Chatper 793 (1/2)

Mrs. Pei grabbed the servant and threatened.

In the past few months, she has been chaotic and has not paid attention to the affairs of her eldest son at all.

It's just that thinking about it now, it seems that I haven't seen the eldest son for a long time.

Perhaps, because he was scolded by himself, he didn't want to go home.

Mrs. Pei comforted herself in this way.

But she couldn't help but beat the drums in her heart. Based on her understanding of the eldest son, it didn't look like his style.

Pei Yifei came out with the suitcase, just in time to hear Mrs. Pei's words.

"You don't need to ask, she won't know if you ask." Pei Yifei spoke out, rescuing the helpless servant from her mother's coercion.

Mrs. Pei's gaze immediately shifted to her, "Yifei, what do you mean by that? What's wrong with your elder brother?"

"Missing." Pei Yifei threw out these three words lightly, and left with the suitcase.

It's been a long time since the accident, and she hasn't gone out.

Now that the mother is awake, she has nothing to worry about.

Go to the United States and find your big brother.

Whether she can find it or not, at least she has to try.

"Missing?" Mrs. Pei raised her voice, her eyes sparkled in disbelief.

"How did it disappear? How could such a good person disappear? Yifei, please explain clearly!"

Mrs. Pei was trembling all over, ran over emotionally, and grabbed Pei Yifei's hand.

Only then did he notice her dress.

Somewhat belatedly, she dragged Pei Yifei, "What are you wearing? What are you doing with your suitcase? Where are you going?"

Now, Mrs. Pei has a lot of problems.

Pei Yifei twitched her lips, "I'm going out for a while."

"Tell me clearly what's going on." Mrs. Pei didn't let anyone go.

"Go find the newspaper yourself, it's in the drawer under the TV cabinet." Pei Yifei replied calmly.

Hearing this, Mrs. Pei had a lot of thoughts, but she patiently searched for it.

That was the domestic news report after Pei Yibai's accident.

"Why is it locked?" Mrs. Pei tugged at the drawer, only to find that it was locked.

She found the key, opened the drawer, and there was a thick newspaper inside.

She couldn't wait to take it out and open it.

The news that almost occupied an entire page suddenly appeared in Mrs. Pei's sight.

"Mr. Pei Yibai, a well-known young entrepreneur, was killed by a terrorist..."

Mrs. Pei looked down at the content at a glance, the blood on her face faded immediately, her face was completely pale, and the hand holding the newspaper trembled violently.

"Impossible, no way!"

Looking at the time again, it was already more than two months ago.

Mrs. Pei almost fainted.

Pei Yifei did not leave, but stood where she was, silently looking at her mother.

"Yes, it's impossible."

"Yifei, what's going on? Why didn't you tell me? This news is fake, right?" Mrs. Pei tremblingly turned to her daughter.

"You have been immersed in Yiting's pain. You can't listen to how many words I said to you before."

"It's different!"

"I said it too!" Pei Yifei growled.

It was only then that Mrs. Pei noticed that her daughter was also very thin.

There is no flesh on the beautiful face, only a layer of skin is left, and the complexion is also yellow.

"But don't worry." Pei Yifei took a deep breath.