Chapter 478
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
"Hey, Miss Song, please walk slowly!"
Huo Qi watched with trepidation as Song Yaoyao went in. Only then did he have the time to size up the person who came with Song Yaoyao. He was shocked by what he saw.
"Miss Song?"
"Wh-what?" Mu Wei was puzzled.
Song Song Jingwan? That pretty girl in the elevator had also called her that. She seemed to be called Song Jingwan?
Could it be that she really looked like Song Jingwan?
"Sir, you've got the wrong person. I-I'm Mu Wei."
"Mu Wei?"
Huo Qi repeated her name and found it funny. He said disdainfully, "Miss Song, I don't care what tricks you're trying to play this time, but I hope you understand one thing. Miss Song is the future matriarch of the Huo family. Are you sure you can bear the consequences of hurting her? "
His voice was cold and harsh. He looked at Mu Wei as if he was looking at a dead person.
Mu Wei's back stiffened and his hair stood on end.
"I'm really not —"
She raised her small face. Under the light, Huo Qi could clearly see the traces of violence on her face.
Huo Qi was slightly stunned and narrowed his eyes. "You —"
His gaze was sharp as he took in Mu Wei's appearance from head to toe.
Although he had not seen Miss Song many times, the impression she should have was still imprinted in his mind.
The girl in front of him had long hair that reached her waist. However, due to malnutrition, she looked very dull. Also, her dress was of poor quality. Although her skin was fair, there were many flaws.
These were not things that a pampered young lady should have.
But —
Were there really two people who looked so similar in this world?
…
"Brother ~"
The light shone on the man on the sofa. He lowered his eyes and his hand that was holding the wine glass paused slightly. After a while, he raised his eyebrows. Was he hallucinating?
Otherwise, why would he hear the soft voice of a little girl in a place like this?
Thinking of that delicate girl, Huo Yunque couldn't help but smile. A person who was still a child in his eyes would actually take root in his heart one day. Given a little sunlight, it would shine brightly and grow healthily.
In a moment of carelessness, it grew into a towering tree that could blot out the sun.
If he wanted to uproot it, he would have to dig out his heart.
"Brother! Why are you ignoring me? "
A pair of tender arms suddenly wrapped around his neck from behind, and there was a hint of grievance in her voice.
Huo Yunque's eyelids twitched, and he abruptly turned around.
Wasn't that delicate and beautiful face dyed red right in front of his eyes?
He smelled the faint scent of alcohol mixed with the sweet scent of her body, filling his nose.
Huo Yunque's face darkened. He reached out and pulled her in front of him. "Song Yaoyao, who allowed you to drink?"
"I, I drank it myself ~"
Song Yaoyao looked up and giggled. She kept snuggling into his arms. "Brother ignored me just now. I called you so many times!"
She was still complaining on the other end when her chin was suddenly pinched and lifted up.
"Oh —"
The man lowered his head and sniffed lightly.
From head to toe, even her hair was stained with the scent of alcohol.
Huo Yunque's eyes were deep. His fingertips gently caressed her cheeks. It was hot to the touch.
"Where did you come from?"
Song Yaoyao thought for a while. "Upstairs? Downstairs? I don't remember! "She shook her head and pouted." I'm lost, boohoo … "
She clutched the man's shirt and looked aggrieved.
The corners of her beautiful eyes were dyed red. When she blinked, endless ripples appeared, pure and lustful.
(End of chapter)
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