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Chapter 77

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"Brother …"

Song Jingwan's eyes were swollen from crying. She sobbed as she apologized. "If you want to blame someone, blame me. I didn't stop Yaoyao, and she got into danger. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry …"

"Wanwan, don't cry. That brat wanted to leave on her own. I couldn't stop her. What does it have to do with you?" Zhou Manli quickly held her hand and patted it. Baidu search. More free reading.

Song Wen-chuan loosened his tie and grabbed his hair in frustration.

He was so angry that he laughed. "Do you think you can get away with it if something really happens to her? Jingwan, I always think that no matter how evil a girl is, she can't be that bad. You have to remember that Yaoyao is your sister."

With that, he turned and left, slamming the door.

"Brother …" Song Jingwan hurried after him. Seeing the door close in front of her eyes, a dark light flickered in her eyes.

She sniffed and sobbed softly. Baidu search. More free reading.

It rained all night. The next day, it was still foggy, and the weather was getting colder.

"Knock knock knock."

"Miss Song, are you awake?"

The door opened. Song Yaoyao, who was neatly dressed, smiled and greeted Jiang Tao. "Good morning, Sister Jiang Tao!"

Jiang Tao's heart skipped a beat when she heard her suddenly soften her voice and call her sister.

Her expression did not change as she bowed her head slightly. "Good morning."

"Is Brother awake?" Song Yaoyao walked down the stairs briskly.

"Sir always wakes up very early, but only Young Master is in the dining room now. Sir doesn't like to eat breakfast. He should be in the greenhouse at this time, "Jiang Tao explained slowly.

Jiang Tao explained slowly as if she was very familiar with Huo Yunque.

Song Yaoyao tilted her head. "Oh, is that so? Then please help me call Brother. I want him to eat breakfast with me!"

The girl was bright and beautiful, like a budding flower. Her smile was dazzling.

Jiang Tao's eyes flashed, and she said in surprise, "But Sir never eats breakfast."

"That's because the right person didn't appear." Song Yaoyao smiled. "But it's different now."

"I'll have to trouble you. Tell Big Brother that I'm waiting for him in the dining room. Tell him to hurry up. Remember, if he doesn't come, I won't eat." The girl's sweet voice was like a musical note, and her slim figure followed the spiral staircase down.

Willful and pampered.

Jiang Tao clenched her fists. After a long while, she went downstairs and walked out.

Even though she was far away, Jiang Tao could still see that peerless figure among all kinds of precious flowers.

The man was wearing a turtleneck sweater. The humid air seemed to have enshrouded his eyebrows, making him look even more handsome and threatening, like a clear breeze and bright moon.

Who would have thought that the patriarch of the Huo family, who could cause global economic turmoil with a stomp of his feet, was such a young man?

Her heart was surging with emotions. She barely suppressed her fluctuating emotions and walked towards the greenhouse.

"Sir …" She couldn't hide the anticipation in her tone, hoping that he would turn around and look at her.

However, the ending was destined to disappoint her.

"Speak."

The man's mood was extremely indifferent. It was as if all his patience had been given to the flowers in the greenhouse. He was bending over and trimming the branches and leaves.

Jiang Tao's fingertips curled. "Miss Song is up."

"Oh."

In the corner of the greenhouse, a Chinese rose was in full bloom. One of the petals was layered and had already bloomed to the brim.

He casually cut it off and lowered his eyes to play with it in his hand.

"She said that she wants you to accompany her to eat breakfast. If you don't go, she won't eat breakfast."

After saying that, the corners of Jiang Tao's lips curled up slightly.

She knew that what Sir hated the most was people who were arrogant because they were spoiled and insatiable.

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