Chatper 701 (1/2)

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?