yibai took out the shampoo and shower gel from the shelf, and returned to Song Weiyi.

But seeing Song Weiyi's long hair, he hesitated a bit.

He really has no experience in washing girls' long hair.

"I'll do it myself, I can do it myself." Song Weiyi guessed Pei Yibai's embarrassment from his slightly hesitant action.

He is the young master of the Pei family, not to mention washing a woman's hair, before marrying her, he probably never even entered the kitchen, right?

"I can do it, but don't move around." Pei Yibai emphasized his tone, following his usual shampooing steps, he wet Song Weiyi's hair first.

I pressed some shampoo out and put it on her hair, it smelled good.

The slowly relaxed mood made Pei Yibai's movements smoother.

He gently rubbed Song Weiyi's scalp with his hands, feeling a sense of accomplishment in negotiating hundreds of millions of contracts.

She lowered her head and closed her eyes, seemingly enjoying the process.

A few minutes later, Song Weiyi noticed that there were more and more bubbles on his head, but Pei Yibai had no intention of flushing, so he couldn't help but remind him.

"Is it almost done? Flush the bubbles away." Feeling uncomfortable, I quietly added in my heart.

Because from time to time, bubbles flowed to her face, and even almost entered her eyes.

"Okay." Pei Yibai held up his unkempt head, making Song Weiwei bow his head, and pour water onto her hair seriously.

A moment later... Song's only scream sounded.

"Ah, husband, you flushed water into my ear..."

"Ah... ran into my eyes, and my mouth, bah bah bah..."

Song Weiyi wanted to cry, but she really overestimated Pei Yibai, and thought that his comprehension was amazing, but unexpectedly, the big move was coming.

After a while, when she was picked up from the bathtub, she was extremely embarrassed.

The eye sockets were red, this time, it was completely caused by the bubbles rushing into the eyes.

Pei Yibai's handsome face was slightly embarrassed, "I'm sorry."

His voice was a little lacking in confidence, and his eyes were fixed on Song Weiyi's wet hair, which was obviously long, but there were many mistakes and omissions behind it.

"No...it's okay." Song Weiwei rubbed his nose.

"Then I'll give you a bath."

As soon as these words came out, Song Weiwei hugged his chest tightly in fright, and said with great certainty: "I can do it myself, I can do it myself."

"There will be no more accidents in the shower." Pei Yi's pale face darkened, and he reminded him in a deep voice.

"I know, but I can do it myself, you go out first."

Hearing her affirmative words, the man frowned, and finally nodded in agreement under Song Weiyi's pitiful pleading eyes.

"If you need any help, remember to call me." He urged worriedly.

"I know, I will." Song Weiyi said straightforwardly.

Only then did he leave, closing the door gently, and Song Weiwei also took out a large towel from the side and wiped his hair.

The person in the mirror was in a panic, but at this moment, there was finally another expression on his face.

The farce just now made Song Weiyi feel much better.

Old Sheng, a scumbag, almost bullied them, but he failed in the end, so she couldn't keep complaining about herself.

Song Weiyi patted his cheek and went back to the bathtub to take a bath.

She wanted to see Zhao Mengmeng, so she put on Pei Yibai's original coat and went out. The living room was empty, and there was no uncle in sight.

Song Weiyi was a little suspicious, could it be that he was in the study?

She walked to the door of the master bedroom and knocked lightly on the door. Zhao Mengmeng's voice came from inside: "Who is it? Come in."

Sure enough, Song Weiyi pursed his lips, pushed the door open and entered.

It was completely different from what she had imagined. Zhao Mengmeng seemed in good spirits at the moment, standing in front of the shelf, studying something.

"Hey, Song Weiwei is you, why are you here?" Zhao Mengmeng looked away and asked her with a smile.

Smiling so happily? Could it be that what happened just now had no effect on her? Song Weiyi was speechless, could it be that she was worrying for nothing?