Chapter 659 The Loser Wants...

"Oh?"

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw a man with notes all over his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

He raised his forehead, "Who is that?"

Song Yaoyao: "Grandpa Shen's grandson, Shen Xun."

"And what about them—"

He twirled his fingers in a circle, his eyes interested.

"My classmates are all very stupid, and there is no point in fighting them." Song Yaoyao sighed, "Probably, this is the loneliness of the strong!"

"Oh? So confident?"

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and smiled playfully.

"I'll call you home."

Song Yaoyao is now swollen, she raised her chin, and complied with a smug sigh: "Okay! Explain in advance, I won't let you!"

"Can."

Huo Yunque pursed his lips, and rubbed his fingers on the tape mark on her face, "But the stakes need to be changed."

"Change? Change what?"

Shen Hongyang sent off another group of guests, and he was full of smiles. Huo Yunque was willing to attend the banquet tonight, which was considered a big face for the Shen family.

Huo Yunque's line of sight swept across the front, and only the two of them could vaguely hear the deliberately lowered voice.

"The loser, promise the other party a condition, no matter what—"

The magnetic hoarse voice sounded low in the ear, which was heart-wrenching.

The little beast that evoked Song Yaoyao's heart, her eyes were rolling, and she had already seen her victory.

She nodded readily, "Okay! Just bet! Whoever repents will be the little pig."

This is what Huo Yunque was waiting for, and he silently hooked his thin lips.

"it is good."

"Mr. Huo, I'm really sorry, I'm really busy today, so..."

"It's okay."

Shen Hongyang smiled and chatted with Huo Yunque.

In the distance, the Song Rui family of four had already planned to leave, and their status was not worthy of Shen Hongyang's personal gift. Originally, it was planned to go over and say hello, which was regarded as a goodbye.

But when he saw a group of people standing at the door, he was stunned.

"That's--beautiful?"

It's been a long time since he hadn't seen him, and he couldn't bear the appearance of the daughter who had been neglected.

She seems to have grown taller, and they all say that the eighteenth female university has changed. The moon-white cheongsam with tangled branches outlines her more and more slender curves.

The man next to him, Song Rui, is no stranger to him. Who doesn't know the sensation he caused at the banquet?

At this time, she stood quietly beside the man, obviously the two of them didn't communicate much, but no one doubted their relationship.

At this moment, the man took the coat handed over by the bodyguard and draped it gently over her shoulders. The two seemed to say something softly, Song Yaoyao turned her back to the crowd, and he couldn't see Song Yaoyao's expression. But presumably, it must be smiling.

Because Huo Yunque's eyes that looked at everyone with indifference and indifference, ripples of laughter appeared, gentle.

He wrapped his arms around her shoulders like a guardian, glanced at her from time to time, and then went to talk to the people next to him.

Before she knew it, she had come so far and became unattainable.

And the man beside her was like an emperor. The stars adorn the moon, extravagance and elegance.

Even if he looks so young, any of the business circles around him can be his elders. But at this time, when they were talking, they could vaguely see the respect for him.

In business, seniority is nothing. The most real thing is power and status, and this is what makes people surrender.

Zhou Manli followed the sound, and her eyes flashed when she came into contact with Song Yaoyao's back.

"Go, go over and say hello."

Song Rui walked away.

Zhou Manli said uncomfortably, "If you want to go by yourself, I won't go."