Chapter 583
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Song Yaoyao covered his mouth and puffed up her cheeks. "Don't say it! You said this morning that it's good for me to be fatter! Men are all pigs! "
She snorted like a little piglet.
Dai Shiqing seemed to have been forgotten. She watched the man carry the girl in his arms dotingly and walk away as if he was carrying a priceless treasure.
She could still hear the lovey-dovey conversation between the two of them from a short distance away.
"It's better if you're fatter."
"Hmph, it's not what you want!" The girl's voice was so sweet and soft. "My waist is so sore."
"Rub it."
"It's all your fault. Brother is a big hooligan!"
"Yes, Mr. Huo, I apologize."
"Can you correct it next time?"
The man's voice was serious. "Sorry, I can't —"
Dai Shiqing had mixed feelings and was a little confused for a moment.
What she saw and knew was only a very small part of Huo Yunque.
In front of his lover, he was no different from other men. He wasn't cold or taciturn. He would have a strong desire for his lover.
It was like a god who had walked down from the altar in front of her.
However, God didn't come for her.
The feeling of being ignored and no one cared about her little thoughts made Dai Shiqing unable to find a place to start even if she wanted to target Song Yaoyao.
That feeling was like punching cotton and there was no place to exert force.
It was so uncomfortable!
She turned her head and looked over. The girl was gently placed on the sofa and the two of them whispered something. Then Huo Yunque stood up, rubbed her head, and walked out.
The hall fell silent.
Dai Shiqing pursed her lips and walked over. "Miss Song."
"Eh? Miss Dai? Good afternoon. "
Song Yaoyao bent down and took out a book from under the table. She flipped to the bookmark and started reading.
It was a book in a foreign language. There was a foreign man on the cover. Dai Shiqing, who was abroad all year round, knew that this man was a famous Hollywood director.
This book was his autobiography.
"Miss Song is a director?"
"Eh?" Song Yaoyao blinked. "I'm just in high school, but I want to go to the drama academy."
The corner of Dai Shiqing's mouth twitched. She found that the girl's eyes were really bright and clean, as if there was a pool of clear spring water hidden in them. She really didn't seem to be scheming at all.
Why would Mr. Huo like such an idiot?
"I see … Actually, I'm very curious. How did Miss Song get to know Brother Yunque? Uh … forgive me for being blunt, but the age gap between the two of you and the level of contact you have seems to be a little too big … "
It was extraordinarily big!
Song Yaoyao flipped through the book and occasionally took notes.
Hearing this, she smiled and said, "Age is not a problem, and neither is status! To tell you the truth, I like to take the initiative. "
Dai Shiqing: "So? Was it you who took the initiative to pursue Brother Yunque? "
"That's not all." Song Yaoyao curved her eyes and smiled innocently. "I was the one who proposed ~"
Also, there were other embarrassing things. Don't say it out loud to hurt someone's "enthusiasm."
Dai Shiqing's worldview was refreshed. The corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch. "So … Brother Yunque likes to take the initiative?"
"Not really."
Song Yaoyao slammed the book shut. Her eyes curved into crescents and her lips were delicate and alluring.
She pointed at herself and said, "Not all proactiveness can be reciprocated. At the very least, those who take the initiative should at least look in the mirror and see if they are worthy, right?"
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