Chapter 584
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"Take me for example. I'm a perfect match for my brother. It's like a toad being paired with a white swan. Miss Dai, just think about it. Isn't that an eyesore? People are like that too. "
Dai Shiqing's smile stiffened.
Why did she feel a strong sense of malice when she heard Song Yaoyao's soft and harmless voice?
At that moment, she felt offended.
"Haha, Miss Song really likes to joke. To put it bluntly, in my heart, no one is worthy of Brother Yunque. "
"Tsk …"
Song Yaoyao twirled the pen and slowly leaned back on the sofa.
"Who cares if he's worthy or not. If I like him, he's mine. Even if a forced melon isn't sweet, I'll twist it out for him!"
Her eyes twinkled, and her small face instantly became unbelievably gorgeous.
Her tone was arrogant and unreasonable, and her words were particularly anti-social.
Dai Shiqing was shocked. Was this still the soft and harmless little girl she had seen at the beginning?
"By the way, Miss Dai, you've said so many unpleasant things. Is it okay if I say something too?"
"W-What?" Dai Shiqing blinked.
The young girl looked at her gently. No matter how many times she looked at her face, it was still breathtaking.
She smiled and patted her face gently. "I hope Miss Dai can politely address my brother as Mr. Huo. You don't deserve to call him by his name. "
Dai Shiqing's head buzzed, and she opened her eyes in disbelief. "What did you say?"
"Crack —"
The pen that was being deftly played with just now was crushed into pieces.
Song Yaoyao smiled and turned her head. "Miss Dai, did you really not hear me clearly just now?"
Almost at the moment she leaned over, Dai Shiqing's back tensed up.
Her throat was dry, and she couldn't help but pinch her skirt. She looked at Song Yaoyao as if she was looking at a monster.
If she wasn't mistaken, that pen had a hard shell. She also used the same model. Usually, it wouldn't break no matter how much she dropped it, but in the hands of the young girl, it was like a paper shell that was easily crushed.
Her small hands were fair, and her ten fingers were as slender as jade. Her skin was delicate and tender.
But where did this strange strength come from?
"Miss Dai?"
"I, I heard it."
Half of her butt was about to fall off the sofa. She looked at Song Yaoyao in confusion.
She thought about it from another perspective. If it were her, would she be able to crush that pen?
The conclusion made Dai Shiqing fall silent.
Fortunately, this oppressive atmosphere was quickly broken.
However, the scene that followed made Dai Shiqing feel even worse.
The man came with his back facing the light. He was wearing a simple shirt and casual pants, looking refined and noble. The ice and snow outside the courtyard were melting, gradually merging with his aura. He held a bouquet of bright red Chinese roses in his hand. The petals were still stained with water droplets, tender and beautiful.
"Flowers."
Song Yaoyao threw down the book, half-knelt on the sofa, and straightened her back to take it. "Brother, can you put the flowers in the vase and put it in the room?"
"Alright."
"I also want to change the bedsheets in the bedroom. Change them to pink?"
Huo Yunque laughed hoarsely. "Sure."
Song Yaoyao fiddled with the petals. Her black eyes turned and she said slyly, "Then can I have a piece of strawberry cake?"
Her curly eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings. She looked up expectantly and raised her index finger. "Just one piece! Just a small piece ~ "
However, her expectations were destined to be disappointed.
Huo Yunque turned around to pour a glass of water and handed it to her mouth. "No, drink more water and eat less sweets."
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