An Ruoyao crossed her arms and walked towards Song Yaoyao maliciously, "Then what is your identity to attend this banquet now? Could it be that you are Mr. Huo's lover? In fact, you really should make a DNA, What if Song Weiwei's parents are your biological parents?"
Song Yaoyao lowered her eyes and said nothing.
But An Ruoyao thought she was guilty, so she became even more proud.
"Could it be that I hit the spot? Song Yaoyao, are you afraid?"
As arrogant as her, how could she be afraid
What a delight!
"Finished?"
Song Yaoyao shook off the water droplets on her hands, and lightly raised her eyelashes.
The girl's pupils were pitch-black, as clear as glass, and there was no emotion in her eyes as she looked at her.
The anger, guilty conscience, despair, and fear that An Ruoyao imagined were all missing from Song Yaoyao's eyes.
She watched Song Yaoyao just ignore her, walked past her, and stopped her reflexively.
"Song Yaoyao, you—"
"ah!"
Before she finished speaking, the world was spinning, and An Ruoyao's face had already come into intimate contact with the cold wall.
With her hands twisted behind her back, Song Yaoyao tilted her head, her small hands grabbed her hair and pressed her face hard against the wall by the sink.
"Is there anything else you want to say? Continue now?"
"Ugh... Song Yaoyao!!"
An Ruoyao struggled desperately, "You let go... let me go!"
The girl's delicate face was stained with a bright smile, and she lowered her eyelashes, "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."
Is it because she hasn't hit anyone for so long that these people have forgotten that her temper is not very good
One or two, push the nose to the face, really think she has no temper
"Song, Song Yaoyao... Huh..."
An Ruoyao was out of breath, the two of them were not the only ones in the bathroom, all the guests who came in were frightened by this scene.
Her body stiffened and her voice fell silent for a moment, fearing that someone would discover her identity.
Song Yaoyao was generous, and even had the time to rush over to say hello. With a clean and bright smile, "I'm sorry, I have to solve a little personal problem, please feel free."
Those terrified ladies and gentlemen: "..."
Next, what broke An Ruoyao was that these people actually listened to Song Yaoyao's words and went to the bathroom when they were supposed to go to the bathroom, and washed their hands and put on makeup after they came out.
From the beginning to the end, there was no more gossip.
Are these people not helping? !
The bathroom quickly quieted down.
In the empty corridor, sweet laughter sounded, with some waxy nasal sounds.
"Look, even if I'm a fake daughter, it's so easy to kill you, no one even dares to control me."
An Ruoyao couldn't feel her hands anymore, she couldn't figure out why Song Yaoyao was so strong. Her legs were trembling, her back was bent, and she was in a particularly twisted posture.
The face was even more deformed.
"Song Yaoyao!"
An Ruoyao was devastated, "Aren't you afraid of being known?!"
"Don't be afraid," Song Yaoyao said with crooked eyes, confident and confident, "It's true that I left the Song family, but have you forgotten that I have another identity besides this identity?"
An Ruoyao was stunned.
From the corner of the eye, I saw the girl's domineering expression in the mirror.
"I am still the future mistress of the Huo family."
What is a mere Song family
"How is it possible!" An Ruoyao couldn't believe it.
Song Yaoyao patted her small face lightly, leaned over, and whispered a warning in her ear.
"It's impossible to have nothing to do with you, let me say it again. I, Song Yaoyao, have a bad temper. If you see me in the future, take a detour, understand? Otherwise, I will smash your not-so-beautiful face, and let you spend the rest of your life with me." Ugly as a companion."