Chapter 540
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Is he really going to like this?
It was so quiet that Song Yaoyao jumped in fright.
She covered her face guiltily. Her eyes flickered, but she didn't dare to look at Uncle Zhang's face.
She lowered her head, afraid that Uncle Zhang would see through her.
Uncle Zhang looked down and said with a smile, "I'm here to see if there's anything else you need. Have the guests left?"
"Yes, yes, he just left."
Song Yaoyao nodded repeatedly. She was extremely obedient.
She couldn't sit still, and her back was ramrod straight.
"That's good. Miss Song has worked hard today. Go back to your room and rest early. If you need anything, just ring the bell. "
Song Yaoyao agreed. Seeing that Uncle Zhang was about to leave, she suddenly called out to him, "Uncle Zhang, that —"
"Hmm? Is there anything else? "
Uncle Zhang looked at Song Yaoyao lovingly and asked softly.
"Cough, no, nothing …"
Song Yaoyao felt that her throat was about to burn. She lowered her head and played with her fingers. She said softly, "Uncle Zhang, you should rest early too. Good, good night."
"Miss Song, good night."
Uncle Zhang really felt that Song Yaoyao was very well-behaved, approachable, and very polite.
He agreed with what Old Master Huo said. If Old Madame was still alive, she would love Miss Song more than anyone else.
Because she was really too lovable!
Soon, only the cleaning servants were left in the hall. Uncle Zhang went off to arrange something.
She clenched her fists and walked with unsteady hands and feet.
She almost tripped and fell.
"Hey, Miss Song, be careful! Would you like me to walk you upstairs? Have you been drinking? "
Fortunately, the servant next to her was quick enough to support her and asked worriedly.
"No, no need."
Song Yaoyao shook her head, but when she heard the maid's words, her eyes lit up as if she had been reminded of something. She suddenly grabbed the maid's hand.
The maid was startled.
Song Yaoyao asked anxiously, "Is there any more wine?"
"Wine, wine?"
The servant didn't understand why Miss Song still wanted wine when the dinner was already over.
However, as the future mistress of the Huo Family, she was now half a master. Naturally, all her requests would be fulfilled.
"Yes, please wait a moment, I'll go get it for you."
"Oh, oh, okay."
Song Yaoyao took a deep breath. Looking at her back, she reminded her, "Bring me a bottle. I need it!"
"Okay, Miss Song."
…
Song Yaoyao took a bottle of red wine from the servant. After thanking her, she calmly walked towards the stairs.
When no one could see her expression, her calm demeanor instantly collapsed. A pair of black and shiny eyes rolled around. Like a thief, she put the wine into her arms and hugged it with her knitted sweater.
When she passed by Huo Yunque's door, she ran past quickly.
She was afraid that the door beside her would suddenly open and she would be caught red-handed.
Inside the room.
It was already late at night, and everything was silent.
The snow outside the window had long stopped. The bright moonlight was like a veil covering the sparkling snow, reflecting a faint silver color.
Song Yaoyao nervously bit her fingers and looked at the purple gift box on the bed.
Inside the box was the 'birthday present' from Tang Xinrou.
The girl was wearing a pink fleece bathrobe, and a pair of straight legs extended from the hem. She knelt by the bed. Her little face was steaming like a freshly baked bun.
Was her brother resting now?
He seemed to be drunk?
Would he really like her dressed like this?
She ate and lived in the Huo Family, so she really couldn't give her brother anything good. Even the pair of rings weren't branded. She had found a famous craftsman to custom-make platinum rings. Only their initials were engraved on the inside of the rings.
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(End of Chapter)
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