Chapter 28
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Huo Yao's gaze was pure, and it was obvious that she was not lying.
Song Ning instinctively cursed her eldest son in her heart for being such a sensible daughter. How dare he say that his little sister had a bad temper!
"Ahem. I'm glad you're not mad. Your dad said that he will send you to school tomorrow, so you can sleep in," said Song Ning hurriedly.
"Okay."
"Go to bed early. Don't stay up too late. I'm leaving now," said Song Ning before she turned to leave.
"Mom, hold on." Huo Yao suddenly stopped her. Then she turned around and went into the house.
Before long, Huo Yao returned to the door and handed a porcelain bottle to Song Ning. "Take one pill every three days. Your migraine will be gone in a month."
Song Ning took the porcelain bottle in a daze. "Did your friend send this?"
She recalled what her daughter had said a few days ago and the parcel she had received today.
Huo Yao mumbled, "Uh huh."
She held the porcelain bottle for a while. "Thank your friend for me. She's very kind," said Song Ning with a smile.
Although the incense pill her daughter had given her was effective, she did not have high hopes of curing her migraine completely. However, she was happy that her daughter had good intentions.
Huo Yao could tell that Song Ning did not really believe her, so she smiled and did not explain further.
***
The next morning.
Huo Yao came downstairs in a casual outfit. Her long ponytail was tied up, and she had a small rucksack slung over her shoulder. Although she looked plain, she gave off a cool vibe with her bright and chiseled face.
Song Ning could not help clicking her tongue in her heart when she saw her daughter like this. Other people relied on their clothes to make them look good, but her daughter relied on her clothes to make her look good.
However...
"Yaoyao, why aren't you wearing the clothes I bought for you? Do you not like them? " Song Ning crossed her arms in front of her chest. She suddenly felt that the clothes she had chosen were not good enough for her daughter.
Huo Yao hurriedly explained in order to prevent her from saying that she was rich if she didn't like it. "I'm just used to wearing trousers. Plus, I'll change into the uniform when I go to school." Huo Yao's eyes lit up.
Song Ning said, "Fine, it's my fault. I'll get you some more pants later."
A salty, sweet, handsome, and cool daughter must be arranged!
"..."
Huo Jinyan put down his newspaper and picked up the card he had prepared beforehand. He walked over to Huo Yao and said, "Yao, I didn't get you anything, and I don't know what you like. Here's a gift for you at the start of school. There's no limit to how much you can spend."
Huo Yao's lips twitched again. She looked at the black card with a complicated look in her eyes.
Didn't they say they were from a poor family?
Black cards and casually spending. Why did it give off a sense of a secret wealthy family?
Huo Jinyan suddenly recalled that Huo Yao had grown up in a small county when he saw the blank look on her daughter's face. He contemplated for a few seconds before he stuffed the card into her hand and said, "Take the card.
The password is your birthday. It's okay if you're not used to using cards. I'll go to the bank later and withdraw some cash for you! "
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