Chatper 32 (1/2)

"Huh? The police? You see the police are here, whether to pursue them or not! Why are you still standing there? You smashed this place for me. I'll take care of what's going on. I smashed it all, hard!"

Rong Jing'an's voice clearly reached Song Weiyi's ears. She went from not being able to believe it to accepting it, and it took only a minute.

She rushed out of the elevator, ignoring a man in black who was blocking the way, and rushed in.

The two men in black who had just entered were kicked to the ground by Pei Yibai before they could smash them.

Rong Jingan's face turned pale, he never thought that the person he brought would be so useless.

Then he turned his head and looked at another guard who was at a loss, "Why are you still standing there? Do you want me to invite you with eight sedan chairs?"

"Mr. Rong, do you want to fight with each other?"

"Haha, this is all forced by you. It is impossible for my daughter to be with you. Don't be a toad who wants to eat swan meat."

Pei Yibai wanted to ask, if it was impossible with him, was it because he wanted to push Song Weiyi into Sheng Zhenguo's hands?

Before he could blurt out these words, he saw Song Weiyi who broke in from the outside with an angry expression on his face.

He was startled, and the words were swallowed down his throat instantly.

Noticing that she was limping in her walking posture, he looked from top to bottom, and instantly noticed the wound on her ankle, and subconsciously frowned. "Back? What happened to your foot?"

Song Weiyi used Pei Yibai's hand to stand firm, and looked at Rong Jing'an who was right in front of him, but because of anger, his whole body kept shaking.

Song Weiyi never dreamed that he accidentally escaped from the Fu family and heard such a conversation.

Her father, who was kind to her in the morning and even gave her pocket money abnormally, stabbed her marriage severely in the back.

"Who dares to smash it, smash it, just try it!" When Song Weiyi said this, his eyes were fixed on Rong Jingan.

Disappointed, painful, helpless.

All kinds of emotions surrounded Song Weiyi.

Why is this father so strange? So strange that she almost didn't know him.

"Wei...Wei Wei, why are you back?" Rong Jingan's tone was a bit forced, and more of a guilty conscience, so compared to the domineering just now, it was much softer.

Song Weiwei laughed at himself, his smile was uglier than crying. "Why did I come back? If I don't come back, how could I see what you did, Dad? I said, why are you so abnormal and never come back to me, so..."

Song Weiwei stretched out her hand and wiped away half of her tears.

These tears are not worth shedding!

"Only one, listen to me!" Rong Jingan panicked for only a moment, he pointed at Pei Yibai, his face stretched long.

"This man is a liar at all. His son is taller than your shoulders. He thinks you are a fool and lied to you."

Song Weiyi yelled: "Even if he is a liar, I like him."

Even liars like him? So she's just enjoying it now? Rong Jingan was so angry that his eyes turned black.

"You are young, do you know what you like and don't like? Can you like to eat? Have you ever thought about the consequences of marrying such a poor and useless person?" Although he was already half-dead from anger, Rong Jingan Did not leave directly.

His feet were firmly stuck to the floor of her house, as if they had taken root, and he continued to reason with Song Weiyi.