"elder brother… "
Song Jingwan's eyes were swollen from crying, she sobbed and apologized, "If you want to blame, you can blame me. I didn't stop Yaoyao, which put her in danger. I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."
"Wanwan, don't cry. It's that stinky girl who wants to leave by herself. She can't stop her. What does it have to do with you?" Zhou Manli quickly grabbed her hand and patted it.
Song Wenchuan loosened his tie and scratched his hair irritably.
Angry, she smiled back, "Do you think something happened to her, and you can get rid of the relationship? Jingwan, I always think that no matter how bad-minded a girl is, she can't be so bad. You have to remember, be gentle with her." It's your sister."
After that, he turned and slammed the door and left.
"Brother—" Song Jingwan chased after two steps, watching the door close in front of her eyes, a dark light flickered in her eyes.
She sniffed and sobbed softly.
It rained all night, and the next day was still foggy and the weather was getting colder.
"Tuk-tuk-"
"Miss Song, are you up yet?"
The door opened, and the well-dressed Song Yaoyao greeted Jiang Tao with a smile, "Good morning, sister Jiang Tao~"
Hearing that she suddenly called her elder sister in a soft voice, Jiang Tao's heart skipped a beat.
Her complexion did not change, she lowered her head slightly, "Good morning."
"Has brother woke up?" Song Yaoyao briskly walked downstairs.
"My husband always gets up very early, but now there are only young and old in the dining room, and my husband doesn't like to eat breakfast. At this point, he should be in the conservatory."
Jiang Tao explained slowly, as if he was very familiar with Huo Yunque.
Song Yaoyao tilted her head, "Huh? Is that so? Then please call my brother for me. I want him to accompany me to have breakfast!"
The girl looks bright and gorgeous, like a flower in bud, and she looks bright when she smiles.
Jiang Tao's eyes flashed, and he said in surprise: "But Mr. never eats breakfast—"
"That's because the right person didn't show up," Song Yaoyao smiled, "but it's different now."
"Excuse me, tell brother, I'll wait for him in the dining room, tell him to hurry up ~ remember, if he doesn't come, I won't eat!" The girl's melodious voice was like jumping notes, and her slim figure walked down the spiral staircase And down.
Willful and pampered.
Jiang Tao shook hands beside her, and after a long while, she went downstairs and walked outside.
Even if it is far away, Jiang Tao can still see that peerless and independent figure among all kinds of precious flowers.
The man was wearing a turtleneck sweater, and the moist air seemed to engulf his brows and eyes, making him look more and more attractive, like the breeze and the moon.
Who would have thought that the Patriarch of the Huo family, who could cause global economic turmoil by stomping his feet, was such a young man
Her heart was surging, and she barely restrained her ups and downs, and walked towards the greenhouse.
"Sir—" The tone couldn't hide the expectation, hoping that he could look back at her.
However, the ending is bound to disappoint her.
"explain."
The man was very calm, as if all his patience was given to the flowers in the greenhouse, and he was bending over to trim the branches and leaves.
Jiang Tao curled up his fingertips, "Miss Song has woken up."
"Well."
In the corner of the flower room, a Chinese rose was in full bloom, and one of the rose petals was in full bloom.
He cut it off casually, hanging down his eyes and playing with it in his hand.
"She said she wanted you to accompany her to breakfast, and if you don't come, she won't have breakfast—"
After finishing speaking, the corners of Jiang Tao's lips ticked undetectably.
You know, what Mr. hates the most is people who are arrogant and push their feet.