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Chapter 396

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"This —"

Wei Yuanfan was asked. He pushed up his glasses and said, "Mr. Song, are you suspecting that you've developed another personality after the surgery?"

He asked in a half-joking tone, but when he met Song Wen-chuan's eyes, he realized that his eyes were especially serious.

"Are you serious? Mr. Song, forgive me for being blunt, but this is rare in the history of medicine. Actually, I'm more inclined to believe that you've just woken up and have a memory disorder … "

Of course, Song Wen-chuan knew how funny his question was. He nodded and said, "I'm probably overthinking it."

*

The sky outside the window quickly darkened.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were covered with a thin layer of fog. Looking out from the top floor, the bustling night view of the city was hazy.

Song Yaoyao had lost control of her emotions today. Even though she had stopped crying, her eyes were red and swollen like a rabbit's.

Huo Yunque occasionally put down his documents and looked up. When he saw the girl doing her homework seriously, he couldn't help but smile.

Hearing the laughter, Song Yaoyao pouted. She angrily slapped her pen and stopped writing.

"Brother! You're laughing at me again! "

Huo Yunque stopped smiling and waved at her.

A few buttons on the man's shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his sexy Adam's apple and collarbone.

As soon as he waved his hand, Song Yaoyao, who was mesmerized by his beauty, ran over.

The man grabbed the girl's waist and stuffed her into his arms.

"I'm not laughing."

Song Yaoyao snorted. She leaned against Huo Yunque's broad chest and mumbled, "Brother, aren't you going to ask me why I'm crying? And why did he suddenly come looking for you … "

"Everyone has secrets. Maintaining an appropriate amount of distance and space will allow us to get along better."

It wasn't necessary to get to the bottom of everything.

Huo Yunque played with her hair and said softly.

Song Yaoyao wrinkled her nose and said, "Brother, you're always so profound. But I still want to know, what did my brother say to you?"

She raised her head and her eyes were red like a little rabbit's.

Being pierced by the light from this angle, it hurt a little. She couldn't help but raise her hand to rub it.

"Don't touch it." Huo Yunque held her slender wrist. He pondered for a moment and smiled. "Do you really want to know?"

He carried her to the lounge. There was a washroom inside.

Song Yaoyao nodded.

Huo Yunque wiped her eyes with a wet handkerchief and whispered in her ear, "He said that I'm too old for you and that I'd better stay away from you."

"How could this be?!"

Song Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks and tugged at Huo Yunque's sleeves nervously. "Then … then you didn't promise him, right?"

Song Yaoyao looked pitiful. Thinking of her brother's temperament, these words were indeed like what he would say.

Their eyes met in the mirror. The little girl was extremely nervous, afraid that she would get a positive answer from Huo Yunque.

However, the man's Adam's apple bobbed as he chuckled hoarsely.

He ruffled her black hair and carried her out. "I was lying."

Song Yaoyao glared at him. "Brother, you're too much!"

She pinched his waist angrily. Of course, she couldn't bear to hit him too hard.

"So, brother, what exactly did he say to you?"

Huo Yunque smiled but didn't say anything. It wasn't until he put her on the bed that he suddenly asked, "Do you want a piece of strawberry cake?"

Song Yaoyao immediately nodded and said crisply, "Yes!"

The topic was easily changed.

At that time, Song Wen-chuan said, "Our Yaoyao is spoiled. She has a bad temper, is delicate, cries, and is especially domineering. If she really likes someone, it will be a matter of a lifetime. I think Sir is similar to our Yaoyao in this aspect.

Then, I'll have to ask you to be more tolerant in the future. " Mobile users, please browse for a better reading experience from Love Network.

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