"Fine, Song Weiyi, you really are something!" exclaimed Mrs. Pei, who had arrived in high spirits only to leave in disappointment—the very embodiment of that saying.
She had been hoping to find some sort of breakthrough here.
Even if there had been no progress during Pei Yibai's era, anything related to her grandchildren would have been welcome.
But she never, ever expected Song Weiyi to say such cold-blooded words.
"So this is the good wife my son chose after careful consideration, 'Birds of a feather flock together, but scatter when disaster strikes,' right? You're even willing to abandon your own children. You must be doing this to get back at the Pei Family, aren't you?"
She couldn't dismiss the possibility. Otherwise, how could a mother do such a thing?
Song Weiyi didn't deny it; she was actually pleased to let Mrs. Pei misunderstand.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first." At this point, Song Weiyi felt no pressure facing Mrs. Pei.
