Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

At this time, Pei Yilin had already washed the fruit and walked into the bedroom. When he saw that the three people in the bedroom were all in a trance, he frowned.

"What happened to you?" Pei Yilin asked.

Song Qian was the first to react and replied, "Bao' er cried pitifully."

"This is the process she has to go through." Pei Yilin put the fruit on the table. "Who made her like her brother?"

"It's not real!" Song Qian retorted. "Besides, both their parents are dead."

"Come and have some fruit." Pei Yilin said softly, "Don't meddle in their affairs."

Song Qian's lips curved. Pei Yilin and Qian Mengmeng spoke in exactly the same tone!

"Daddy!" Qian Mengmeng hopped up to Pei Yilin and said, "It's over. Should we go back now?"

Pei Yilin picked up Qian Mengmeng and said, "It's not done yet."

"Didn't uncle Zikuang say everything was settled?" Qian Mengmeng was so confused that she had to go back to find evidence!

"Since you are here, why should I take you back to see your elders and to register?" Pei Yilin's eyes fell on Song Qian as he spoke.

Song qian had just taken a bite of the apple, but when she heard what Pei Yilin said, she almost didn't spit it out.

"What's your expression?" Pei Yilin was dissatisfied.

Song Qian asked, "Don't you know?"

"I only recognize my daughter." Pei Yilin said coldly.

Song Qian looked at Qian Mengmeng, then at Pei Yilin and muttered, "Why are you so anxious?"

"Daddy." Qian Mengmeng decided to help mummy. "You can't change the order. You have to let mommy promise to marry you first. I'll change my surname to pei."

Pei Yilin smiled at the money and Mengmeng said, "She has already agreed."

Song qian asked quickly, "When?" How could she not know?

"I promised for you." Pei Yilin is a drag.

Song Qian heard a few crows flying over her head as they screamed.

"Mengmeng, you and Cheng Xian are going out for a while. Your father and I have something to talk about alone." Song Qian said.

"Oh!" Qian mengmeng smiled at Pei Yilin and whispered, "Daddy, come on!"

Song Qian's face turned pale. His daughter's thoughts were so obvious!

When Qian Mengmeng and Cheng Xian left, Pei Yilin grabbed Song Qian into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Don't tell me a lot of truth. I'm tired of hearing it." Pei Yilin spoke before Song Qian.

Sure enough, Song Qian had no choice but to hold back.

Pei Yilin continued, "Now, there are only two choices before you. One is to marry me, and the other is to let me marry you."

"There are four options for most multiple-choice questions."

"There are only two here!"

"But there's something wrong with you, the one who wrote the question. Are there any fundamental differences between your two options?"

"Of course!"

"Where is it?"

"The first one is your wish, and the last one is my initiative. Did you not graduate from primary school chinese?" Pei Yilin took it for granted.

"...

Pei Yilin smiled and kissed Song Qian's eyes. "Be good, I will give you a wedding that you will never forget for the rest of your life!"

Song Qian couldn't help it at all. Hearing Pei Yilin say this, she would have a creepy feeling.

"Mr. Pei..."

A cold look came from Pei Yilin, and Song Qian's hair stood on end.

"Forced marriage is not a popular game anymore." Song Qian whispered.

"What's wrong with marrying me?" Pei Yilin asked.

"That's not a good question." Song Qian was a little annoyed. "This kind of thing should not be a matter of wishful thinking, and then, to develop properly, both of them think that it is necessary to get married, ready to invest in another kind of life, before getting married?"

Seeing that Pei Yilin was about to speak, Song Qian quickly interrupted him, "Besides, you seem to have forgotten. I haven't forgiven you yet, have I?"

"Why are you so stingy?" Pei Yilin was upset. "Just a word of forgiveness. Is it that hard?"

"You did something wrong yourself, and you still use that tone with me?"

"Do you have to meet that damned Yuchi Haolan?"

He went back and forth to this question.

Song Qian felt like she had gone through a long detour, and in the end, she had to solve Yuchi Haolan's problem with Pei Yilin.

But now, she didn't even know how to treat Yuchi Haolan, how to deal with Pei Yilin again?

"You... Really like him?" Pei Yilin asked in an uncertain tone.

Song Qian shook his head, but the expression on his face was not so firm.

"Song Qian!"

"I don't like him." Song Qian sighed. "I'm tired. I want to sleep."

"Apart from getting tired and wanting to sleep, can you say something else in front of me?" Pei Yilin was furious.

Song Qian shrugged innocently. "Didn't I just say a lot to you?"

How could this man be so good at lying with his eyes open?

Pei Yilin clenched his fists, and the veins in his fists popped up. His dark eyes were full of anger, because he had to work hard to suppress it, and he was about to have an internal injury.

Song Qian had no choice but to touch Pei Yilin's brows with his fingers. Every time he mentioned Yuchi Haolan, he was furious. She understood.

