Chapter 639
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Little Lucky Star
Song Yaoyao tugged at Huo Yunque's sleeve. "Brother, I'm going to see Grandpa Shen first."
"Go."
He patted her head affectionately. Today, she was wearing a moon-white qipao with a jade bracelet on her wrist and a pair of round pearl earrings on her earlobes.
Other than that, there were no other decorations. However, it appeared simple and generous, dignified and elegant.
"Also," Huo Yunque stopped her and reminded her, "you should call him uncle."
Song Yaoyao rubbed her nose, embarrassed. "I'm used to calling you that!"
She was too embarrassed to say anything more. She waved her hand and hurriedly left with the gift box with Shen Xun.
The two of them headed upstairs, leaving the clamor behind.
Shen Xun glanced sideways and looked at the girl's face. Her face was as beautiful as a blooming begonia. Her ink-black hair was tied up in a bun behind her head, and she wore a flower hairpin diagonally. The flower was a magnolia, which complemented the color of the flower on her cheongsam.
Her temperament became purer and purer. Her lips were red and her teeth were white. When the light fell on her body, it was as if she was immortal.
"Another gift for Grandpa?" He put his hands in his pockets and asked casually.
"Hmm?" Song Yaoyao turned her head and lifted the gift bag in her hand. Her almond-shaped eyes curved slightly. "I made some supplements. I thought that Grandpa Shen would need them."
Her smiling eyes were like crescent moons with a clear spring hidden in them. It can hide the world, mountains and rivers, and illuminate the stars in the sky.
"Grandpa will be very happy."
He curled his fingers in his pocket and shrugged with a smile.
The two of them chatted casually as they walked towards the study.
"Tock tock tock —"
Shen Xun knocked on the door. "Grandpa, Yaoyao is here."
Old Master Shen, who had been talking in the study, smiled when he heard her words. He immediately stood up and said, "Yaoyao? Come in quickly! "
He smiled kindly, even happier than when he heard that his own grandson had come over.
Everyone was surprised, and they were even more surprised when they saw that the person who came in was a delicate little girl.
"This is …?"
Old Master Shen smiled mysteriously. "Take a guess."
Many of the people here were his old friends, and some of them had brought him here to seek his help.
"Grandpa Shen, happy birthday! Yaoyao wishes you good health and a long life!"
"Alright! Yaoyao, I will accept your blessings! Haha! "
If it were someone else, Old Master Shen would have just listened casually and let it pass.
However, Song Yaoyao was different. She was his little lucky star who had pulled him back from the gates of hell and given him a healthy body! Her blessings were much more pleasing to Old Master Shen's ears than other people's.
Among them was a young girl. Her facial features were delicate and small, and she was petite as well. She was at most 1.5 meters tall. If it weren't for the fact that she could blink, people would really think that they were looking at a doll.
Song Yaoyao's gaze inadvertently swept across everyone in the room. Her gaze paused on the young girl for two seconds, and then slowly moved away.
"By the way, Grandpa Shen, this is the tonic that I made for you. Take one pill a day. It can strengthen your body and replenish your blood."
Song Yaoyao changed the topic and presented the medicine box with both hands with a smile.
She had made 30 days' worth of tonic in the box. She would observe the effects for the time being. If it was useful, she would make more for Old Master Shen next time.
"Oh?"
Old Master Shen eagerly took the box and opened it.
A faint medicinal fragrance filled the room. Brown pills lay in the porcelain box.
"Since Yaoyao bought it, it must be something good." Old Master Shen was eager to try it. "Xun, go and get me a glass of water."
(End of chapter)
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