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nSong Yaoyao was surprised that Song Wenchuan would oppose Huo Yunque because of her.

nWhen she looked at Song Wenchuan again, she looked a little uncomfortable. Furrowing her brows, she asked in confusion, “Why are your thoughts so strange? Is Huo Ningxi that good? Would I go around in such a big circle just to pursue him?”

n“Oh? You wouldn’t?”

nSong Wenchuan sneered. Clearly, he assumed Song Yaoyao was making an excuse.

nHow could she stop liking someone just like that?

nEven when she was timid, she bravely fought with Song Jingwan for Huo Ningxi, let alone now that her personality had changed.

n“You can believe me if you want. Either way, I don’t like him.” Huo Ningxi couldn’t even fight against a girl; how was he supposed to protect his girlfriend?

nHe was complete trash!

nSong Yaoyao rolled her eyes and walked off.

n“Hey!”

nSong Wenchuan was furious. As he followed behind her, he asked, “If you don’t like him, then who do you like? His uncle? Song Yaoyao, you’re certainly brave. Each person you like is getting more difficult to pursue!”

n“Oh?” Song Yaoyao paused and turned around in a dumbfounded manner. “Didn’t you hear him agree to go on a date with me?

n“A date?”

nSong Wenchuan stumbled. “Didn’t you trick him into agreeing?!”

n“It worked. It’s none of your business what method I used?” Song Yaoyao said proudly as she held her head high.

nUnderneath the night sky, she was lively and full of vigor.

nSong Wenchuan blinked and tightened the fist in his pocket. “I am your brother. How is it not my business? He is much older than you. If you are together, you will definitely get hurt.”

nSong Yaoyao froze and lifted her gaze.

nSong Wenchuan’s gaze was complex; it contained emotions that Song Yaoyao could not understand. Strangely, it made her think of her brother from her previous life. All of a sudden, her nose hurt a little.

nShe breathed in and turned to leave.

nIn an unhappy voice, she said, “But I like him. What can I do about it?

nWas she supposed to push away the person she liked rather than pursue him? This was not her style.

n“Your feelings certainly changed quickly.” Hearing her response, Song Wenchuan continued to question her, “By the way, you’re not from the same generation. How can you call him Gege when you won’t even call me by my name?”

nHis voice sounded sour. He was upset on the inside.

nInitially, he was happy that she had grown tougher and she would no longer be bullied. But in the blink of an eye, what happened?

nSong Wenchuan could not accept this sudden change!

nWithout turning back, Song Yaoyao was already walking up the stairs and waving her hand.

n“You’re so silly. How does a lover compare to a brother?”

nThey’re different, of course~

nSong Wenchuan: “…”

nF*ck! I hate this!

n…

nSong Yaoyao and Song Wenchuan entered the mansion one after the other.

nBy now, the maids were already tidying the dining table.

nSong Jingwan approached and asked worriedly, “Yaoyao, why are you home so late? Did you catch a taxi? Or—” She blinked and pretended to accidentally look outside.

nThe courtyard was empty so she breathed a sigh of relief.

nHolding onto her cake, Song Yaoyao replied, “It’s exactly what you’re thinking.”

nHer lips curved slightly and her voice was sweet.

nWhen she noticed Song Jingwan tense up, her smiled increased.

nShe quickly looked at Song Wenchuan who had already passed them and walked inside.

n“Auntie Liu, cook some more food for Yaoyao.”

n“You’re not allowed!” Zhou Manli scoffed and turned her head as she held onto the television remote. “From now on, if you don’t come straight home after school, you can starve!”

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