Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 277 Apologize
Sitting in the car, it took Wei Xuan a long time to calm down.

He carefully watched the video several times, because the video was shot from a long distance and was shot from above, so it was not very clear, and he couldn't even make an accurate judgment on his height.

He still thinks that his eyes look like Ye Jiaqi, but his mother has already admitted it, either his judgment is wrong, or his mother took the initiative to cover up for Ye Jiaqi, no matter what the situation is, his plan to approach Ye Jiaqi on purpose has failed.

For Lin Qiong, he was extremely disappointed, and for Ye Jiaqi, he would never regard her as his younger sister again.

Emotions surged in his chest, and there was only one person he wanted to see right now.

With one step on the accelerator, the black SUV is on the road again.

When he arrived at Song Zhiwei's house, Wei Changkong hadn't left yet.

Seeing Wei Xuan who suddenly appeared, He Yuxiu and Wei Changkong had very different reactions.

"What are you doing here! Is this your house? You can come in if you want!" He Yuxiu put her hands on her hips, pointed at Wei Xuan's nose and cursed, "Get out!"

And Wei Changkong dragged Wei Xuan in, and said to his mother-in-law with a smile: "Sister and sister, Wei Xuan came to admit his mistake, you give him a chance to explain."

Song Zhiwei was originally sitting in the house, but when she heard the noise and came out, she was taken aback for a moment, wondering why Wei Xuan came to her house suddenly, didn't she mean to maintain the "cold war"?

She didn't know which play to play, so she just stood there with a sullen face and didn't speak.

Wei Xuan glanced at her, then bowed and apologized to He Yuxiu: "Mom, it's my fault, I shouldn't have quarreled with Zhiwei, please give me a chance to make amends."

"Who is your mother?" He Yuxiu retorted, "You haven't had your wedding yet, and I haven't had 'son-in-law tea' yet, so don't shout."

Compared to other people, He Yuxiu is easy to deal with, because money is her nemesis.

Wei Xuan said: "Mom, I will go for a notarization tomorrow and transfer all the property under my name to Zhiwei's name."

He Yuxiu snorted, "You don't even own the house, so what property do you have?"

"I inherited a fortune from my grandma." Wei Xuan explained, "The amount is huge."

As soon as he said this, Song Zhiwei and Wei Changkong were stunned.

Wei Changkong didn't expect Wei Xuan to be so "refreshing" that he wanted to give all the money to Song Zhiwei.

Song Zhiwei was also stunned, she quickly interrupted him, "Stop talking, I won't want it!"

No matter whether she was "acting" or not, she couldn't accept that money, because it was too huge, no matter how much she loved money, she couldn't accept what didn't belong to her.

But He Yuxiu looked suspicious, "How much is the inheritance?"

"Five thousand—" Before Wei Xuan finished speaking, Song Zhiwei who rushed over suddenly covered his mouth.

"Don't say it!" Song Zhiwei scolded in a low voice, and suddenly pulled him and ran out.

"Hey, come back to me and speak clearly!" He Yuxiu wanted to ask, but Song Zhiwei had already dragged Wei Xuan away.

When she came downstairs, Song Zhiwei asked Wei Xuan puzzledly, "What's going on? Aren't we performing a 'quarrel'? Why did you suddenly mention your grandma's inheritance?"

Wei Xuan dragged her into his car.

Song Zhiwei was at a loss: "Then what's going on now? Should we continue to 'quarrel'? What should I say to my mother and your father?"

Before she could finish her question, she was suddenly hugged by him.

His warm body temperature enveloped her, and his strong heartbeat seemed to penetrate her chest in the quiet interior of the car.

Song Zhiwei finally noticed that he was abnormal, and asked, "Wei Xuan, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Xuan didn't answer her, but suddenly said: "I'm sorry, I made you feel wronged."

His thoughtless apology made Song Zhiwei even more puzzled, and she couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Only then did Wei Xuan let go of her, stroked her cheek, and said, "I didn't find anyone who wanted to harm you, sorry."

Out of selfishness, he chose to conceal it, because he really didn't want to see the family fall apart.

It's just that in the future, he won't let his mother bully her again.

Song Zhiwei shook her head nonchalantly when she heard about it, "That person is so cunning, it doesn't matter if he hasn't been found yet, as long as you protect me in the future."

"Do you believe me?" His deep eyes looked at her steadily like the boundless sea.

"Of course I believe you." Song Zhiwei said without hesitation, "You are my husband, if I don't believe you, who do you believe?"

Her words warmed his heart suddenly, and he couldn't help but kiss her forehead again and again.

"But why did you bring up the inheritance?" Song Zhiwei disagreed, "My mother is greedy and eccentric, if you give it all to me, she will definitely try to save some for the brat, don't even think about it in your family I want to go back, so you must not mention any transfer of property in front of her in the future."

Wei Xuan stared at her for a long while without speaking, he didn't understand that she was such a good woman, always thinking of him, why the hell couldn't accept it?
"What are you staring at me for? Is it because I've become beautiful again?" Song Zhiwei always felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, and she laughed to ease the atmosphere.

"You have always been beautiful." As he said, he pressed her lips deeply.

In the quiet car, only the ambiguous sounds of lips and tongues entwining and swallowing saliva can be heard for a while.

But soon, they were interrupted by a phone ringing.

It's Wei Changkong's call.

Wei Xuan picked it up, his father naturally asked where they were and what they were doing, and came back quickly to give the Song family an explanation.

However, before he could answer, the phone was snatched by Song Zhiwei, and she said, "Uncle Wei, ask my mother to answer the phone."

He Yuxiu picked it up, and Song Zhiwei said: "Mom, don't worry about me. Wei Xuan and I are pretending to quarrel these days, there is no real conflict. Don't worry about you and Uncle Wei. I won't go home tonight, you Tell Uncle Wei to go home early, too."

"What are you pretending to quarrel with, what are you talking about, kid?" He Yuxiu was confused.

"He was protecting me, so he couldn't tell you clearly at the moment, and I'll explain to you when I come back tomorrow." After speaking, Song Zhiwei hung up the phone.

She threw the phone casually, then straddled Wei Xuan's lap, grabbed his collar with her small hands, and asked, "No one will bother you now, so it's time for me to ask you. Why are you smelling of alcohol and still Does it smell like a woman?"

Wei Xuan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously asked: "Can you still smell it now?"

If I had known earlier, he should have taken a shower before coming back.

Song Zhiwei narrowed his eyes immediately, he really dared to ask, don't you know that women's sense of smell for perfume is comparable to that of hounds?
Although his smell was very weak, she could still smell it.

(End of this chapter)