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Chapter 1006

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Dressed in home clothes, the girl who looked like a high school student stood on the stairs and answered matter-of-factly.

Uncle Zhang smiled.

Huo Qi closed his shocked mouth and rubbed his hands. "Miss Song, what's the content of the third episode? Will Liu Yan kill her official mother directly? "

"Yes —"

Uncle Zhang shook his head and smiled as he watched Song Yaoyao tease Huo Qi.

Huo Qi's eyes widened. "Ah? Really?! "

"Yes." Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes at him. "Her stepmother is dead. The finale will be tomorrow."

Then what was there to show?

Who didn't know that the protagonist would defeat evil and take revenge in the end?

But —

Didn't the audience want to see the twists and turns in the story? The more complicated and tangled, the better. The audience often couldn't help but chase after the show while scolding.

Huo Qi stared blankly as Song Yaoyao brushed past him.

He finally reacted …

"Miss Song! You tricked me! "

"Heh."

What else could it be?

She acted coquettishly at Uncle Zhang. "Uncle Zhang, I'm hungry ~ ~"

"Hey, I'll ask someone to make supper for you. What do you want to eat?" Uncle Zhang's heart softened when he heard her call him that. He smiled like a flower and looked at Song Yaoyao lovingly.

"I want to eat cake!" Song Yaoyao's eyes sparkled.

Uncle Zhang wanted to say something but stopped. "Ahem, why don't you change —"

"Aiya, I want to eat this! I haven't eaten it in a long time! Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang ~ ~ "Song Yaoyao whispered," Uncle Zhang, since my brother isn't here, I'll eat it secretly. Just a little, okay ~ ~ "

"Ahem …"

After Song Yaoyao finished speaking, she suddenly felt that the atmosphere was too quiet.

She blinked and suddenly felt someone pinching the back of her neck.

A magnetic and cold voice sounded from behind her. "No."

"Big brother!!"

Song Yaoyao was so shocked that she almost jumped up. She turned around abruptly and stared with her round almond eyes. "You, when did you come …"

She felt a little guilty and her eyes flickered. She didn't dare to look straight into Huo Yunque's eyes.

"When someone wanted to eat desserts without telling me."

Huo Yunque ordered, "Make something light for her. When I'm not around, don't give her any desserts."

"Big brother!! How could you do this?! "

Song Yaoyao pouted and angrily waved her little fists in protest.

Huo Yunque simply reached out his large palm and wrapped it around her small fist. He led her to the dining room.

"Yes, that's how I am."

"Hey —"

When he admitted it, Song Yaoyao didn't know what to say.

She pursed her lips. "I was originally quite happy. Brother, have you watched my drama? Even Huo Qi saw it! "

Huo Yunque paused. "No."

"Ha!"

Song Yaoyao sneered. She flung his hand away and put her hands on her hips.

"Huo Qi saw it too. As the fiancé, you don't care about your fiancée's career at all! Is this appropriate? It's not appropriate at all!! "

She stomped her way forward and sat down on the soft chair.

Huo Yunque had just sat down beside her when Song Yaoyao quickly snorted and moved to the other side.

Huo Yunque facepalmed. "It's my negligence. I'll look at it when I have time, okay?"

"It's too late."

Song Yaoyao lifted her chin and looked at him from the corner of her eyes. "Anyway, you're a person of great status who forgets things. I don't expect you to do anything. Sigh, in the end, I still have to shoulder everything by myself. "

She held her little face and leaned her elbows on the table. She frowned and said in a heavy tone, "What a pity!!"

Huo Yunque: "…" He sized up Song Yaoyao. Song Yaoyao was also looking at him.

Their eyes met for a moment. Then, Song Yaoyao snorted and quickly looked away.

(End of Chapter)

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