Chapter 738
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Come here and give me a hug.
On the way back to the homestay, Song Yaoyao was very quiet.
She hung her head low, her mood low, like a frosted eggplant.
The gloomy aura that emanated from his body was about to fill up the entire car.
Huo Qi, who was sitting in the front seat, resisted the urge to turn around. When the car arrived at the destination and Song Yaoyao quietly got out of the car, he couldn't help but ask, "Sir, isn't this too cruel to Miss Song?"
Actually, ten lashes was not much of a punishment for them.
Compared to many big families, outsiders might think that the Huo Family was very ancient and cruel. In fact, these children who were raised by the Huo family were very lucky.
Each and every one of them was well groomed, although the process was indeed cruel. But if it weren't for the Huo family, they wouldn't be where they were now.
"Cruel?"
The man lifted his eyelids. His deep eyes were as still as stagnant water.
He smoothed his sleeves and got out of the car casually.
"Since you've chosen to follow me, you have to get used to all of this."
Sooner or later.
"Crack …"
The sound of the door being unlocked made Song Yaoyao's eyelashes flutter. She hugged her unhappiness and curled up on the windowsill.
Everything in the room was very clear.
The door closed, and the sound of footsteps approached.
It was very familiar. Even if she closed her eyes, she could imitate that rhythm.
It was Huo Yunque.
"Angry?"
The man took off his sleeve and casually threw it on the table.
The black gemstones spun on the table with a clatter.
Song Yaoyao's gaze wandered to the top.
"Where did this cat come from?"
Huo Yunque looked around the room. It wasn't big, but the hygiene was pretty good. There was no change in his gaze. When his gaze landed on the black cat that was hiding under the curtains, he raised his eyebrows slightly.
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and continued to ignore him.
Huo Yunque slowly walked over. Just as he bent down, the black cat wearing four white gloves had already slipped away from him.
She rushed to the door in one breath and stared at him warily.
Huo Yunque chuckled and stood up.
The pleasant voice was filled with helplessness. "Alright, it looks like Little Song is really angry."
Maybe a few minutes had passed, or maybe it was just a few seconds.
In the quiet room, the girl's muffled voice sounded.
"No."
Huo Yunque picked up the book on the bedside table and flipped through it. "Oh?"
"I'm not angry."
Her sobbing voice was still nasal, and her voice was a little hoarse. She sounded pitiful.
Song Yaoyao bent her legs and rested her chin on her knees. Her wet eyelashes drooped down, and her eyes couldn't be seen clearly. His voice was muffled. "I'll bring people with me when I go out next time."
"I'm not angry with my brother. I'm angry with myself." She subconsciously scratched the furry cushion under her. "It's because of me that they were punished."
Huo Yunque did not speak. He listened quietly.
For a moment, only the girl's soft voice could be heard in the room.
"Brother is worried about me and cares about me. I know that."
She sniffed and finally raised her head to look at Huo Yunque. Her eyes were filled with tears. "It's only fair that you lose something when you gain something."
Huo Yunque was a powerful man. While he held great power in his hands, it naturally came with endless danger.
Although this time, the middle-aged man did not come for the Huo family's name.
But what if?
Get him and stand by his side.
Then when sharing wealth, power, and status with him, she would naturally have to face those threats.
"You …"
(End of Chapter)
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