Chatper 378 (1/2)

As soon as he thought of this, Father Zhao laughed foolishly.

"I didn't pay attention to the weather forecast, so I didn't know that there would be heavy rain in the past two days." Looking at Pei Yibai again, the two of them had indeed drank a lot today, and the hangover soup didn't help.

The sound of the rain outside was getting louder, with the crackling light of lightning sparks interspersed.

Seeing the astonishing force of the rain, Father Zhao murmured, "I'm afraid the rain won't stop for a while."

It was raining heavily, and Pei Chenyang drank so much wine, how could he go back?

Check the time again, it's eleven o'clock.

Zhao's mother is an elderly mother, and she has gone to bed early at this moment, and only Zhao Mengmeng, who has slept for three days, is not sleepy at all.

"How about it, Chen Yang, if you don't mind, just stay at our house for the night. I don't know when it will rain, and you're drunk again, so you can't drive."

Fuck, what are you afraid of?

Zhao Mengmeng's face changed, and she stood up angrily: "Dad, is this bad?"

The sound was so loud that Father Zhao's ears hurt.

He looked at his daughter and said disapprovingly, "What's wrong? The weather outside is like this, and Chenyang drank a lot of wine. What should we do if something happened? We have so many guest rooms, let Chenyang Stay overnight and go back when the rain stops tomorrow."

This is not meant to discuss with Zhao Mengmeng, but to inform.

Because after saying this, Father Zhao directly ignored his daughter's existence and opinions, and went directly to ask Pei Chenyang for his opinion.

Pei Chenyang didn't expect to live in Zhao's house.

It is already an exception to agree to Zhao's mother's invitation to come to Zhao's house for dinner, but now things seem to be developing more and more out of the way I set.

Pei Chenyang rubbed his slightly swollen head, and was about to blurt out the words of refusal.

He subconsciously turned his eyes around Zhao Mengmeng, and at this rare moment, Zhao Mengmeng looked at him intently.

The fundus is a kind of prayer? Or is it an order?

Don't wait to see him so much? Even risking being struck by lightning to drive him away?

This recognition made Pei Chenyang feel an unknown fire in his heart.

"Uncle Zhao... this matter..."

He also looked straight at Zhao Mengmeng, and when she heard Pei Chenyang speak, her heart was raised high.

Needless to say, Pei Chenyang also knew what she was thinking.

How could Zhao Mengmeng let him stay overnight at Zhao's house? Only this time, he was going to play against Zhao Mengmeng.

"Then trouble Uncle Zhao." Pei Chenyang narrowed his eyes and gave his answer lightly.

Agreed, he's staying home tonight!

Zhao Mengmeng's head exploded, and she stared at him expressionlessly.

Did Pei Chenyang do it on purpose?

"My father just said it casually, but Mr. Pei is really rude." Zhao Mengmeng opened her mouth and said in a strange way.

"Since my uncle is enthusiastic about keeping me, I can't let my uncle down on his kindness."

"Hehe!" Zhao Mengmeng sneered, what a hell of a kindness.

Zhao's father, who didn't know anything about it, happily said no trouble, no trouble.

He also asked the servant to clean up Pei Chenyang's room, which was next to Zhao Mengmeng's room on the second floor.

Hearing this, Zhao Mengmeng is in a bad mood. Is his father the roundworm in her stomach? Whatever is repelled will come.

Pei Chenyang was also a little surprised, in the room next to Zhao Mengmeng? This luck is really good.

Zhao Mengmeng, who felt completely opposite to him, didn't have the slightest thought of exchanging pleasantries.

"I'm going to sleep." Zhao Mengmeng dropped a sentence and went upstairs directly.

Pei Chenyang sat with Zhao's father for a while, until half past eleven before going upstairs under the leadership of the servants.