The temperature between his brows was very warm. Pei Yilin enjoyed the moment greedily and stared at Song Qian. His eyes were filled with deep love and his restless heart calmed down a little.

At this moment, Song Qian's cell phone rang. The caller id was: Mr. Yuchi.

It was clear that the anger in Pei Yilin's eyes shot up. He grabbed Song Qian's phone, pressed the button to hang up, and glared at her fiercely.

"It seems... He called, didn't he?" Song Qian explained, what does it have to do with her?

Besides, why did Yuchi Haolan call her?

Something must have happened!

"If you don't give him your phone number, will he call?" Pei Yilin roared.

Song Qian muttered to himself, "Petty."

She stared at the screen of her phone, but it didn't light up again.

"What are you looking at?" Pei Yilin's voice was shrill. "Do you want to answer the phone?"

Song qian wanted to take the phone in Pei Yilin's hand and see the look on his face when he wanted to throw it away.

Although he had money and could buy her many cell phones, she was nostalgic!

"No." Song Qian's voice squeezed through his teeth.

"Ghosts know it's a lie!" Pei Yilin was about to overturn the roof of the villa. "How many shameful things have you done with him behind my back!"

Song Qian's face turned ugly. She looked at Pei Yilin, her eyes deepened, with a quiet and cold temperament, which made Pei Yilin feel numb behind her.

Pei Yilin continued to look at his phone, but Yuchi Haolan did not call again.

He flipped through the address book and saw that song qian's name was "Ice cube."

Pei Yilin's face finally brightened up a little. He changed the words "Ice husband" to return the phone to Song Qian.

Song Qian's face turned green. She couldn't get angry when she saw Pei Yilin do such a boring thing.

"Are you crazy enough?" Song Qian asked, "Can I go to bed now?"

Without waiting for his answer, she turned and left.

"It can't be him." Pei Yilin hugged Song Qian from behind and whispered, "You can get close to any other woman except him."

Song Qian trembled and did not answer.

"If you think he's Mengmeng's best piano teacher, I'll get someone to send Mengmeng, but... You can't see him." Pei Yilin compromised. "You have to be thorough, as if you don't know that man."

It was so quiet in the bedroom that Pei Yilin thought nothing could ever happen again, but things couldn't go as he wanted.

"I can't do it." Song Qian said very clearly.

Pei Yilin quickly flipped over song qian and glared at her with icy eyes.

Song qian looked away and said, "The problem between us is not with him, but with you."

Pei Yilin asked, "Are you so reluctant to part with him?"

"It's not what you think." Song Qian whispered, "I just feel bored trying to distance myself."

Pei Yilin clenched his fists, unable to refute Song Qian's words.

But even if it was boring and childish, he had to do it. He couldn't wait until it had already started and stop it.

He didn't tell anyone that Song Qian was someone he couldn't lose, so he couldn't tolerate any danger.

"Why do you mind him so much?" Song Qian asked, "Was it because he stole Qin Xirong from you a few years ago? You used what happened to Qin Xirong to mind what happened to me now, so what am I? Her substitute?"

Pei Yilin's lips curled up, and he was so angry that he punched the desk.

"You and he can talk in such a provocative tone?" Pei Yilin asked.

Song Qian immediately went back, "At least he wouldn't use this commanding tone with me!"

Smoke filled the room, and a big battle was about to break out.

"Ouch, ouch! Cheng Xian, stand still. I can't catch you!" Qian Mengmeng shouted loudly.

Song Qian frowned. She understood that her daughter was hoping that she would not quarrel with Pei Yilin.

Song Qian took a deep breath and softened. "I don't want to argue with you about Mr. Yuchi, and I won't do what I think is completely out of the blue because you don't like it."

"Not because of Qin Xirong." Pei Yilin said word for word, "Not because of her! Because..."

Song Qian couldn't help but ask, "Because of what?"

Pei Yilin held Song Qian's shoulder. His expression was hurt.

He couldn't say it. He didn't want her to know.

Because, he clearly saw that she would show a kind of infatuation in front of Yuchi Haolan that he had never seen before.

Pei Yilin was worried that if Song Qian had been in contact with Yuchi Haolan for a long time, she would have unconsciously fallen in love with Yuchi Haolan.

"You are my woman!" Pei Yilin said domineeringly.

Song Qian sighed. "Let's change the subject."

Pei Yilin hugged Song Qian. How much he didn't want to lose her, how much he was afraid that someone would take her away. Did she understand?

She always looked as if she could not, but in her heart, was there really that determination?

Pei Yilin didn't believe that Yuchi Haolan was such a powerful rival that he felt pressured. He felt that song qian would be taken away at any time.

Pei Yilin held Song Qian in his arms, and she held him tightly, burying her head in his chest. Listening to his frantic heartbeat, her heart tightened.

Pei Yilin was very happy that the hug was answered.

He gently released Song Qian, looked at her face, and kissed her eyes seriously.

"Qian." His tone was gentle and affectionate. "Qian... Don't love him, don't love him!"