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Chapter 819

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"That's pretty good." Song Jingwan smiled and said sincerely, "Feiran is a good man. He and Tang Xinrou are really compatible."

Feiran?

Song Yaoyao sneered.

Her eyes drifted slowly over the cake.

Ah …

She really wanted to eat it.

Song Jingwan's eyes darkened. She tilted her head and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

"You really want me to eat it?"

Song Yaoyao suddenly turned her head. Her eyelashes fluttered gently. She supported her chin and sized up Song Jingwan. "Is there poison inside?"

The girl's eyes were bright. She slyly curled her lips, like a little fox.

"How can it be?"

Song Jingwan was surprised. "I haven't touched this cake at all." She found it funny. "Yaoyao, I know that I've done a lot of terrible things to you in the past, but that was all because of jealousy. Now that you're no longer a child of the Song family, you won't compete with me for our parents' favor. I don't have to target you anymore. "

After saying that, she stood up and said gently.

"Besides, even if I want to deal with someone, it's not you. It's Song Weiwei, isn't it? "

She smiled at Song Yaoyao and turned to leave.

After a long time …

Song Yaoyao tsked softly and yawned. "Interesting."

Song Yaoyao still had lingering fears from the toothache last time. Her gaze lingered on the cake and she looked away with difficulty.

Hold it in.

I can do it.

But the sweet smell kept burrowing into her nose. Song Yaoyao sniffed and suddenly stood up.

Out of sight, out of mind.

She walked towards the bathroom.

She did not notice that behind her, a pair of adorable little radishes were holding hands as they passed through the crowd, and ran in front of the cake.

"Brother, there's a cake here!"

"No, Mom said not to eat too much sweets, or you'll become fat."

Xiao Ye refused verbally, but he secretly swallowed his saliva. His gaze fell on the sweet cake, unable to move away.

"But Mommy isn't here now. It's okay to eat a little." Tong Tong pouted.

While Xiao Ye wasn't paying attention, she quickly picked up the fork and took a quick bite.

The sweet taste melted in her mouth, and her eyes curved in happiness.

"It's delicious ~ Brother, here, I'll feed you!"

Tong Tong carefully cut a small piece of cake, held it with her little hand, and tiptoed to deliver it to Xiao Ye's mouth.

Sweets were too tempting for children.

Xiao Ye looked around but didn't see Lin Shuang. He pursed his lips. "Then let's make things clear first. You can only eat this piece. You can't eat any more."

Seeing that his brother had agreed, Tong Tong quickly nodded.

"Yes, yes, I'll listen to Big Brother!"

The guests passing by saw the two exceptionally cute children huddled together, sharing the cake with each other.

Everyone who saw this couldn't help but smile.



"Song Yaoyao? Enemies are bound to meet on a narrow road. Why do I run into you everywhere I go? "

Song Yaoyao had just come out of the bathroom when she bumped into an acquaintance near the sink.

An Ruoyao slowly wiped the water off her hands and looked at Song Yaoyao with a sneer.

The way she looked at her made her feel particularly uncomfortable.

Song Yaoyao ignored her and slowly walked to the sink.

"What's the matter?"

She took the hand soap and carefully rubbed it until it was lathered, as if she was completely immersed in her own world.

She treated An Ruoyao as air.

It was this arrogant attitude again. The more An Ruoyao looked at him, the more she disliked him.

"I heard you were kicked out of the Song family? Tsk, tsk, tsk, how pitiful. "A better reading experience came from the Love Network.

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