Chatper 387 (1/2)

Song Weiyi thought that he had misread, that woman who was wearing a silver sequined dress and holding Sheng Zhenguo's eyes, who was not Fu Qishan?

Song Weiyi had almost forgotten their figures after not seeing them for so long, but today's encounter came unexpectedly.

And Fu Qishan, who was embraced by Sheng Zhenguo, also saw Song Weiwei at a glance.

Her gaze sank, Fu Qishan looked straight at Song Weiyi's direction.

Long time no see, Song Weiyi, didn't expect us to have such a bad relationship?

"Why don't you leave? What are you doing?" Sheng Zhenguo didn't pay attention to the movement here, but was dissatisfied with Fu Qishan's sudden stop.

Fu Qishan suppressed the turmoil and anger in her heart, and then she smiled coquettishly, and pointed in the direction where Song Weiyi was: "Master, I didn't expect to meet my sister here."

During this period of time, life was worse than death, and Fu Qishan knew how to cater to Sheng Zhenguo and how to make him happy.

Before marrying Sheng Zhenguo, Fu Qishan never thought that one day she would be reduced to such a level.

All of this is because of Song Weiyi, all because of her!

Thinking of this, Fu Qishan wanted to rush over and slap Song Weiwei a few times.

"Your sister?" Sheng Zhenguo chewed these words carefully, and looked forward.

Everyone stood up and applauded. Although Song Weiyi's corner was not obvious, Sheng Zhenguo saw Mrs. Pei at a glance.

His heart sank suddenly, and his eyes locked on the figures of their group, exuding a terrible hostility all over their bodies.

"Yeah, isn't this the only one? Speaking of which, I haven't seen the only one for a while, sir, don't you mind if I go over to say hello?"

Fu Qishan asked leisurely while paying attention to Sheng Zhenguo's expression.

"Mind? Master, why would I mind? Let's go." Sheng Zhenguo sneered, looking down at the prosthetic limb he had painstakingly recruited, he felt blood surge up all over his body, wishing to strangle the two people opposite him to death.

Song Weiyi frowned tightly, "Husband, they came towards us, they didn't come here to find fault, did they?"

With Fu Qishan's temperament, it was a miracle that she and Sheng Zhenguo got along so harmoniously.

Is it raining red today?

Pei Yibai held Song Weiyi's hand, his eyes glanced at Fu Qishan and Fu Qishan coldly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. "Finding faults? Are you afraid that they won't be able to find them?"

"Can I say, am I afraid?" Song Weiwei licked his lips and spoke weakly.

The man immediately lowered his head, his handsome face was covered by black lines, and he was useless.

He is still here, what are you afraid of?

Song Weiyi guessed his expression, he misunderstood.

"If your mother and your little aunt are not here today, of course I won't be afraid."

Speaking of this sentence, it is inevitable that there is some lack of confidence.

Compared with Pei Yibai's aunt, she was simply compared to the dust, that's fine, the objective situation doesn't allow to change.

But Song Weiyi didn't expect that Fu Qishan would come out under such a situation today.

"So what if they're here? They're here, and you have to show the confidence of the Pei family, so as not to be looked down upon."

As she said that, she pulled Song Weiyi's arm hard, so frightened that she couldn't help but straighten her back and stand upright.

"That's about the same, show your confidence, what is Fu Qishan?"