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

Dongmei retreated worriedly, watching Pei Huaizhi pulling Song Qingcheng and about to go downstairs.

The drunk Song Qingcheng was more sensible than the sober one. Noticing the person in front of her eyes getting darker, she blinked and obediently followed the person up the stairs.

Seeing this, Pei Huaizhi raised his handsome eyebrows, turned around and looked down at Song Qingcheng, "Do you still recognize who I am?"

Song Qingcheng shook her head and said softly, "I don't know him!"

Pei Huaizhi couldn't help but feel his blood boiling, "Then why did you come with me!"

Song Qingcheng felt that the person in front of her was very strange. Wasn't it him who dragged her over?

Seeing that the man looked ignorant and unaware, Pei Huaizhi decided not to argue with him for the time being, otherwise he would definitely get angry and get sick.

Song Qingcheng staggered down the stairs behind him. Pei Huaizhi was beside him and saw that Song Qingcheng was a little unstable. Pei Huaizhi had no choice but to half-carry her in his arms and go down the stairs. The couple entered the carriage one after the other.

After accompanying Huai Yizhi into the carriage, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest. Song Qingcheng leaned on the pillow with a half-soft body, completely ignoring the person next to him who was constantly releasing cold air.

Dongmei knelt in front of the couch and tidied up Song Qingcheng's messy skirt.

Pei Huaizhi was sitting on the other side, and Chen Sheng ordered, "Get out!"

Dongmei was stunned. She could clearly sense that Pei Huaizhi was not in a good mood. His tone was like a piece of ice that was thrown at her. It made her feel cold. Dongmei was panicked and worried about her daughter.

An secretly regretted that he should not have let the girl come to eat cheese. Now that she was drunk, what should he do if he made the son-in-law angry?

Dongmei moved her lips timidly, but seeing the cold and resolute face of the person in front of her, she swallowed her words and retreated as instructed. She got off the carriage, sat in the carriage she had taken when she came back, and followed behind Pei Huaizhi's carriage.

The carriage suddenly became quiet.

Pei Huaizhi looked over and the first thing he saw was the straight and upturned nose, the plump cherry red lips, and the half-angry, half-annoyed almond eyes.

"how?"

Pei Huaizhi's eyes were closed, and his deep phoenix eyes stared at Song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng was not quite awake. She turned her head away and didn't want to look at the strange man in front of her, with a look of disgust.

Pei Huaizhi saw that Song Qingcheng looked unwilling to talk to anyone, and his already unhappy mood became even more depressed.

Pei Huaizhi leaned forward, stretched out a hand, pinched Song Qingcheng's delicate chin and forced her head to face him, and asked, "You've been playing around since you came back to Beijing."

Song Qingcheng felt uncomfortable, frowned, raised her hand to remove Pei Huaizhi's hand that was pinching her chin, and stared at Pei Huaizhi with her eyes wide open, "What does this have to do with you?"

Pei Huaizhi turned his slender hand gently, looked down, and said lightly, "Oh! What does it have to do with me? You are my wife. What do you say I have to do with me?"

Song Qingcheng: “…”

“I am your wife”

"Ok?"

Pei Huaizhi nodded, "You listened to me!"

"Of course I listened!"

Song Qingcheng said.

"Listened? Then what about today! What did you listen to? Listen to whether the wind outside is from the north or the south, and when the green outside will be new, so that you can go out and continue to be unrestrained."

Pei Huaizhi sneered.

This guy's mouth is really unpleasant, what does it mean to be unruly?

"Yes!"

Song Qingcheng was drunk and her lips moved. She wanted to say something, but she didn't want to open her mouth before leaving. She felt sleepy and her eyelids felt heavier.

I closed my eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Pei Huaizhi didn't get a response. Seeing that the person had fallen asleep, he couldn't catch his breath.

Why would she think of divorce?

Doesn't he feel sorry for it enough?

How did these words come out of her mouth?

Pei Huaizhi asked himself, since they got married, he has been very concerned about her.

She was in charge of everything in the backyard, and he gave her lots of banknotes and even the key to the storehouse. Everything depended on her. How could she expect him to love her?

When Pei Huaizhi thought of this, he felt as if his heart was grabbed by a cat.

Looking at Song Qingcheng, she was already half lying on the bed. Perhaps because the space was not big enough, Song Qingcheng curled up into a ball with her brows slightly wrinkled.

Pei Huaizhi's face turned pale. She was really heartless. He didn't want to care about her and let her suffer.

He rubbed his brows and closed his eyes. Out of sight, out of mind.

The carriage moved slowly and became a little bumpy halfway. Half of Song Qingcheng's body was seen hanging outside, shaky and about to fall off the bed.

Pei Huaizhi opened his eyes and happened to see this scene. He wanted to follow her and teach her a lesson so that she could use her brain.

But when Song Qingcheng was about to fall, his hands moved faster than his brain and he held her steadily.

After helping the man up, Pei Huaizhi finally reacted.

Song Qingcheng seemed unconscious. She turned over, moaned, and fell asleep.

Pei Huaizhi: "..."

Then the carriage moved forward slowly and arrived at the gate of the mansion. The carriage stopped. Song Qingcheng's back hit the wall of the carriage, and she subconsciously opened her hazy eyes.

When she raised her eyes, she met Pei Huaizhi's smiling eyes. Song Qingcheng rubbed her eyes dazedly.

Did she read that right?

Why is this guy smiling again? He had a sullen face before.

Song Qingcheng rubbed her eyes again. No, no, this is not a smile, this is just a sneer.

She knew that the person in front of her was inherently sinister and evil.

ignore him!

Song Qingcheng sat up straight and called out softly to the outside, "Dongmei, Chunyu."

Dongmei and Chunyu had already gotten off the carriage and were waiting for Song Qingcheng to get off.

Song Qingcheng lifted the curtain of the carriage, and a gust of cold wind instantly blew in her face.

It was so shocking that it gave people a chill.

"Your cloak, girl?"

"what?"

Song Qingcheng was a little confused.

Before she could react, Pei Huaizhi threw the cloak over Song Qingcheng's head.

He pulled her into the carriage again and got off the carriage before her.

He turned around and there was no joy or anger in his voice, "Come down!"

Pei Huaizhi extended his hand towards Song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng pouted, but still handed her hand to Pei Huaizhi.

Just as he was about to use Pei Huaizhi's hand to get off the carriage, Pei Huaizhi unexpectedly pulled his hand away.

"If you have the ability to drink, then come down by yourself."

After saying that, he turned and went into the mansion.

Song Qingcheng almost lost her balance, but fortunately Dongmei and the others stabilized her in time, preventing her from falling off the carriage.

After Song Qingcheng got off the carriage, she could only see the last piece of Pei Huaizhi's clothes.

Why is this person such a dog!

Song Qingcheng said indignantly.

The cold wind helped to alleviate the drunkenness a lot.

Dongmei then helped Song Qingcheng into Chunhe Hall.