"In no mood!"
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips, and tugged at his sleeves aggrievedly, "They don't like me, Mrs. Song also said that if I leave, don't go back, just treat me as dead, without my daughter..."
"Nonsense!" Zhou Manli stood up suddenly, "When did I say such a thing?"
What a Song Yaoyao, she even sued.
Song Rui frowned and grabbed Zhou Manli.
He said gently and dotingly: "It's true that your mother did something wrong. May I ask her to apologize to you?"
He didn't care about Song Yaoyao not even calling her mother, but Zhou Manli, Mrs. Song.
Song Yaoyao hid from Huo Yunque's side, humming softly, "I don't care."
Who cares about her apology? Worthless.
The little girl snuggled up beside him, like a kitten afraid of being abandoned.
"Brother, don't drive me away, okay~" The little girl looked at him pitifully, with tears in her eyes, "I eat very little! Just a little—"
She squeezed her fingers together, the gap between them was no more than one centimeter.
Look at the poor tight.
"Cough..."
Huo Ningxi rolled his eyes and snorted inwardly.
So what if you eat less? Did you know that what you eat every day is flown in from all over the country, with the freshest ingredients every day
Eat less and count the most you eat all day long!
big eater!
Phew, little liar!
"This child is self-willed." Song Rui shook his head, nodding at Song Yaoyao cheerfully, looking like a loving father.
Zhou Manli's eyes flickered, and her tone softened, "You are still young, you always live outside, and people will gossip."
"What gossip?" Song Yaoyao tilted her head, her dark eyes looked directly into hers, as if she could see through her little thoughts one by one.
"Don't be self-willed, it's not convenient to stay here all the time when you go home with your parents, and it will also affect Mr. Huo's reputation," Zhou Manli said in a deep voice, avoiding her sight.
"What your mother said is true, and next month will be your birthday and your sister's birthday. Mom and Dad will make a big deal for you. What if you don't go back?"
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips, "Brother, you also think that I live here, and it's not good for your reputation?"
"No problem."
"Look!" Upon receiving Huo Yunque's answer, Song Yaoyao immediately became happy, she raised her chin proudly, "Brother doesn't care, what else do you have to say?"
"This—" Song Rui was speechless.
Unexpectedly, Huo Yunque spoiled Song Yaoyao to such an extent.
Zhou Manli had other ideas in her heart, so she couldn't let Song Yaoyao live with Huo Yunque every day.
She frowned and said in disapproval: "Mr. Huo, as a mother, my words may be harsh, but they are from my heart. You see, she is still young, she is only eighteen years old! Although the Huo family has a great family , but they are all men, letting a little girl live here is not good for her reputation. Look... how about you help persuade her?"
"I don't care about fame either."
Song Yaoyao clutched Huo Yunque's sleeve, "What do other people's words have to do with me? At worst, I'll marry my brother, so they can't gossip, right?"
"puff-"
Huo Ningxi spat out a mouthful of water, staring, "Song Yaoyao, how dare you say that!"
Huo Yunque glanced at him lightly, causing Huo Ningxi to feel a chill on the back of his neck for no reason, and he raised his hand to touch it.
I murmured in my heart: What does uncle's eyes mean
Do you really like Song Yaoyao? No!
Let him be called Aunt Song Yaoyao, it is better to kill him!