Chatper 78 (1/2)

"Are you okay?" He let out a breath slowly, and the tight string in his heart was only then loosened.

The moment he heard about Song Weiyi's disappearance, Pei Yibai was so furious that he dropped his business and came back. What he was most afraid of seeing was the unforeseen consequences, but he didn't expect that she got away earlier than he thought.

Fortunately, nothing major.

The moment Song Weiwei said that Sheng Zhenguo didn't get any benefits, he was really relieved.

Although it was late, she didn't have those unforeseen things happen, she is still safe, that's good.

He asked Wang Meng to inquire about Song Weiyi's whereabouts but there was no result, but he didn't expect Song Weiyi to find Zhao Mengmeng first.

"I'm fine, why do you..."

"If you have anything to say, let's talk in the car." Pei Yibai noticed that her face was turning red unnaturally, interrupted Song Weiyi's words, and opened the car door to let her get in.

Song Weiwei took back what he was about to blurt out, tightened his coat, and silently climbed up without noticing a gaze behind him not far away.

The warmth in the car was in sharp contrast to the sudden cold wind outside, and the car seemed to smell like Pei Yibai.

Song Weiwei closed his eyes, leaned on the seat, and absorbed every bit of it, even breathing calmed down.

The harder he tried, the more he felt relaxed in his heart, no longer the defense he had just stared at Sheng Hu, no longer tired, no longer afraid.

Opening his eyes again, Song Weiyi's eyes lit up, but he was surprised to find that the car was still parked at the original position, without moving forward.

Looking up slightly, I found Zhao Mengmeng's face in the reflection in the rearview mirror.

Although the lights in the car were not bright, Song Weiyi saw Zhao Mengmeng's reddish eyes at a glance, and the hesitation in Zhao Mengmeng's eyes when the four eyes met, and he understood that Mengmeng was probably also affected by what happened just now. scared.

Knowing Zhao Mengmeng for so long, this is a rare time for her to see Zhao Mengmeng because her eyes are red.

Song Weiyi grinned at Zhao Mengmeng in the mirror, and was about to comfort her when Pei Yibai's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Are you hurt?"

When Song Weiyi heard this, she suddenly remembered that her tongue was still in severe pain. She had been talking almost all the time until now, and she hadn't commented on whether the wound still hurt.

She was a little guilty, because Pei Yibai's expression was not good. If she told him about this, it would probably cause her to dare not tell him what happened just now.

"I want to be honest, don't make me ask a second time." Pei Yibai turned his cold gaze to her, and his eyes were full of anger.

The air pressure in the car dropped countless degrees in an instant, and Zhao Mengmeng, who was in the back seat, couldn't help shivering.

Song Weiyi was frightened by the reprimand, and pointed at his own mouth.

"I hurt my tongue a bit." In fact, she could still feel the wound bleeding from time to time. She thought that she would go to the hospital after getting home in a while, but who knew that Pei Yibai came here with Zhao Mengmeng.

Hearing what she said, Pei Yibai frowned more and more.

What would hurt your tongue?

He was not in a hurry to drive, he turned around directly, and pulled Song Weiwei's body around by the way, so that she faced him.

Pei Yibai stared at Song Weiyi in the car, "Open your mouth, let me see how the injury is."

This sentence carried a kind of order that he was accustomed to, which made Zhao Mengmeng, who was sitting in the back, a little uncomfortable hearing it.