Chatper 295 (1/2)

"Don't waste time." Pei Yibai looked over, with an order in a calm tone.

"Oh, okay." Song Weiwei could feel the sharp gaze from the car in front, tried his best to hide the smile on the corner of his mouth, and opened the door of the back seat pretending to be calm.

Now, Qu Xiaoxiao is going to explode in anger, right?

"I'm not your driver, sit in front."

Before he had time to climb up, Pei Yibai glanced over and frowned in displeasure.

"Is that so? All right."

Seeing Song Weiyi sitting in front instead, Qu Xiaoxiao, who was holding the steering wheel, had a grim expression on her face.

Why did brother Yibai ask Song Weiwei to get in the car?

Ordinary people can't ride in his car, and Song Weiyi is just a small assistant!

Besides, didn't he not participate? Why did you suddenly change your mind?

A series of questions hovered in Qu Xiaoxiao's mind, and she suddenly lost the thought of driving.

As the car was driving, Song Weiwei squinted his eyes at the red Maserati sports car in front of him, and then slowly looked away.

"Honey, didn't you want to go? Why did you suddenly change your mind?" Song Weiyi looked at the man next to him curiously.

"What's the problem?" Pei Yibai asked unhurriedly as he drove the car intently.

"No problem, I'm just afraid that a group of them will drink you in a while. By the way, husband, do you drink well?"

"generally."

"Then you must maintain a cold and unapproachable image for a while, so that they won't make a fuss." Song Weiyi was worried.

"and then?"

"Don't drink! Otherwise, how would I go home?" Song Weiyi asked confidently.

What she really wanted to say was that she was afraid that that woman, Qu Xiaoxiao, would mess with him while he was drunk.

"Just open a room nearby and stay for one night."

"No, no, I just like our family." Song Weiwei said firmly.

Pei Yibai looked at her faintly from the rearview mirror, "Honey, you can just say you're jealous, why bother?"

He watched Song Weiyi's face turn into a big red tomato with a half-smile, and said happily.

"How could I!" Song Weiyi stammered and retorted embarrassingly.

The voice is a little suspicious of lack of confidence.

Among the employees of Worth's design department, the only one who actually had a slightly higher contact frequency with Pei Yibai was the manager.

However, the manager was a man in his forties, and no one had the guts to sit beside Pei Yibai after arriving at the box.

Seeing that everyone was looking at each other, Qu Xiaoxiao jumped over the crowd and sat down next to Pei Yibai.

"Brother Yibai, do you mind if I sit here?"

No one in the entire design department knows what Qu Xiaoxiao is thinking now.

"Whatever." Pei Yi's eyes shrank, and he looked at Song Weiyi in the corner.

If she couldn't find a reason, she would definitely not be squeezed here.

As for what her husband's eyes mean at this moment, how could Song Weiyi not know?

In the evening, prepare to go back and be scolded, Song Weiyi thought pitifully.

Mo Xueying was sitting next to Song Weiyi, leaned into her ear, and said in a low voice: "Wei Wei, this song designer is more aggressive than Wang Design, I guess it's Lizhi who must win Boss Pei, I don't know Can she get what she wants?"

Everyone saw Qu Xiaoxiao's multi-million dollar luxury car, so they naturally guessed that Qu Xiaoxiao's family background is unusual, otherwise, who would be able to drive it?

No wonder, with so much guts and courage, they dared to go after their Boss Pei.