My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

She was finding it increasingly difficult to understand Pei Huaizhi.

Men’s hearts are as unfathomable as the sea, so just let it be, Song Qingcheng thought.

Because she had to get up early the next day, she didn't wait for Pei Huaizhi and lay down on the bed, ready to rest.

Tomorrow, she made an appointment with Meng Ruoxi. Since she learned that the biggest business of the Meng Mansion is raw silk, she asked the Meng Mansion's ship to bring her a batch of raw silk that is not produced inland, for use on Hua Xiangrong.

In this way, Hua Xiangrong's journey can be more unique.

Meng Ruoxi sent someone to give her a message today that the Meng Mansion had brought back a batch of shark silk and asked her to go and take a look tomorrow.

When Pei Huaizhi came out of the side room, Song Qingcheng was already lying on the bed. The bed was very big, so there would be no problem even if three or four people could rest side by side.

However, what he saw was Song Qingcheng alone, with her hands and feet spread out, taking up most of the bed, and obviously there was no place reserved for him.

It was obvious that she didn't want him to get into bed.

Seeing that there was no movement, Song Qingcheng closed her eyes tightly, but the corners of her mouth curved slightly. Pei Huaizhi knew the little thoughts of the person on the bed very well, so he just walked gently to the bedside and sat down.

Pei Huaizhi raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not say anything. Instead, he walked forward and pointed his slender fingers at the soft flesh on Song Qingcheng's waist.

Even if Song Qingcheng lived her life again, she would never have thought that Pei Huaizhi would do such a childish thing.

She is most ticklish!

Pei Huaizhi just pinched the soft flesh around her waist.

Song Qingcheng immediately began to react in response to the stress. Her eyes widened as she looked at Pei Huaizhi in disbelief!

How come this person has no moral principles?

The moment she stood up, Pei Huaizhi lay down on the outside of the bed, resting his head on his arm, with one of his long legs half bent, and a hint of smile and doting in his narrow phoenix eyes.

Just looking at Song Qingcheng who was so angry!

Then Song Qingcheng said, "When did Lord Pei become so childish!"

"Is it childish? I just want to sleep, but my wife is not honest!"

Pei Huaizhi replied, looking like a gentleman.

"what!"

Song Qingcheng: “….”

Finally, she couldn't help laughing, turned over and lay on her side, leaving a huge gap between the two of them, and no longer paid attention to the man behind her.

Pei Huaizhi: “….”

"Am I annoying?"

Pei Huaizhi turned his head and said to the figure on the bed.

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng's body stiffened for a moment, and after a moment, she didn't know how to answer his question.

Seeing that no one was talking, Pei Huaizhi continued to ask: "I always feel that you seem to hate me. I really don't know what I did to offend you."

Song Qingcheng felt complicated and didn't know how to answer, so she had to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep, but her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Pei Huaizhi: "Manman?!"

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng suddenly felt her nose sore. Because of this sentence, she suddenly felt extremely wronged, and two lines of tears slid down silently. She bit her lips tightly to prevent her abnormality from being exposed, and secretly cursed herself as a waste!

Seeing no one answering! Pei Huaizhi sighed.

After the candlelight was extinguished, the room was dark, making it even quieter. The slightest rustling sound brushed Song Qingcheng's ears, but she dared not move, just waiting for Pei Huaizhi to fall asleep.

But Pei Huaizhi, who was originally a man of few words, didn't know what was wrong with him and talked extra much tonight.

Pei Huaizhi couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He lay on his back and stared at the bed cover. Then he asked, "Are you asleep?"

Song Qingcheng felt that Pei Huaizhi must have drunk fake wine today, so she said lightly: "Falling asleep!"

“…”

"Manman, why are you lying with your eyes closed?"

Pei Huaizhi also replied indifferently.

"Pei Huaizhi, you are asking questions even though you already know the answer. How can I sleep if you keep talking endlessly?"

Song Qingcheng couldn't help but spit at him.

"Oh, then let's gossip!"

"Did not say!"

Song Qingcheng said.

Unexpectedly, Pei Huaizhi said to himself, "Manman, let's live a good life. You forget the person in your heart and try to accept me. Let's live a good life. If you can be sincere to me, my life will be yours."

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng turned around and faced Pei Huaizhi, laughing sarcastically. "But Pei Huaizhi, I don't want your life. What's the point of me wanting your life? I just hope you can live well, and we can all live well. Isn't that good?"

The two were so close to each other that she could even feel their breaths entwined.

Pei Huaizhi's eyes regained clarity. He looked at her and said softly, "I don't know where your resentment towards me comes from. Is this a bit unfair to me? And you seem to have forgotten that it was you who took the initiative to ask for our marriage. With such a short-lived love, have you ever been sincere to anyone?"

After these words were spoken, Song Qingcheng felt as if she was pierced by thousands of arrows. Who had she ever been sincere to? Huh!

If she had not been sincere, she would not have died so miserably. She felt extremely aggrieved now.

Because the person in front of her was both Pei Huaizhi and not Pei Huaizhi, she couldn't vent all her grievances on him.

Song Qingcheng looked into Pei Huaizhi's eyes and listened to his question, which seemed to be joking but also serious. After a moment, she asked in a hoarse voice: "I want to say that I have given my true heart to you, but in the end I ended up with a miserable death. You! Do you still want me to give my true heart to you!"

"Pei Huaizhi, isn't it good for us to be a couple who respect each other? Why do we have to expect each other's sincerity? As long as we don't give our sincerity, we won't turn love into hate, and we will be the most solid allies."

Pei Huaizhi never expected that she would say such a thing, and was waiting for him to ask again.

Song Qingcheng turned around again and said, "I'm going to sleep," without giving him a chance to continue asking questions.

After she finished speaking, she stopped talking and pretended to go to sleep, obviously not wanting to talk anymore.

Pei Huaizhi saw her back facing him and slowly restrained his expression. He found that as long as he and Song Qingcheng were talking about feelings, she was very normal, but once the emotional red line was touched, she was like a cat with its tail stepped on.

Allies! Screw his allies! Whose normal couple is an ally? He has a lot of allies! The wife he wants is the one he likes!

The two of them were each preoccupied with their own thoughts, and they tossed and turned for half the night before finally falling into a deep sleep.

Although Song Qingcheng was furious in the end, he became more and more certain that there must be some hidden story.

Wake up the next day.

As expected, there were faint dark circles under their eyes, mercilessly indicating that they did not sleep well last night.

When they woke up, they tacitly agreed not to mention what happened last night.

Song Qingcheng was worried that he would dig into her affairs.

Pei Huaizhi was worried that she would get angry again. Anyway, he would get to the bottom of Song Qingcheng's abnormality himself, so there was no need for the two of them to part ways on bad terms.