Building a Golden House for the Villain!

Ji Yao clicked on the comment and frowned. The following comments showed that the navy was all in Hei Pei Yi.

Zhao Qian asked on the other end of the phone: "I suspect that this is something that someone is pushing behind. How long has this Weibo been posted, and why has it been searched so quickly? What do you think?"

Pei Yi said indifferently: "You come to investigate."

Zhao Qian responded and asked, "Then how to deal with this news?"

Although it was a question, he probably knew in his heart that Pei Yi never cared about this, as long as it didn't hurt Ji Yao, his tolerance was still great.

Sure enough, the next second I heard Pei Yi calmly and quietly: "You can just send a note to clarify it. As for the rest, don't worry about it, you will believe me."

Zhao Qian answered and hung up.

Pei Yi finished hanging up the phone and looked at Ji Yao who was opposite. Seeing that she had been looking at her phone, frowning, thinking she was worried, and comforted: "It's okay, it won't affect anything."

Ji Yao didn't worry about the scandal, but she suddenly thought of Pei Yi's biological parents. If Pei Yi now returns to his biological parents, as the son of the richest man, these rumors and rumors will definitely not fall on him.

But how can I help him go home?

Xiao Jiaojiao: Master, you can think about it. If Pei Yi returns to the richest man's house, it will definitely become more difficult for you to spend money on him in the future.

Ji Yao sighed silently, this is also a problem.

Pei Yi looked at Ji Yao who didn't know what he was thinking, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"

Ji Yao raised her head to look at Pei Yi who looked at her with concern, and a moment later showed a relieved smile. She decided to help him go home first.

Xiao Jiaojiao: Master, are you ready?

Ji Yao: Well, I want him to live better. Spending money is not a problem.

"Yaoyao?" Pei Yi shouted again.

Ji Yao shook her head, "It's okay, I'm just thinking these sunspots are really vicious."

Pei Yi didn't believe her. He looked at Ji Yao frowning, but since she didn't want to say it, he didn't force her, "It's fine, Zhao Qian will take care of it. Let's go back first."

The two of them finished eating, packed their things, and went home.

On the way back, her mobile phone kept ringing, and Su Momo and Midsummer both sent messages.

Ji Yao explained one by one.

Midsummer: Pippi, are you all right recently? When shall we record the song?

Ji Yao thought about it for a few days, and there was really nothing wrong, so she made an appointment for tomorrow.

"I have an appointment with Shengxia to record the song tomorrow." Ji Yao looked at Pei Yi and asked, "Are you going to be with me?"

Pei Yi shook his head, "I won't go, where can I record it? I'll take you there?"

Ji Yao took out his mobile phone and asked about Midsummer.

Midsummer: Come to my house! come to my home! My house has a great recording studio!

Ji Yao:...

Is this the happiness of the rich? Playing a recording studio in your own home? She can't even afford her own house now, so sad!

Ji Yao said with envious expression: "Midxia said that his home has a great recording studio, so go to his home to record."

Pei Yi frowned instantly, "Go to his house? No, change the place."

Ji Yao was happy, "What? Are you afraid that he would eat me?"

Pei Yi said indifferently: "The Sheng family brothers are not easy to get along with, don't be fooled."

Ji Yao laughed, "If you are jealous, you will be jealous."

Although she was talking, she still rejected Midsummer's request.

I originally thought that Midsummer would change places, but I didn't expect to receive news from Midsummer, but from Shengxiao.

Sheng Xiao: I heard the old five say, are you coming to your home to record tomorrow? It just so happened that my grandparents always wanted to thank you in person. What time will you come tomorrow? Do you want me to pick you up?

Ji Yao looked at the news, looked at Pei Yi, and said helplessly: "It seems that I must go to Sheng's house tomorrow."