Chatper 111 (1/2)

On the other side, Fu Qishan and Fu Zining had already seen Song Weiyi's arrival.

The mother and daughter had decent smiles on their faces, but under the stiff smiles, they were gnashing their teeth.

Especially Fu Qishan.

Because it was different from the embarrassment and fear she had imagined, Song Weiyi appeared here in bright clothes and well-dressed, forming a beautiful landscape with Pei Yibai. Not only that, but it also attracted the attention of most people.

If everyone was not talking about Song Weiyi, she would not have even noticed Song Weiyi's arrival.

"Hey, Ah Ning, isn't this your little daughter?" The lady who was chatting with Fu Zining smiled and pointed in Song Weiyi's direction.

Fu Zining nodded stiffly, "Yes."

Where the lady couldn't see, her hands were clenched into fists.

Song only! Song Weiyi again! She actually stole her daughter's limelight!

"The man next to her is really handsome. I don't know which family he is from. Is this her boyfriend? It's a bit strange."

When Fu Zining heard that the topic had changed to Song Weiyi, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"I'm afraid, it's not surprising for a child to fall in love now. Shan'er is not up to her expectations. At this age, she hasn't even brought back a boyfriend to show me."

When the noble lady heard this, she giggled. "There are not many girls as simple and lovely as Shan'er now. They are beautiful and have a good temperament. I like this kind of girl."

This woman was a family of similar background that Fu Zining had her eyes on. Fu Qishan was twenty-four years old, the eldest was not young, and with the covetous old Sheng in front of her, she had to find a way out for her daughter.

Of course, Fu Zining also wanted her daughter to marry into a higher-ranking family, but with a higher-ranking family, she couldn't get along with her for a while, so she could only make do with it.

As soon as Fu Zining heard the other party's words, she felt that there was something to be said, but her face was calm, with a look of hating iron but not steel.

As for Fu Qishan, in order to prevent the other party from noticing her gnashing of teeth, she could only lower her head and pretend to be shy.

But her high heels were almost stared out by her.

The noise continued, and Song Weiyi and Pei Yibai walked from the dining area to Rong Jingan's from the distance.

He was talking to a few friends, probably because of his birthday, Rong Jingan had a smile on his face, apparently in a good mood.

He drank a few glasses of wine and his face was slightly red.

"Father." Song Weiwei called out in a warm voice with a decent smile on his face.

Rong Jingan's eyes sank, and he turned around coldly.

Before he could speak, several of his friends asked Song Weiyi with a smile.

"Isn't this the only one? Why did you come down so late today?"

"There's a little traffic jam on the road." Song Weiwei looked at the uncles generously and replied.

"Traffic jam on the road? Where are you coming back at this time? Did you go to pick out a gift for your father?"

Song Weiyi didn't expect that these uncles and uncles who didn't have much contact with her on weekdays would ask her this today.

She couldn't say that the gift she prepared was a cake worth 150 yuan, right?

"Something went out for a while."

"Who is this?" Several people shifted their gazes to Pei Yibai and asked with doubts on their faces.

Although he said he was asking Song Weiyi, but he looked at Rong Jing'an with curiosity.

Pei Yibai curled his lips, "Hello, I am the only husband."

His voice was not too loud, and the people around him could just hear it, but the person who asked him was already dumbfounded.

As for Rong Jingan, his eyes almost popped out.