Rather, it was the couple who caught her attention.
They were kissing furiously, and the man, with his long braided hair, was clearly Smith himself.
Song Weiyi ran over excitedly and shouted, "Mr. Smith!"
The men and women who are in the passionate kiss act as if they didn't hear it, or in other words, they have fallen into the situation of looking at me.
Song Weiyi's brows were knotted fiercely, thinking that these people are really big.
"Mr. Smith!" she called again.
The girl opened her eyes, frowned and pushed Smith away.
"Who is this? Oriental chick? What? Have you changed your taste?"
It's just a white girl, very beautiful and tall, with a net height of at least 1.75 meters by visual inspection.
Smith, who was interrupted, was very dissatisfied, "Sweetheart, don't talk nonsense, you are my favorite, how can I see other women."
"Stop sweet talk, will I believe it? I've found the door, Smith, get out of here."
The men and women who were originally immersed in the passionate kiss were interrupted because of the sudden arrival of Song Weiyi, which was about to happen.
The girl pushed Smith away, turned around and got into the car, and drove into the community.
On the other hand, Song Weiyi understood a few of their words sporadically, and roughly guessed the meaning.
She looked at Smith tremblingly. She didn't interrupt his good deeds on purpose, but it was just a coincidence that she appeared there.
"Hello, my name is Song Weiyi. I'm from China. I came to see you today because of my husband Pei Yibai's affairs. I definitely didn't intend to disturb you and that lady. Please don't be angry."
Song Weiyi had practiced these words countless times in his heart, so he spoke them fluently.
"Pei Yibai's wife?" The desire and dissatisfaction on Smith's face faded slightly, and he looked at Song Weiyi suspiciously.
"Yes, I am his wife."
"Do you have any proof? Have you brought your marriage certificate?" Smith asked bluntly.
If it had been changed to another place instead of the gate of the apartment, this girl would have been punished long ago.
"No...no." Song Weiyi gritted his teeth.
"Isn't that enough? I don't have an ID card. If you say you are, I will believe it?" Smith said through gritted teeth as he kicked away a stone on the ground.
After speaking, turn around and leave.
Song Weiyi saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.
Too bad, really angry.
"Sir, I don't have a marriage certificate, but I have a divorce certificate, is that okay?" Song Weiyi called out to him.
"Divorce certificate?" Smith finally stopped, looking at Song Weiyi with a half-smile.
"Yes, because of a misunderstanding, we are temporarily divorced, but you have to believe..."
"I believe that you are divorced, so you are not his wife and have no right to interfere in his affairs. Besides, girl, it is a painful thing to talk to a person like you who can't even speak the language well. Goodbye. "
Song Weiwei's eyes widened, and Smith had already swaggered away.
"Wait!" She rushed over quickly and grabbed his sleeve violently.
Doesn't he live here? Why did the girl go in and Smith go?
Song Weiyi had this question in his heart, but at this moment, he was not in the mood to ask him this question.
"Mr. Smith, alright, just treat me as if I divorced Pei Yibai, and you won't talk to me. But you are his friend, don't tell me you don't want to help your friend to save him when he sees an accident?"
What Smith said made her half dead, but Song Weiyi couldn't argue with him.
Uncle said that this person has a strange temper, but he didn't expect him to be so difficult to serve.
"Who said he and I are friends? We are rivals, when did we upgrade to friends?" Smith asked displeased.
This sentence made Song Weiyi's heart skip a beat.
not friend?
"I don't need your help. I just want to know the URA's stronghold. Can you tell me?" Song Weiyi shouted.
That's right, she just threatened him with the words that he is Pei Yibai's friend, so he should help, but in fact she kidnapped him with the morality of the mob.
Song Weiyi had no choice but to call Smith so difficult.
"URA?" Smith read these three words, and mockery slowly appeared in his eyes.
"Are you out of your mind? Who do you think you are? I advise you to go to your country and stay there."
"What do you mean?" Song Weiyi was very unhappy.
He was mocking, ridiculing.
"It doesn't mean anything, it means that you are overconfident, self-righteous, and arrogant."
Song Weiwei couldn't understand what he said behind him, but just looking at Smith's expression, she also knew that it would definitely not be a good word.
"Don't come to me again, girl!" Smith hailed a taxi and walked away.
Song Weiyi's legs were sore from running, and he was still pregnant. After being poured down by a basin of cold water like Smith, he felt that the hope that had finally been ignited was submerged again.
She was walking on the streets of Los Angeles, her heart was replaced by bewilderment and helplessness.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Song Weiyi suddenly woke up, shaking off his messy thoughts.
When I got home, I searched for URA on my computer and browsed through the information one by one.
Domestically, City A.
Zhao Mengmeng couldn't get in touch with Song Weiyi for a long time, and finally couldn't help being anxious and jumped.
She thought of He Chengzhi.
But suffering from the lack of contact information of the other party, I had to give up.
And Wang Meng...
The same is true.
After many calculations, the only person who can be contacted is Pei Chenyang.
Zhao Mengmeng felt extremely uncomfortable as if her heart was blocked with a ball of cotton.
To take the initiative to call someone you dislike the most is simply too painful.
"Knock, knock..." The soft knock on the door, suddenly remembered, interrupted Zhao Mengmeng's meditation.
She was a little puzzled, walked over cautiously, and looked inside the cat's eyes.
no one!
"Knock knock knock."
Just when Zhao Mengmeng confirmed that no one was there, the door knocked again.
"Who is it?" Seeing that there was no one in the cat's eye, why was she still knocking?
"Mengmeng, open the door!" Kus's voice clearly reached his ears.
Zhao Mengmeng's eyes widened, and she swiped the door open.
She couldn't remember how long it had been since she saw Kus, and he still had a radiant expression.
"Why are you here? Aren't you in America?" Zhao Mengmeng exclaimed.
"Looking at you when I come back, your expression doesn't seem to welcome me very much."
"Can I go in first, let's sit down and talk?" Pei Chenyang asked.
It was hard to find the time, and he was worried about Zhao Mengmeng's situation, so he had to come and have a look.
"Oh fine."
She was not the only one in the room, but also a busy aunt.
Pei Chenyang looked at Zhao Mengmeng for a long time, and found that she had gained a little weight, and her face was also a little fleshy.