Chapter 582

The two actually stopped to discuss the issue of their children's future marriage.

What makes Song Weiyi ashamed is that those two golden eggs are still in his stomach at the moment, and there are still several months before his birth.

"Okay, okay, you have to remember what you said yourself in the future. Well, husband, let's go back early." Song Weiyi took Pei Yibai's hand and changed the subject.

It's half past ten when I get home.

After taking a shower, Song Weiyi finished applying the skin care products, and the phone beeped again.

When I picked it up, I found it was Mengmeng.

"Mengmeng, why haven't you slept yet?" It was past eleven o'clock, and they usually go to bed between ten o'clock and half past ten.

Today she was delayed by something, but she didn't expect that Zhao Mengmeng was still up.

"I was going to go shopping today, but there was an accident, so I didn't succeed in shopping, but overall it was okay, so I was a little excited and couldn't sleep at night."

Zhao Mengmeng's voice was full of spirit, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Some time ago, when she had a video with Song Weiyi, her tone was a little listless, and she became a salted fish after being locked up for a long time.

"Why are you so excited at night? The baby in your stomach also needs to rest, so don't be too self-willed."

"I know, housekeeper. By the way, how is that Gu Chenyan's wife?" Zhao Mengmeng asked curiously.

Their family has a little friendship with the Gu family, and Zhao Mochu's car accident was later on the news.

I'm afraid that in two days, her father will go to visit her.

Maybe she will go too?

Zhao Mengmeng suddenly felt powerless.

"I saved my life, I haven't woken up yet."

Zhao Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief and silently said amen.

"By the way, I didn't mainly tell you this. Today I went for a check-up. The doctor said that the baby is developing well, but my physique is not very good, and I may still have a miscarriage at any time."

Song Weiyi's good mood disappeared after hearing this sentence, and he raised his voice anxiously: "It's been three months, why is it still unstable? Then what should I do?"

"Well, I was thinking about it before. What the doctor said today made me more determined to go out and have a baby. In case my parents know, or even other people from the outside world, or people like Pei Chenyang and Pei Chengde know, He will come to your door and ask for trouble."

Zhao Mengmeng's expression gradually calmed down. When the name Pei Chenyang was mentioned, her heart was ruthlessly calm.

At the beginning, when he blatantly said that he wanted to marry her in front of her parents, everyone thought he was talking nonsense and talking nonsense.

A month has passed, and since Pei Chenyang was kicked out by her, he really hasn't appeared again.

Zhao Mengmeng nodded, deeply convinced of this matter: Pei Chenyang was really talking nonsense, fortunately she didn't mind being fooled, otherwise she would be fooled by him.

"It's true, you can't toss about it now." The child is very fragile and can't be tossed.

"I've already thought about it, the city J we visited before, remember?"

Song Weiyi was slightly cold, and nodded quickly: "I know, what's wrong?"

"The tourism industry there is developed, and it belongs to a small third-tier city. The pace is not fast, and the air quality is good. It is perfect for raising a baby."

"Speaking of it that way, it makes sense." Song Weiwei nodded, agreeing with this statement.

"You think so, too? We want to go together. In two days, I'll find the house and ask someone to prepare for things over there, and we'll go there."

"Have you told your uncles and aunts?" Song Weiyi couldn't help asking.

It's troublesome at this time, isn't it? Aunt Zhao is not far away from having a baby.

"Not yet, I will tell you tomorrow."

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Zhao Mengmeng hung up the phone, and in a moment of silence, she suddenly met a pair of blue eyes.

"Ah...Sikus, what are you doing in my room in the middle of the night?" Zhao Mengmeng's eyes widened, and she looked at Pei Chenyang, who had a pair of eyes peeping through the crack of the door.

Her heart was beating so fast that she almost burst out.

"Mother Zhang heard that you haven't slept yet, so let me bring you a bowl of soup."

With that said, he opened the door openly and entered.

Zhao Mengmeng sat on the bed without moving, "When did you come up? How long have you been standing there?"

This person is the confidant of his parents. How much did Kus hear what she said to Song Weiwei just now?

Zhao Mengmeng suddenly felt a little uneasy. If he heard it, his parents would probably know about it.

"Miss, are you guilty?" Pei Chenyang raised his eyebrows, and stood in front of her unhurriedly.

Zhao Mengmeng on the bed suddenly felt extremely small, because there was one more person in the room, it seemed to suddenly become narrow.

"Foreigners are big if they are big." She muttered, before remembering the question Cus had asked herself just now.

"Guilty? Why do I have a guilty conscience? I don't know why!"

"Put down the soup, you go down!"

Judging by Kus's appearance, he probably didn't hear anything, Zhao Mengmeng thought.

Looking at the bowl of Bushen Soup again, Zhao Mengmeng almost vomited after drinking it for a month.

"When Miss finishes drinking, I'll take it down with the bowl." Pei Chenyang said seriously, without any room for negotiation.

This gave Zhao Mengmeng the illusion that he was the master, and he had to listen to everything he did.

"Ask you again, how long have you been standing outside just now?"

"Miss, what are you guilty of? Do you have any secrets that cannot be seen or heard?" Pei Chenyang's eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help but cross the line.

His status does not allow him to ask such questions.

It's just that Zhao Mengmeng's reaction is incredible.

"What are you talking about? Kus, you can do it, how about pushing your nose on your face?" Zhao Mengmeng's watery almond eyes widened and stared at him.

"Don't think that you are a big celebrity in front of my parents, so I can't fire you." It's just a matter of whether she is willing or not.

Hearing this, Pei Chenyang frowned and said nothing.

That's not what he meant, it's just that Zhao Mengmeng's guilty conscience just now was obviously due to some secret.

It's not convenient for him to hear this secret. Is it because he is afraid that he will tell her parents?

Pei Chenyang's brain is quick and easy to use, so he guessed this first.

He regretted it a little at the moment, he came too slowly, and he didn't arrive until Zhao Mengmeng hung up the phone.

Otherwise, maybe, can hear something else.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Mengmeng thought her threat was successful.

"Miss, let's drink the soup." Pei Chenyang didn't want to talk about what happened just now, so he handed over the chicken soup.

"No, what time do you want to drink it? Where can I take it back..." Zhao Mengmeng just pushed the chicken soup that Kus handed over.

Pei Chenyang, who didn't expect her action, shook his hand, and spilled all the warm chicken soup.

"Hiss..." A painful voice followed.

Zhao Mengmeng was stunned, staring straight at the person in front of him, so that he could not die, the bowl of chicken soup spilled the key parts of Kus...