Chapter 23
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You're not my brother.
"You flatter me, Auntie. Jingwan's grades have always been good. Our principal even praised her in front of everyone." Huo Ningxi smiled.
"No, your grades are the best in the whole grade. Compared to you, I still have a lot to learn." Song Jingwan tucked her hair behind her ears and gazed at him with admiration. Her eyes flashed with shyness.
Huo Ningxi paused for a moment, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
Zhou Manli and Song Rui looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction.
Only Song Wen-chuan suddenly stood up and said, "Excuse me." Then he got up and walked towards the stairs.
Zhou Manli frowned and stood up. "Ah Chuan, where are you going?"
"I'll go check on Yaoyao."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Song Jingwan saw this and bit her lower lip without saying a word.
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"Tock tock —"
Song Yaoyao had just dried her hair. In the mirror, the girl's black hair hung down to her waist like a waterfall. Her eyes were black and round, her nose was perky, and her lips were cherry red. Her palm-sized face was delicate and beautiful. She was like a doll placed in a glass display window. Her milky white skin gave people a feeling of fragility.
Hearing the knock on the door, she moved her eyes and slowly went to open the door.
Her little face was full of displeasure, thinking that Song Jingwan was harassing her again.
She opened the door and asked, "Aren't you annoying? Why are you —"
Before she could finish her words, she looked up at the young man in front of her in a daze. "Why are you here?"
Song Wen-chuan listened to her soft voice. When she was angry, she sounded like a little kitten baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
He sneered, "It can't be me? Song Yaoyao, I noticed that you've been out for a while. Your temper seems to have gotten worse. "
Song Yaoyao didn't say anything. She just stared at him with her dark eyes and didn't say anything.
Her freshly washed hair was soft and fluffy, and a few strands of newly grown hair stood on top of her head in a daze. Song Wen-chuan was so adorable that his face was covered in blood.
"Cough …" He clenched his fist and pressed it against his lips. He asked awkwardly, "It's only been a few days, and you're not even calling me big brother anymore?"
Song Yaoyao frowned and pulled a long face. "You're not my brother."
Even if she inherited this body, it didn't mean that she was willing to inherit the original body's interpersonal relationships.
Her glass-like eyes were filled with seriousness, and she didn't seem to be joking. This made the smile on Song Wen-chuan's face disappear bit by bit.
"I'm not your brother? Song Yaoyao, have you been bullied silly by Song Jingwan? "Song Wen-chuan looked at her coldly.
This sentence made Song Yaoyao laugh out loud. "So you know all about it?"
He knew that Song Yaoyao had been wronged and had been bullied by Song Jingwan.
"You're Song Jingwan's brother, not mine. My brother won't sit idly by and watch me be wronged! "
If her brother knew that his little sister, whom he had doted on since childhood, had suffered such a big grievance, he would have wanted to kill someone.
Song Wen-chuan was startled. When the girl in front of him said this, her little head was held high, and her eyes were filled with endless starlight. She was proud and dazzling, and didn't have the slightest bit of grievance.
But who was the person who made her proud?
He couldn't deny that his heart was a little sour.
Song Wen-chuan asked sourly, "You have other brothers?"
In response, he was slammed on the door, and an irritable sentence that couldn't be concealed.
"It's none of your business!"
"Damn …"
Song Wen-chuan took two steps back and touched the bridge of his nose.
If he hadn't retreated in time, his nose would have been smashed crooked by Song Yaoyao. He shook his head and laughed, and suddenly felt relieved.
"It's good to have a bad temper, so that you won't be bullied every day."
Rubbing his hands, he wanted everyone's votes.
(End of chapter)
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