Song Zhi didn't sit with Liu Gan for too long, and left after getting to know him well.
Counting the time, he drove the car to the main entrance to wait for someone.
Huo Yao walked out of the school gate after Song Zhi waited for ten minutes. At this time, Cheng Ming's car had just arrived and stopped by the side of the road.
Song Zhi had seen the photo sent by Xiao Zhu, so when Huo Yao came out, he recognized him immediately.
She has a stunning appearance and a cool temperament, especially those eyebrows and eyes with a strong sharp color, which is completely different from the gentle and elegant Ji Ya.
Song Zhi put his hands in his trouser pockets, and quickly suppressed the surprise in his eyes when he saw the real person. He walked over, with a rare gentle smile on his face, and shouted: "Yaoyao."
Huo Yao just glanced at Song Zhi's face, which was somewhat similar to Song Ning's, without stopping, as if he didn't hear it, he walked towards the side of the road unhurriedly.
Song Zhi's expression froze for a moment, but he soon returned to normal. He followed her up and walked side by side with her, still in a good temper, "Yaoyao, I'm your uncle, I'm here to pick you up and go with her Have a meal...”
Huo Yao didn't look sideways, and the black overcoat made him colder and colder. Even Song Zhi felt a little oppressed by the aura of not getting close to strangers.
He was slightly startled, the words in his mouth paused unconsciously, and after two seconds, he continued: "...and your mother, she should have arrived at the hotel by now, just waiting for us to go there."
When Huo Yao heard Song Zhi's last two words, Wu Bo finally had another look in her eyes. She paused slightly, tilted her head, and her eyes fell on Song Zhi's face.
A pair of peach blossom eyes are deep, without warmth.
Song Zhi's breath was stagnant.
His niece's aura is so strong.
"Does your Song family like to rush to give away heads?" Huo Yao casually uttered a word.
Song Zhi's face changed suddenly, and when he opened his mouth to speak, Cheng Ming, who was waiting by the side of the road, had already noticed this side, got out of the car and walked over.
Before Song Zhi could speak, he stood straight forward, separating him from the eldest lady.
Cheng Ming was full of hostility all over his body, he was not at all the bluff of an ordinary thug, his face was expressionless like a demon.
Song Zhi took a step back subconsciously, "Who are you?"
Cheng Ming glanced at Song Zhi coldly. It seemed that the friendly exchange last time did not impress the other party. He ignored him, turned his head to look at Huo Yao, nodded respectfully, and asked softly: "Miss, what are you doing?" Are you intimidated?"
If he was frightened, his fists would already be hungry and thirsty.
Huo Yao's expression has returned to normal, "Not really."
Hearing this, Cheng Ming looked away regretfully, then looked at Song Zhi again, and said a word coldly: "Get lost."
Although Song Zhi was horrified by Cheng Ming's murderous aura, he was humiliated by the word 'roll', how could he bear it any longer
He tilted his head, looked directly at Huo Yao, and said in a calm voice: "Just asking you to have a meal together, do you have to make such a fuss? After all, we are a family."
Huo Yao raised her hand and stroked the backpack on her shoulders. Her light white fingertips were slender and slender. She nodded playfully, "The word family sounds quite new." After a pause, she said lightly: " So the question is, are we really family?"
(end of this chapter)