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Chapter 630

Words:1007Update:22/07/01 09:14:31

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To hear a loud crash

Lifting her chin with his slender fingers, Song Yaoyao looked up and met the man's deep and mischievous eyes. "And Mr. Huo, you hope to be a competent and qualified boyfriend."

Song Yaoyao's heart was on a rampage.

Her eyes flickered. He was already her fiancé, okay?

She glared at him. "Then the girlfriend hopes that the boyfriend can be more decent and not always be involved in dirty activities. I wonder if he can strictly obey and abide by it?"

"Heh …"

He didn't expect to be checkmated.

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows elegantly. "Of course."

It had to be said that no matter if he was serious or not, Huo Yunque was always the same. It was very attractive to Song Yaoyao. The most dangerous part about him was that he used the coldest and most ascetic appearance to say the most vulgar words.

Her tone was elegant and languid. She spoke openly and seriously.

The person who spoke didn't react at all. Instead, the person who listened blushed from his teasing.

"Really?"

"Uh-huh."

Huo Yunque held her little hand and continued to walk down. "Adults never lie to children."

He only lied to his girlfriend.

Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and followed behind Huo Yunque. She sniffled. Hmm — there must be something fishy going on!

There was definitely a trap!

The moment she saw Huo Yunque open the storeroom, all of these messy thoughts were thrown out of her mind.

"Wow!"

Song Yaoyao's eyes widened in shock. The entire warehouse was divided into countless areas. No matter where one stood, it was impossible to see the entire warehouse.

The box was filled with a mess of jewelry. Even under the dim light, it was clear that the jewelry had been there for many years. It was still emitting a hazy pearl light. Just one look was enough to suck away the souls of all women.

Not to mention the porcelain that was casually placed on the shelves.

The further in they went, the more precious the items were.

There are only things that you can't think of, and nothing that they don't have.

"Brother …" Song Yaoyao pulled Huo Yunque's hand and carefully avoided the shelf. "How big is this warehouse?"

She had been walking for so long, but it didn't seem like she had reached the end.

Especially —

In the movies she had watched, those rich people's little vaults were all locked up from the inside out. However, the Huo family was different. Apart from entering a fingerprint, the collection inside was arranged casually. It was simply too casual.

Casually … Just like those low-quality vases sold on the streets for 10 yuan.

"Hmm? If you want to explore all of it, it's about the size of the entire Huo residence. "

Song Yaoyao's legs went soft. "…"

"Forget it, I don't think there's any point in watching!"

She came from a big family after all, but when she saw the wealth accumulated by the Huo family, she finally understood what it meant to be a rich person!

"You don't like anyone?"

Huo Yunque rubbed her head and pulled her along as they walked slowly, as if they were taking a stroll in the garden.

"If you see something you like, bring it up and play with it, okay?"

"Pfft … Forget it." Song Yaoyao quickly shook her head. "I don't dare to play with it … What if it breaks …"

"It's okay even if you break all these. Do you want me to smash one for you to hear the sound? Hmm? "

"No!"

Song Yaoyao saw that he was eager to try and quickly grabbed him. "I'm not crazy! What's the point of listening to the sound? No, no! "

"Oh … Okay …"

Song Yaoyao was speechless. Why did she hear the pity in the man's voice?

(End of chapter)

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