Chapter 47
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Song Yaoyao was startled, as if she had been discovered.
She didn't know why, but she clearly didn't treat Song Wen-chuan as her brother. But as soon as she heard his voice, Song Yaoyao immediately panicked.
"Brother …"
The little girl tugged at him and begged softly. Her cheeks were as red as blood, and her eyes were watery as she begged pitifully for mercy.
Huo Yunque smiled and asked, "Are you still going to mess around in the future?"
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and said timidly, "I don't dare anymore."
"Okay, you can go now."
Huo Yunque finally let go of his hand and let her go.
Song Yaoyao let out a long sigh of relief. She felt that she had finally regained control of her body. Like a little loach, she hurriedly pushed open the door and slipped out of the car.
Song Wen-chuan was walking over. When he saw Huo Qi's face clearly, his eyes turned cold.
"You …"
Huo Qi smiled and stretched out his hand. "I'm the seventh of the Huo family's Twelve Upper Guards. Please forgive me for my sudden visit."
Song Wen-chuan's gaze fell on Song Yaoyao, who had just walked out of the car. He frowned slightly and stretched out his hand. "I've heard a lot about you."
The Huo family's Twelve Upper Guards were the personal guards of the head of the family. They were only loyal to the head of the family. Most of them were orphans, and they were raised from a young age.
Now that Huo Qi of the Twelve Upper Guards had appeared, the person in the car was …
His guess was right. The man pushed open the door and got out of the car.
He was dressed simply, and his face was unexpectedly young. However, when he appeared, he had a strong aura that could only be cultivated by being in a high position for a long time. His every movement was elegant and noble. All of this silently told Song Wen-chuan one thing.
The person who sent his sister home was actually the reclusive Mr. Huo of the Huo family in Feng City!
"Yaoyao, you …" His expression was complicated. When he met Song Yaoyao's reddened eyes, his brows furrowed even more. "Who bullied you?"
He didn't care and directly asked this question in front of this person.
If the high society was divided into ranks, then the Huo family had already jumped out of these circles and had become an unapproachable existence. If he wanted to, he could easily make a century-old family disappear from Feng City...
The Song family was no exception.
"Hmm?"
Song Yaoyao walked around the car with the cake in her hand. She didn't expect Song Wenchuan to ask this.
She glanced at Huo's's's's's.
Song Wenchuan silently clenched his fists when he saw that she wasn't telling the truth. He suddenly walked up to Huo Jinyao and looked straight into his deep and calm eyes. "Mr. Huo, my sister is still young. If she has offended you in any way, as her older brother, I would like to apologize on her behalf. Can you please be magnanimous and let her off this once? "
The night was quiet, and very few people passed by the villa area at night.
Huo Yunque twirled the prayer beads in his hand and smiled casually. "Oh? Why do you say that? "
His tone was calm. He wasn't aggressive at all. Compared to the rumors, he was gentle.
However, Song Wenchuan's back suddenly stiffened. The man's gaze fell on him, and he was imposing without being angry. His strong aura was so oppressive that people didn't even dare to raise their heads.
Song Wen-chuan gritted his teeth. "My sister is timid. Although I don't know how she got to know you, a little girl like her doesn't belong in the same world as you."
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