Chapter 78 Is It a Flower for Me?

If you do this, just wait to be kicked out of the Huo family!

Never thought, just as the voice fell, a hoarse laughter suddenly escaped from the flower room.

Huo Yunque threw down the scissors, and the frost in his eyes seemed to melt in an instant.

"Squeamish-"

He shook his head and strode past Jiang Tao.

From beginning to end, he never looked at her.

"This……"

Jiang Tao's legs softened, and he barely supported the shelf next to him and muttered, "How is this possible?"

Why is the husband not only not angry, but also indulgent and indulgent?

What exactly went wrong...

*

Huo Ningxi didn't even bother to look at Song Yaoyao, she turned around and sent a message with her phone.

nx: Song Yaoyao ran away from home?

Wanwan: Huh? Nothing... how is it possible, Yaoyao is eating at home now. [/cute]

nx: The person sitting in front of me is a ghost?

Huo Ningxi rolled her eyes, raised her hand and took a photo to send.

"pat..."

Song Jingwan shook her hand, the spoon fell on the table, and a piece of porridge was spilled.

"Jing Wan, what's the matter?" Song Rui frowned. There was no news of Song Yaoyao all night, which made his heart sink.

"I..." Song Jingwan took a deep breath, her hands trembling slightly, "No, nothing..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone was suddenly taken away by someone.

Song Wenchuan pinched his eyebrows, glanced at the ongoing conversation, and looked at Song Jingwan with a look of disappointment, "What is this? Do you know that Song Yaoyao's news was deliberately concealed?"

"I..." Song Jingwan hurriedly grabbed the phone, her eyes turning red, "Brother, how can you look at other people's privacy? It's so annoying!"

"What news? Jingwan knows Yayao's whereabouts?"

Song Rui narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Jingwan.

"Dad...I, I just don't know what to say," Song Jingwan almost clenched her silver teeth, she whispered, "She seems to be with Ning Xi, I..."

"That couldn't be better—"

Song Rui breathed a sigh of relief and was overjoyed.

"Where is she? Ah Chuan, go and bring her back."

Song Jingwan's face froze, she lowered her head, resentful.

"I know."

"Brother..." Song Jingwan stopped him abruptly, her eyes a bit crazy, "Do you believe it or not, even if you pick her up, she won't come back?"

"She likes Ning Xi so much! She finally got an opportunity, how could she let it go?! It's a pity that she even used Mr. Huo to get close to Ning Xi. Now that she is with Ning Xi, if Mr. Huo finds out... She smiled and asked faintly, "What will happen?"

"What did you say—!" Song Rui stood up suddenly, his eyes rounded.

*

"Song Yaoyao, when will you leave my house?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Song Yaoyao shook her feet, "If you don't like me, then go and tell my brother~"

"Shameless! My uncle is so many years older than you, yet you still..."

"elder brother!"

Song Yaoyao turned her head and saw the person she wanted to see. Her voice changed suddenly, sweet and soft.

Huo Ningxi gritted his teeth, what a damn difference!

"Sit down."

Holding her upturned chair with big hands, Huo Yunque sat down beside her, "Eat."

"Okay~" Song Yaoyao was obedient, and suddenly saw a bright red in the corner of the light, and was instantly excited, "Brother, is it a flower for me?"

Huo Yunque put it on the table casually, "No."

But when I saw it, a vivid and charming little face did emerge in my mind.

"Oh……"

Song Yaoyao pouted, and quietly crawled and crawled on the table with her little hands. Then, like a thief, she quickly stole the flower.

"It's mine now~"

Red rose flower language represents warm love

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