Birthday
Song Yaoyao suddenly realized that she was busy every day when she came here, and she forgot about it.
December 9th is her birthday.
"No." She replied coldly, turned around and got in the car.
Huo Jiu was about to close the door when Song Rui hurriedly stopped him.
"It's just a birthday, and I won't force you to stay." Song Rui said anxiously: "And your mother, I will tell her well, and I won't let her target you again. Go back and celebrate your birthday, your brother is sure And I hope you-"
"good."
Huo Jiu was taken aback.
The little girl in the car had already nodded, her bright red lips were pursed slightly, and her dark pupils were bright.
Looking at Song Rui, his emotions were extremely indifferent.
"Only this one time."
Song Wenchuan really hoped that she could live in peace with Song Jingwan and celebrate her birthday together.
But how is it possible to live in peace.
It's just the next best thing.
She didn't think that Song Rui, who hated her, would suddenly bow down and be petty, trying to please her in every possible way.
There must be other reasons for doing so.
But she didn't get to the bottom of it, this time it was because of Song Wenchuan, and it was the only time she made a concession.
9th, 7pm.
Beautiful light boards were hung outside the luxury villa, and star-like lights were hung on the branches. The whole villa was refurbished, and it was completely different from when Song Yaoyao left home.
There is a new lawn inside, with dessert tables and drinks on it.
When Song Yaoyao walked in, there were already many boys and girls sitting beside the table on the lawn.
They talked and laughed, and even built a shed because of the cold weather.
You can enjoy the night view and keep warm.
At the same time, it is also very good-looking, with a full of dreamy style.
The hanging tassel lamps are blown up by the wind, like gorgeous wisteria flowers.
"Song Yaoyao? Why are you here?"
"That's right, didn't it mean that she has left the Song family?"
"Is she here for this birthday? I thought it was Jing Wan's birthday alone!"
The person who spoke was either Song Jingwan's classmate or her good friend.
On the other hand, Song Yaoyao was the only one who came.
The only person who was kind to her, Song Wenchuan, was still in the hospital.
She randomly found an empty seat and sat down, and took out the book Lock Palace Wall from her schoolbag. The book has not been published, but she found someone to customize it individually.
There are some gaps between the lines, which are specially reserved for Song Yaoyao to make revisions and suggestions.
Now, she looks at it every day and communicates her thoughts with Yun Shuihan.
The copyright fee of 10 million yuan, after deducting the share from Yulan's side, Yun Shuihan also got several million yuan.
Therefore, she has resigned from the company now and concentrates on polishing the lock palace wall.
"Hello!"
An Ruoyao folded her arms and leaned against Song Yaoyao's table, and said with a sneer, "This is not a place where you can come, please make room for me. This is a birthday party prepared by Aunt Song for Jing Wan, and it is not for you! "
"Then please tell her to chase me away in person."
Song Yaoyao turned a page calmly, her lowered eyelashes were like butterfly wings.
The breeze blew through her broken hair, her skin was creamy, her lips were red and her teeth were white.
She just sat there quietly, her temperament was calm, and her every move was filled with elegance.
It attracts people to chase her figure involuntarily.
When did this stinky girl become so beautiful? !
An Ruoyao was jealous in her heart, she stretched out her hand to pull, "Everyone knows that you are unpopular, and you still need to be chased away? No one who wants to lose face will stay here. Look around here, the light signs Jingwan's name is all on it, and the perfume lily is what Jingwan likes. And what about you? Where is your favorite thing? Do you have it?"