Chatper 457 (1/2)

As soon as he arrived at Pei's house, he saw Lin Miaoyu sitting under the umbrella of the swimming pool. Song Weiyi's smile froze with an awkward expression.

At this moment, not only was she uncomfortable looking at Lin Miaoyu, but even Song Weiyi felt awkward looking at Pei Chenyang.

No, it's not so much awkward as it is disgusting.

But of them, one is Pei Yibai's uncle, and the other is about to be promoted to a little aunt. No matter how much Song Weiyi doesn't like him, he can only pretend that nothing happened.

Noticing the hesitation of Song Weiyi's footsteps, and following her line of sight to see Lin Miaoyu under the parasol, Pei Yibai immediately understood the contradiction in Song Weiyi's heart.

"No matter what feud she has with Zhao Mengmeng, she will still live under the same roof in the future." Pei Yibai held Song Weiyi's hand, and there was a hint of comfort in his calm words.

Song Weiyi understood Pei Yibai's meaning. In fact, Lin Miaoyu had no conflict with her. It was only because of Zhao Mengmeng that she had a prejudice against Lin Miaoyu.

"If you don't like her, you don't have to force it. Just face it. Stay away from her. There are not many opportunities to live under the same roof."

As for the reason for doing this, it is naturally because there is Pei Chenyang in the middle.

For Lin Miaoyu, in Pei Yibai's opinion, he was not an important person at all.

But with one more Pei Chenyang, it's completely different.

"Husband, don't worry, I won't conflict with her." Song Weiyi took a few deep breaths and said forcefully.

Otherwise, wouldn't it hold him back and make it difficult for him to do it in the middle?

Soon, Pei Chenyang will also come.

Lin Miaoyu got up immediately and greeted her.

During the period, they also greeted Song Weiyi and Song Weiyi, and Song Weiyi also greeted her lightly.

Everyone can see that this is a matter of face, and the cracks in their hearts already exist, and it is impossible to pretend that nothing happened.

"Chenyang, are you back?" Lin Miaoyu asked with a smile as she stood in front of the accompanying garage.

The wound on his forehead was so conspicuous that Pei Chenyang, who pushed the door down, immediately saw

"Is it better?" He came over and pointed to Lin Miaoyu's wound.

She raised her hand subconsciously, but was stopped by him before touching the gauze.

"Don't touch it."

"Well, much better."

"Have you been here for a long time? If you have anything to say, let's go in and talk." Pei Chenyang held her hand with a calm expression.

Seeing Song Weiyi and Pei Yibai in the room, he smiled. "Eldest nephew and younger nephew are back too?"

He returned to the previous casualness and familiarity, but it only made Song Weiyi a little awkward, as if nothing happened.

Now that my uncle has done this, is it possible that she still throws embarrassment at others?

"Hi, Uncle." Song Weiyi also walked down the steps, greeting Pei Chenyang like a normal person.

It's just that the scene of them holding each other's hands is still a bit dazzling.

"Go up and change."

And Lin Miaoyu, of course, followed him upstairs.

Pei Yibai lowered his head and clasped Song Weiyi's fingers, "Let's go upstairs and change clothes."

"I don't need to change it, you go by yourself."

"Look at her little aunt, she is much more enthusiastic than you. My wife, you must have a sense of crisis. You can't go on like this." Pei Yibai pinched her face with a smile, ignoring Song Weiwei's refusal, and tugged at her excitedly. She goes upstairs.

Such a trivial matter can also involve a sense of crisis, Song Weiyi complained all the way in his heart.

After entering the room, Pei Yibai slammed the door behind him, and the originally cold and noble person hugged Song Weiyi.