Pei Yibai's words were definitely from the heart.
If not for Fu Zining, his life with Song Weiyi would be worlds apart. How could they even think about marriage?
"Hah, since that's what you say, should you give me a matchmaker's red envelope now?" Fu Zining asked darkly, her every word biting.
She was already full of regret. One misstep had led to a series of mistakes, and now she had not only lost her husband but her soldiers as well.
Song Weiyi was married to a Pei Yibai whom she couldn't control and who was to the extreme of being enigmatic, while her own daughter was in danger of jumping into a pit of fire.
"A red envelope? That can be arranged. But talking about money seems rather crass," Pei Yibai said, with a slight smile revealing his teeth.
His gaze shifted to Song Weiyi, and his long fingers deftly tucked her loose hair behind her ears.
This surprisingly affectionate gesture sent a shiver down Song Weiyi's spine.
