Chatper 730 (1/2)

However, it is best to find Pei Yibai.

"Miss, miss..." Song Weiyi lowered his voice and kept calling Yan Yinuo.

"Come on, hurry up and call the driver, and take Lisa to the hospital." Yan Yinuo yelled sullenly, ignoring his anger with Lisa.

"Miss, miss, I have something to do, I haven't finished yet." Song Weiyi bowed his waist, as weak as if he was about to die.

"Is there anything to talk about when you are well?"

"It's... about Mr. Ammon..."

"What?" Yan Yinuo's expression froze. Seeing Xu Lijing's suspicious expression, she immediately half-supported Song Weiyi.

"Why hasn't the driver come yet? Mom, I see Lisa is in severe pain, how about this, you have breakfast first, and I'll take her to the hospital first."

Song Weiyi clicked his tongue a few times, this attitude changed quite quickly.

However, it was exactly what she wanted.

"Be careful, can you go?" Yan Yinuo asked timidly.

"OK."

Carefully getting into the car, Song Weiyi rested on the seat, Yan Yinuo had already asked her about Aimon.

Song Weiyi glanced at her angrily, coughed a few times, and Yan Yinuo immediately brought a bottle of water over.

"I'm not thirsty. Before, I said a few words to Mr. Ammon. At that time... it was because Mr. Ammon looked familiar to me."

"Familiar?" Yan Yinuo was slightly taken aback.

"Yes... yes, Mr. Ammon looks familiar to me, but I have never remembered who Mr. Ammon is."

"What about now? Do you know about Ammon's background?" Yan Yinuo asked in surprise.

"I'm guessing, but not sure."

"Say it, say it right away." Yan Yinuo was overjoyed.

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Amon may be Pei Yibai, the son of Pei Chengde in City A of China. I saw him once in a magazine, but I'm not sure."

"Pei Chengde? Pei Chengde..." Yan Yinuo frowned recalling the name.

It seems to have heard, somewhat familiar.

But for this person, she didn't have a big impression.

"And then? Go on, who is this Pei Chengde?"

"It's a great person...Miss, you can search it on the Internet."

Although the reports on Pei Chengde in the United States are not so comprehensive, it has to be admitted that Pei Chengde's reputation here is quite loud.

After all, he is the richest man and famous.

"Now? Okay." Yan Yinuo immediately took out his phone and searched for Pei Chengde's name.

Seeing that he had completed his mission, Song Weiyi quietly stared at Yan Yinuo's actions.

"Found it." Yan Yinuo was overjoyed, and clicked on the webpage.

Inside, the description of Pei Chengde is quite comprehensive.

The more she looked at it, the more engrossed she was, and she had almost forgotten the existence of Song Weiyi.

It turned out that Pei Chengde was actually the richest man. If Aimeng was really his son, wouldn't he be the son of the richest man in China?

Great joy arose in her mind, it was really a blind cat who met a dead mouse, and actually rescued a remarkable person.

"Lisa, what do you think is Aimeng's Chinese name? What are the words?" Yan Yinuo moved the phone away and asked excitedly.

That expression is like that of a person who hasn't eaten for a long time, seeing delicious meat.

Song Weiwei was frightened by his own metaphor, rubbed his arms secretly, but closed his eyes tightly, pretending to be dead without moving.

"Lisa... Lisa..." Yan Yinuo gently pushed Song Weiyi.

Then I remembered, just now Lisa said that she had a stomachache, she couldn't have fainted from the pain, right?

"Drive faster." She immediately ordered loudly to the driver.

At any rate, Lisa revealed a useful piece of information to herself, and it would be better if something happened to her.