Chapter 497
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
I'm Not a Saint
The car brushed past Mu Wei's clothes as it sped away. She held the banknotes in her hand, feeling confused.
Mu Wei had already mentally prepared herself to do whatever Song Yaoyao asked her to do as long as it did not violate her moral bottom line.
But —
Song Yaoyao had asked her to get off halfway.
She had even given her so much money to find a hotel to stay in.
In the car, Hou Jiu couldn't help but ask, "Miss Song, why didn't you bring her back directly?"
Wouldn't that be more convenient?
"Why should I bring her back?"
The girl nestled in the back seat looked down. The light outside the window flashed past her small face, reflecting an expressionless face. "Am I close to her?"
"Uh …"
Hou Jiu really couldn't understand Song Yaoyao. She was as childish as a child sometimes and would make mistakes. But when she was cold, she was more heartless than anyone else.
"I thought you would at least help her because you liked her."
After all, six million was not a small amount.
Especially since Song Yaoyao had never touched the money in her account. Tonight was the first time.
"Pfft —"
Upon hearing that, soft laughter could be heard from the back seat.
Song Yaoyao bent her knees and cupped her face with her hands. "Hou Jiu, you're so naive."
In the dimly lit car, her voice sounded strangely cold. "Do you really think that I can like her when I look at her face? Since I've spent six million, this six million has to be worth it. " Her beautiful petal-like lips curled up and her eyes curved. "After all, I don't like to make losses and I'm not a saint."
She saved her not because she was soft-hearted, but because she had other motives.
From the first time she saw her —
Since Mu Wei had bumped into her and happened to be trapped in the swamp, this was a gift from God. This was an opportunity given to her by the heavens. Would she be a fool if she didn't grab it?
The girl's voice was still sweet and soft, but it made Huo Qi shudder for no reason.
His scalp went numb.
Sure enough, how could someone who could catch the eye of Mister be an innocent little bunny?
If you want to treat her like a little white rabbit, then you deserve to be eaten until nothing is left. You still don't know how you were eaten!
"Miss Song is wise." Hou Jiu was full of admiration for her, and the villain in his heart raised the flag high.
Song Yaoyao's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled.
Her deep dimples were like the sweetest honey in the world.
"There's one more thing ~ I don't like my territory to be contaminated with a hateful aura. So, Hou Jiu, you understand, right?"
"Yes …"
Hou Jiu smiled bitterly. "These things will never reach Sir's ears. Please rest assured."
It seemed that he would have to inform Fang Gan about this.
Although Huo Yunque had a lot of power, he rarely investigated what Song Yaoyao did or who she met every day.
He gave her the greatest degree of freedom and privacy, and he was confident that no matter how high or far she flew, she would eventually return to his arms obediently.
This was the confidence of a mature man. He would never worry about personal gains and losses.
…
"Brother, are you asleep ~"
The door opened a crack, and a small head popped out from outside.
The little girl seemed to still be exuding water vapor from her shower, and she ran in in her pajamas.
The man who was sitting by the bed reading a book didn't even raise his head. He waved at Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao ran closer, crouched down, and squeezed between the man's arms into his arms.
Then she climbed on his body with her hands and feet.
Huo Yunque smiled. He didn't help or stop her. He leaned against the headboard and let her do as she pleased.
Politely asking for a vote
Then he asked everyone if they needed Brin to do an activity. Because he had drawn Yaoyao's character design, many of the little cuties were looking forward to it. Brin would be releasing more on the 29th of the month, so there might be an activity on that day.
Basically, it would be custom-made pillows, small pendants, canvas bags, cups, and other small things. However, an activity would naturally involve rewards. He didn't know if there would be any little cuties, so he asked first. Otherwise, wouldn't it be too miserable if no one participated in the activity?
(End of Chapter)
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