Chapter 87
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"Yes."
Uncle Zhang nodded with a smile. "The weather suddenly cleared up in the afternoon. Sir should be resting in the backyard at this time."
"Then I'll go take a look. Can I? "Song Yaoyao blinked her bright almond-shaped eyes and acted coquettishly.
The old man's heart almost melted. Uncle Zhang thought of how much Huo Yunque doted on her and nodded. "Of course. I'll get someone to bring you there. The place is too big. I'm afraid you won't be able to find him."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang."
Song Yaoyao rubbed her hands. She almost couldn't suppress her excitement at the thought that she was about to see the person she had been missing all day.
"Uncle Zhang."
Jiang Tao frowned and disagreed. "Sir doesn't like to be disturbed when he's resting."
Song Yaoyao stopped in her tracks and her gaze fell on the woman.
She was still dressed neatly and neatly. She was beautiful and had a curvy figure. Unfortunately, Song Yaoyao didn't like her.
She threw her schoolbag at Jiang Tao and tilted her head. "Sister Jiang Tao, what you said is really interesting. You just said this morning that Brother doesn't like to eat breakfast, but what happened in the end?"
Didn't Huo Yunque still come to have breakfast with her?
Song Yaoyao's eyes curved into crescents and she smiled sweetly. "You can see that Brother's likes and dislikes depend on the person! Like me — "She pointed at herself and raised her chin narcissistically." Brother likes it very much! "
"Ahem …" Uncle Zhang looked at her smug face and couldn't help but laugh.
Huo Ningxi rolled his eyes and kept walking inside. He said coldly, "How thick-skinned."
His comment was pertinent.
Jiang Tao agreed.
"Please help me bring my schoolbag in. I'm going to look for Brother. Bye bye."
Song Yaoyao waved her hand without looking back. "Uncle Zhang."
Uncle Zhang understood. "Someone, bring Miss Song to see Sir."
Jiang Tao watched as Song Yaoyao walked away with brisk steps. Her entire body was filled with arrogance and pride.
She was so angry that her vision darkened. Holding her bag, she asked in confusion, "Uncle Zhang, are you going to let her go just like that? What if Sir gets angry? "
The Patriarch rarely got angry. Most of the time, he was calm and collected, not taking anything to heart. However, once he was enraged, the consequences were not something that anyone could bear.
Of course, most of it came from the unwillingness in her heart.
With his hands behind his back, Uncle Zhang glanced at Jiang Tao with a faint smile. A trace of shrewdness flashed across his eyes.
"Jiang Tao, in the Huo Family, it doesn't matter whether you have brains or not. What matters is your judgment." He asked her meaningfully, "And how can Miss Song's position in Sir's heart be the same as others?"
The little girl was beautiful, just like the morning sun, always lively and full of vitality.
She spoke well and was clever. Most importantly, Sir liked her. That was more important than anything else.
"As a person, one should know one's place. Everyone is equal. That's just a lie. " Uncle Zhang walked in. His seemingly gentle tone hid a coldness that could not be ignored. "Some people are born to be liked. They want to be above others. But some people, like you and me, are servants. How can we think so much? As long as we serve our masters well and are happy, we will be happy too, right? "
He talked a lot and walked like an old man.
However, the entire Huo Family was under his control. He was the son of the previous generation's butler and had dedicated his life to the Huo Family. He served the master of the Huo Family since he was young. When the master was not around, he managed the Huo Family like an iron bucket.
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