Chatper 90 (1/2)

Pei Yibai had already seen Sheng Zhenguo's hands shaking violently on the armrest of the wheelchair.

Probably because he was irritated by Song Weiyi's series of words.

He snorted a few times, but it was just a few innocuous words, Sheng Zhenguo couldn't stand it? How dare you do something like that day?

The first time he saw Sheng Zhenguo, Pei Yibai's eyes reflected a biting coldness.

He didn't expect that Song Weiyi would take the initiative to step forward and provoke Sheng Zhenguo with words, and a series of eloquent performances opened Pei Yibai's eyes even more.

If Song Weiyi had been like this from the beginning, she would not have suffered too much from Rong Jingan and his wife.

Hearing that Song Weiyi needs to cooperate, Pei Yibai chuckled lightly. "Perhaps Mr. Sheng is overjoyed. Don't worry about it. Elders react differently to us young people when they are happy. After all, not everyone can be so polite. Greet elders when they see them."

Pei Yibai's sarcasm towards Sheng Zhenguo hit the nail on the head.

They were young, so Sheng Zhenguo was an old man at that time?

Song Weiwei suppressed a smile, thinking that her husband and she still have a good understanding.

Furthermore, listening to Pei Yibai's words, what a level he is, it's absolutely amazing.

"Well, I guess so." Song Weiwei nodded in agreement, while Sheng Zhenguo's face turned dark in front of him.

These two people sang together, really thought he couldn't see it?

However, this Pei Yibai looked familiar, had he seen this person before?

Sheng Lao was lost in thought for a while.

"Oh, grandpa Sheng is also discharged from the hospital today. I can't say nothing, husband, there is a flower shop next to it, can you go and buy a bouquet of flowers?" Song Weiyi blinked her watery eyes and asked softly .

She was still holding the rose that Pei Yibai had given her in her hand. There were crystal drops of water on the delicate rose, which was obviously taken good care of by Song Weiyi.

But it was given to him by Pei Yibai, of course Song Weiyi didn't want to spoil the flowers for Sheng Zhenguo, even if the flowers were dried, let alone the roses were so beautiful.

Pei Yibai frowned, his eyes somewhat worried, even though the flower shop was just a few steps away.

Seeing the reason for his hesitation, Song Weiwei slightly lowered his voice, "People come and go here, he dare not do anything, even if he wants to do something bad, we have to see if he has the ability."

Her fists are not vegetarian.

After Sheng Zhenguo's incident, Song Weiwei knew that he would start to strengthen his Taekwondo practice.

"Well, then be careful yourself, call me if you have anything to do." Pei Yibai gave Sheng Zhenguo a cold look, the corner of his mouth raised an arc, and a strange smile flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, you go and come back quickly, I'll wait for you here." Song Weiyi nodded vigorously and said reluctantly.

Sheng Zhenguo's contemplation was interrupted by Song Weiyi's words, and he raised his head, blinded by the love between them, gasping for breath, obviously very angry.

"Grandpa Sheng, don't get excited."

"Song Weiyi, get the hell out of here."

The physical pain has been alleviated a lot, but as soon as Sheng Lao saw Song Weiyi, he remembered her desperate way of fighting back then.

"Grandpa Sheng, don't be angry. When my husband's flowers arrive, I will naturally get away obediently."

"Shameless little bitch, sooner or later I will make you pay the price." Old Sheng panted and threatened viciously.

"I'm so scared!" Song Weiyi stretched out his words, and kept patting his chest with a frightened look.

After doing this, Song Weiwei sneered and glared at him: "Now I still have the strength to threaten me. Obviously I didn't hit hard enough that day. If I knew it, I should have beaten you until you couldn't speak."