Chapter 396

"This--"

Wei Yuanfan was asked, and he pushed his glasses, "Mr. Song suspects that you have the sequelae of the operation and have another personality?"

He originally asked with a half-joking tone, but when he looked at Song Wenchuan, he realized that his eyes were extraordinarily serious.

"Are you serious? Mr. Song, with all due respect, this is rare in the history of medicine. In fact, I prefer the phenomenon caused by the disorder of your memory just after you woke up..."

Of course Song Wenchuan knew how funny it was for him to say this question, he nodded, "Probably I really thought too much."

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The sky outside the window quickly darkened.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were covered with a layer of mist, and the bustling night scene of the city was hazy when viewed from the top floor.

Song Yaoyao lost control of her emotions today. Even if she stopped crying, her eyes were red and swollen like a rabbit.

Huo Yunque occasionally put down the document and looked up, seeing the little girl who was doing her homework seriously, he couldn't hold back his smile.

Hearing the laughter, Song Yaoyao pouted, slapped the pen in a huff, and stopped writing.

"Brother! You are laughing at me again!"

Huo Yunque's smile subsided, and he waved to her.

The buttons on the collar of the man's shirt were loosened a few times, revealing his sexy Adam's apple and collarbone.

As soon as he waved his hand, Song Yaoyao, who was bewitched by her beauty, had already ran over.

With a big hand, the man grabbed the little girl by the waist and shoved the person into his arms.

"No joke."

Song Yaoyao snorted, leaned her back against Huo Yunque's broad chest, and muttered, "Brother, why don't you ask me why I cry? And why did he suddenly come to you..."

"Everyone has a secret, and maintaining a moderate distance and space will make it easier to get along with each other."

It's not anything that has to break the casserole and ask to the end.

Huo Yunque played with her hair and said in a low voice.

Song Yaoyao wrinkled her nose, "Brother always speaks so profoundly, but I still want to know, what did I—my brother say to you?"

She raised her small head, her eyes were red, like a little rabbit.

This angle was stabbed by the lamp, and it hurt a little, she couldn't help but raised her hand and wanted to rub it.

"Don't touch it," Huo Yunque held her slender wrist, his eyes crossed in thought when he heard this, and his lips hooked, "I really want to know?"

He carried her and walked towards the lounge, where there was a washroom.

Song Yaoyao nodded.

Huo Yunque wiped her eyes with the wet handkerchief, and whispered in her ear: "He said, I'm too old to be worthy of you, so I'd better stay away from you."

"how come!"

Song Yaoyao puffed out her cheeks and nervously pulled Huo Yunque's cuff, "Then...then you didn't promise him?"

Song Yaoyao was pitiful, thinking of his own brother's temperament, this is exactly what he would say.

The eyes of the two met in the mirror, and the little girl was extremely nervous, for fear of getting a positive answer from Huo Yunque.

But seeing the man's Adam's apple rolling, he laughed hoarsely.

He ruffled her black hair with big hands, picked her up and walked out, "I lied to you."

Song Yaoyao stared, "Brother, you are too much!!!"

She angrily pinched the soft flesh around his waist, of course—not willing to hit hard.

"So brother, what did he tell you?"

Huo Yunque didn't smile, until he put her on the bed, and suddenly asked, "Would you like a piece of strawberry cake?"

Song Yaoyao nodded immediately, and said crisply, "Yes!"

The topic was easily diverted.

As for Song Wenchuan, he said at that time: Our family is spoiled, has a bad temper, is squeamish and loves to cry, and is particularly domineering. If she really likes someone, it will be a lifetime thing, and I think Mr. is similar to our family in this regard.

Then, I ask you to take more care in the future.

Good night!