Song Jingwan watched silently, this was a good opportunity to perform, but she was completely frightened by Huo Yunque's eyes. At this moment, he stood where he was, holding on to his skirt tightly without saying a word.
Huo Ningxi came over and looked at Song Yaoyao who was leaning on Huo Yunque's body, frowning enough to kill a fly.
He felt a little unexplainable displeasure in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Song Yaoyao, stay away from my uncle."
In his heart, uncle is different. He is the head of the Huo family, and at the same time, he is also a person whom Huo Ningxi worships like a god.
Song Yaoyao poked her head out of Huo Yunque's arms when she heard the words, her voice was slightly hoarse, domineering and pampered, "I don't!"
At the same time, she stretched out her small hand and wrapped it tightly around Huo Yunque's waist.
What fiancée and fiancé, are they engaged or have they obtained a certificate? It's just a verbal agreement from the elders, if it's true, Huo Ningxi is a scumbag, and Song Jingwan is a mistress!
Song Jingwan wanted Huo Ningxi, and Song Yaoyao was willing to give her away.
But if you think that you can control her by relying on this relationship, you are very wrong!
"Uncle, is Song Yaoyao pestering you? She hasn't been right since yesterday, you..."
Before he finished speaking, Huo Ningxi's eyes widened in shock.
Huo Yunque bent down, hugged Song Yaoyao into his arms, turned around and strode away.
From the beginning to the end, they didn't even look at him.
If it was before, Huo Ningxi would have gotten used to it. He thought that in this life, no one would be able to fall into my uncle's eyes. In his eyes, the whole world is a boring show, so he is always indifferent.
But now, he treats Song Yaoyao very differently—
The person his father asked him to marry before his death was also a woman Huo Ningxi despised.
How could she be treated differently by my uncle? ! It is undeniable that Huo Ningxi is really sour!
…
When Huo Yunque bent down to hug herself, Song Yaoyao was stunned.
Until she was put into the car, she still opened her big eyes stupidly, unable to remember.
a long time-
Song Yaoyao clenched her small fists tightly, and threw herself into Huo Yunque's arms excitedly, "Brother, brother, did you hug me just now?!! The princess hugged me, right?!"
"Cough..."
Huo Yunque coughed lowly, the little girl seemed to have endless energy. It was like a small shell crashed into his arms, knocking him backwards.
He frowned, and ordered in a deep voice, "Song Yaoyao, let go."
He didn't want to explain what he did just now, and there was no need to explain it.
After speaking, I felt empty in my arms, and the atmosphere in the car was oppressive and extremely quiet.
Huo Yunque's Danfeng eyes slightly drooped, and instantly met a pair of clear and lingling pupils.
The sun shone into the little girl's eyes, sparkling like broken gold. She held her small face, the corners of her bright red and plump lips curled up, and she smiled sweetly.
It turned out not to be angry.
Huo Yunque looked away, with a faint smile in his eyes. He flipped through the documents casually, and said casually, "Aren't your legs numb?"
Song Yaoyao immediately knew what he was going to say next, so as not to be chased away, she suddenly wrinkled her face and said, "Damn! I'm dead! Brother, I feel so bad!"
Her little finger hooked the corner of his clothes, shaking it.
"Still uncomfortable?"
Song Yaoyao raised her lips, "Well, it's uncomfortable~"
Huo Yunque paused, without raising his head: "It's time to go to the hospital for an examination. If the situation is serious, you can consider amputation."