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Chapter 663

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"Sigh … You are all so serious. It makes me feel so uncomfortable." Tang Xinrou scratched the table.

"Bang!"

In the next second, Song Yaoyao quietly took out a book from the drawer and threw it in front of Tang Xinrou.

Her smile was so sweet that it seemed to say: Come on, I have been waiting for you to say this for a long time.

Tang Xinrou lowered her head speechlessly and looked at the words on the cover.

"The Self-cultivation of Actors."

"…"

In the end, the once famous first-year class 1 finally fell silent.

One of them started to get involved with the family business and only came back to school for exams. The other one seemed to have given up on school and was ready to enter the entertainment industry.

Although they had finished all the third-year courses last semester, the college entrance exam was about to start.

This semester was the most important time for them to work hard.

At this critical moment, Song Jingwan asked for leave from school.

Song Yaoyao was very busy every day. Old Master Huo enjoyed the tonic she gave him last time. Song Yaoyao made another batch and sent it to him. She also sent a few bottles to Old Master Shen and Aunt Wei.

In the whole Song family, only Song Wen-chuan and Song Weiwei still kept in touch with Song Yaoyao.

Her brother did not come again. Song Yaoyao was worried that something might have happened to him, but she was relieved.

Actually, it was enough to let her brother know that she was still alive and doing well.

Song Yaoyao was not sure if appearing in Song Wen-chuan's body in the form of a spirit would cause any harm to him and Song Wen-chuan.

If he did, then Song Yaoyao hoped that her Gege would never come over again.

It was not worth taking such a risk.

"Hello? Yaoyao! "

After school, Song Yaoyao received a call from Old Master Shen. He was so happy on the other end of the line as if nothing in the world could make him unhappy.

"You gave me a pill, it's so good! A few of my old buddies were so envious that they wanted to die. They were all inquiring about where you bought that tonic pill. Don't worry, I've already negotiated the price for you. I won't let you suffer a loss. You see … "

Song Yaoyao was no longer short of money. She tilted her head and tucked her phone under her shoulder. She packed up her textbooks and said, "Forget about the money. It won't cost much. However, you can't take supplements carelessly. This pill was specially made according to your body's condition. My grandpa … my uncle also has some. The herbs inside are also different. How about this, I'll go over later and check on their physical condition first. It won't be too late to prescribe the right medicine after that. "

"How is it?"

In Old Master Shen's study, a group of old men looked at the phone and asked silently while pointing at it.

Shh —

He gestured for her to be quiet and smiled. "That's great. I'll thank you on behalf of your uncles! Don't worry, your studies are more important. I'll send a driver to pick you up when you're on holiday. "

After chatting for a while, Old Master Shen reluctantly hung up the phone.

He thumped his chest and sighed heavily. "What a good child!"

It was all that useless brat Xun's fault! He was so much younger than that little old man from the Huo family. Why couldn't he beat him?

If only Yaoyao was his daughter.

"How is it? How is it?"

Seeing that the phone was finally hung up, the few old men who had been holding back for a long time quickly asked.

Old Master Shen pointed at them and scolded jokingly. "It's just a little tonic. Do you have to go so far?!"

"Of course! Of course! "

"You've gained some benefits, so you're starting to make sarcastic remarks!" Translator's Note: Love is the best way to read a book.

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