"Get out!"
The next day, at noon on September 30, Li Peifeng flew to Hangzhou.
In the end he still left, driven out by Zhao Qingge.
After yesterday's breastfeeding incident, their relationship had actually shown faint signs of mending, but the looming wedding date between Li Peifeng and Huang Tianxuan was always a thorn that couldn't be pulled out. Feelings are fickle—today you love someone to death, tomorrow you wish you could eat their flesh; that's all within the realm of normal.
Especially since Huang Tianxuan, who had arrived in Hangzhou earlier, saw that he was still not setting off and called him again and again on the thirtieth to urge him, and by the way discuss the details of the ceremony with him.
This finally made the listening Zhao Qingge completely explode. She cradled the baby in one arm, grabbed the phone with the other and hung up directly, then laid into Li Peifeng:
