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Chapter 672

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"Yoyo, you're really a devil!"

Song Yaoyao shrugged and didn't comment.

This private restaurant had an antique style. Huo Yunque had brought her here to eat a few times. The owner of the restaurant also remembered her. Every time she came, he would reserve the best seat for her.

At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged in front of the low table. The carved wooden window was open, and there was a beautiful scene.

The fiery clouds rolled like flowing fog. The pink orange sunset was beautiful and magnificent, sprinkling on the trees that had just sprouted outside the window. The little bits of emerald green exuded vitality.

She rested her chin on her hand and hummed a little tune softly.

She was really calm and composed.

Alice didn't forget her purpose. She knew that Song Yaoyao definitely wanted to reap benefits from her. Before she came, she had thought it through. At least, they had each other's needs, so there was naturally room for negotiation.

But now, Song Yaoyao didn't mention anything about the treatment.

And during this period of time, she felt too good. Her body was relaxed, and she didn't have the headache that tormented her and couldn't sleep all night.

But Song Yaoyao just said that her illness was about to be uncontrollable.

In other words, she was about to return to hell again.

If she had never been to heaven, Alice might have really accepted her fate.

"Yoyo, don't you have anything to ask?"

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her small face, and her eyes were burning. She rested her chin on her hand, and the red dress made her look even more outstanding. She yawned and slowly looked at the scenery in the distance.

It was really as lazy and casual as a gathering with friends.

"Problem?" Song Yaoyao finally turned her head. She paused for a moment, lowered her eyes, and raised her lips at Alice. "No, I don't have a problem."

Her coldness made Alice realize that maybe …

She didn't know when she had offended this girl who seemed to have a gentle personality but was actually cold and indifferent.

"Yoyo, are you angry?"

The boss personally took away the dishes and handed over a tea set.

Song Yaoyao raised her eyebrows and asked, "Do you want some tea?"

Her temperament was tranquil as she concentrated on brewing the tea.

Warming the cup, washing the tea leaves, placing the tea leaves, brewing the tea leaves … the entire process flowed smoothly.

In the end, she gently pushed the brewed tea in front of Alice.

The teacups were made of purple sand, and the tea was clear and bright yellow.

It smelled fresh and clean.

"Top-grade Longjing Tea. Do you want to try it?"

Song Yaoyao took a sip and raised her hand, looking indescribably elegant and noble.

With this kind of temperament, money alone was not enough. She needed to have a foundation to raise a real noble lady.

Alice had read a lot of books about China. The mysterious East had so many things that made people fascinated.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly. After a moment of silence, she obediently picked up the teacup and took a sip.

After a long time …

Alice saw that Song Yaoyao seemed to want to continue admiring the scenery. Finally, she asked, "Yoyo, are you angry because of your friends?"

When she asked this question, she stared straight at Song Yaoyao's face, not wanting to miss any expression on her face.

Song Yaoyao finally looked at her in the eye.

Her lips curled up slightly, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her smile.

"No, I just think that it's very interesting."

"I'm very sorry, but I swear that I don't have any ill intentions towards them."

Alice regretted it so much. However, she had been taught to observe everything around her. Whether it was an enemy or a friend, she had to find their weakness.

Perhaps one day, she could make use of it!

She didn't expect that even such a subtle thought could not escape Song Yaoyao's eyes. Mobile users, please browse for a better reading experience from Love Network.

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