Chapter 381
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She's about to wake up. Bodyguards are leaving.
Song Jingwan thought, that's because you don't know Song Yaoyao.
In Huo Ningxi's heart, Song Yaoyao was different.
Speaking of the devil, Jingwan quickly winked at Song Jingwan and shouted, "Oh my, Jingwan! What should we do? I can't help you up there by myself! Eh? Mr. Huo, you came just in time. Oh, Mr. Huo — Mr. Huo! "
In the winter, the boy's entire body was filled with coldness. He pursed his thin lips tightly and walked upstairs without looking back.
Relying on his long legs, he took two or three steps at a time and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Song Jingwan's smile froze on his face.
An Ruoyao said sheepishly, "Jingwan, don't be sad. Mr. Huo is probably in a bad mood."
Her nails dug into her palms as she nodded. "Yes, I know. Yao Yao, support me a little, let's walk up. "
An Ruoyao's heart ached when he saw how determined she was. He even started to resent Huo Ningxi. What did this person think she was? How could he treat Jingwan so indifferently? Who did he think he was?
"Jingwan, why don't you just rest at home? Why do you have to go back and forth?"
Song Jingwan smiled. "The exam is coming soon. I don't want to drag everyone down."
Hearing this, An Ruoyao immediately remembered. "Oh right, the bet between our class one and class three …"
"I'll do my best."
This time, Song Jingwan did not pretend to speak for Song Yaoyao. Her eyes were bright and her voice was still gentle. An Ruoyao was surprised by her reaction. "Jingwan, why did you suddenly think it through?"
"It's about Class One's honor. Since she gambled, she should have the courage to bear the consequences, right?" Song Jingwan pursed her lips and smiled. "She's already an adult. I can't always deal with the aftermath for her. Since that's the case … I'll let her understand it herself."
An Ruoyao was overjoyed. "I'm glad that you think that way. Let's go, let's go. We must do our best! Completely crush the trash from Class Three! "
Yes, trash.
Song Jingwan was helped up the stairs.
She narrowed her eyes and looked past the window in the stairwell.
He didn't know where to look.
…
Song Yaoyao received news on the second day of Christmas that Song Wen-chuan had regained consciousness and might wake up soon.
Now, when she spoke to him, his eyelashes would tremble slightly, but he still didn't have the strength to open his eyes.
However, this proved that he had at least the ability to sense the outside world.
"Hou Jiu, withdraw the people outside."
Hou Jiu nodded.
Wei Yuanfan was puzzled. "Miss Song, I thought you didn't like Mrs. Song to disturb Mr. Song? If the people outside are withdrawn … "
Wouldn't that crazy woman come to make trouble again?
Song Yaoyao pulled out the silver needle and said indifferently, "He's not me. No matter how bad that woman is, she gave birth to him. I can't force others to be like me."
Of course, she wouldn't dislike Song Wen-chuan because of this.
Wei Yuanfan was stunned and then apologized in shame.
"I'm sorry, I was too narrow-minded. It's true."
He didn't expect this young girl in front of him to be so open-minded at such a young age.
Nine out of ten things didn't go your way. Today, he could stop Zhou Manli, but what about tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?
Song Wen-chuan was about to wake up.
Zhou Manli wouldn't force Song Wen-chuan to transfer to another hospital.
*
When Huo Yunque returned to the Huo residence that night, it was already ten o 'clock at night.
The headlights illuminated a figure.
Uncle Zhang was holding an umbrella, which was covered with a layer of snow.
"You don't have to wait here. Go back and rest early."
(End of chapter)
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