Chapter 386

There were only 20 minutes left before leaving the stage. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lin Miaoyu had no time to take care of them. She made the final preparations and then went out.

And Song Weiyi and others are also preparing to go out one after another, so as not to hinder Lin Miaoyu.

Pei Yibai was waiting in the hall, and Song Weiyi and the others had just appeared at the door, when he tightly locked Song Weiyi's figure.

He strode towards Song Weiyi with big strides. Mrs. Pei looked at her son, snorted coldly and curled her lips. She really took the initiative.

After Pei Yibai greeted Lin Miaoyu's parents respectively, he turned his attention to Song Weiyi.

Her skin was fair, especially when she was wearing a black dress. Under the light, Pei Yibai felt that everyone else around her was overshadowed by Song Weiyi.

"Come out?" Pei Yibai held Song Weiyi's wrist and said in a low voice.

"Yes, you didn't wait long, did you? Do you have to work overtime recently?" Song Weiwei also lowered his voice.

"I'll probably be busy next week, and then I'll be back to normal. Why don't you wear a shawl? Are your arms not cold?"

In October, the weather is slowly getting cooler, and sleeveless dresses are definitely not appropriate outside.

"It's not cold, it's not cold, don't worry." Song Weiyi said softly while holding his arm.

"Next week is busy, so I have to work overtime often? Husband, you are so hard." Song Weiwei looked at him sincerely. In comparison, he was a complete rice bug during this time, one in the sky and one in the ground.

A smile flashed across Pei Yibai's eyes, and he walked forward holding Song Weiyi's hand.

"Knowing that I've worked hard, I'll come to the company to work overtime with me starting next week." It just so happened that Mrs. Pei's supervision of Song Weiyi is not as strict as before, so he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Work overtime with him?

"Ah? Oh, okay." Song Weiyi was stunned for half a second, and quickly agreed.

"However, keep it from your mother." Song Weiwei reminded.

Pei Yibai smiled, it was natural, otherwise Mrs. Pei would never have given Song Weiyi this chance.

Lin Miaoyu specially greeted them in the first row, not only because the Pei family is distinguished, but also because the Pei family is her future husband's family.

Pei Yibai took Song Weiyi's hand, and calmly chose the two seats closest to the wall for the Pei family.

Pei Chenyang sat next to him, and said calmly: "Nephew, you chose two positions that are biased towards the corner. What's your meaning?"

A lazy and laughing voice came from the side, interrupting the conversation between Pei Yibai and Song Weiyi.

Looking up, Pei Yibai's eyes twitched when he met Pei Chenyang's playful gaze.

"Uncle, Auntie is watching you on the stage. Instead of being curious about me, why not look at Auntie more." Pei Chenyang picked up his water glass slowly and answered gracefully.

Lin Miaoyu, who just came out, walked from the steps to the stage, and the bright lights gathered into a bunch, all hitting her.

Pei Chenyang made fun of himself, and cast his eyes on the stage with his mouth curled up.

Lin Miaoyu made a brief self-introduction and bowed deeply to the crowd, followed by a burst of warm applause.

"Thank you for your support." After the words fell, Lin Miaoyu's eyes focused on the VIP seats in the first row.

To be precise, it was Pei Chenyang who was watching.

Song Weiyi was beside him, and they all felt the deep love from the little aunt.

"It seems that the relationship between my aunt and my uncle is really good." Song Weiwei sighed, no wonder Mengmeng is not his opponent.

"Well, what then?" Pei Yibai leaned against the back of the chair, not paying attention to the movement on the stage.

"And then? Then we just wait to drink their wedding wine."

Their wedding has been postponed until Christmas, more than two months from now, and there is still to wait.

A hint of amusement flashed in Pei Yibai's eyes, but he quietly concealed his emotions.

"It's about to start, let's not talk for now." Song's only attention was on the stage.

The surrounding voices suddenly dropped, and everyone's attention was on Lin Miaoyu on the stage.

The lights also dimmed, and a heavenly sound slowly sounded.

It was the first time for Song Weiyi to calm down and listen to the piano recital. Seeing Lin Miaoyu waving his ten fingers on the stage, a series of beautiful notes were played, and his mood was agitated.

Her eyes were filled with excitement, she suddenly grabbed Pei Yibai's hand, and said in a low voice: "Husband, it's the first time I've discovered that a pianist is so amazing. From now on, our daughter must let her learn to play the piano."

It's best to have a little monster, born with a well-developed musical cell, and passed the piano tenth grade before the age of ten...

Uh, she seemed to be thinking too much, Song Weiyi patted his face, a little embarrassed.

Song Weiyi looked at the stage helplessly, and his voice of emotion couldn't stop at all. "Not to mention anything else, just because of this elegance and art, I want to give birth to a daughter."

"Like playing the piano so much? If you like it, instead of telling your future daughter to learn it, you might as well start learning it now." Pei Yibai said happily.

It seems that Song Weiyi is already very conscious of having a baby.

Thinking of the limp little girl, Pei Yibai's eyes softened, and he looked at Song Weiyi's belly. When?

"Ah? Me? I can't do it. I don't have the talent and cells." Song Weiyi was embarrassed and quickly shied away.

Seeing that Pei Yibai raised his eyebrows, Song Weiyi pouted and said slowly, "When I was young, my mother thought about letting me study, and sent me to cram school. On the first day, I took the teacher's piano smashed."

Later, I didn't learn the piano, but I lost 10,000 yuan to the cram school.

If Pei Yibai hadn't mentioned it, Song Weiyi would have almost forgotten about it.

"Damn it?" Pei Yibai asked silently, Song Weiyi's ability is also a skill.

If every little kid learning piano was like her, the cram school would have been closed long ago. Fortunately, such a wonderful flower is only Song Weiyi, how many piano cram schools have been saved?

"Uh, yes, at that time, I was only six or seven years old, and I was not very sensible. I slammed my ass on the keys and broke the piano. After that, I never thought about it again." Song Weiyi laughed dryly.

After that, her mother gave up this idea, and the matter of learning the piano was left alone.

She didn't even tell Zhao Mengmeng about this.

"The destructive ability is so strong, it was revealed at that time, right?" Pei Yi helped his forehead.

"I didn't do it on purpose." But the teacher in the cram school was also innocent, because she completely destroyed Song Weiyi before she had time to teach him.

"Okay, you didn't mean it." Pei Yibai laughed dumbly, clasped Song Weiyi's palm with his ten fingers, and looked at the stage.

If the daughter learns this, it is a good suggestion and can be considered.

Half an hour later, during the intermission, the lights of the audience finally returned to normal.

Song Weiyi just stood up when there was a commotion at the door.

Following the sound, Song Weiyi's eyes widened at the sight of Sheng Zhenguo and Fu Qishan coming together. "them……"