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nTranslator: Yunyi

nBut he had no idea that the current Song Yaoyao was no longer the pitiful Song Yaoyao that no one loved and cared about.

nHidden underneath her seemingly delicate, weak, and dopey appearance, was an unscrupulous soul that had been spoiled all her life!

nShe slowly approached Huo Ningxi, and in front of the domestic helpers, she reached out and grabbed his collar.

nShe raised her leg, bent her knee, and ruthlessly kicked him…

n“Ugh…f*ck!”

nHuo Ningxi’s face immediately swelled and turned red like a pig liver. He stared at Song Yaoyao in disbelief and reached out to cover his stomach, “Song Yaoyao, how dare you…”

nSong Yaoyao smiled slightly, looking really sweet.

n“There may be things in this world that I can’t do, but there is absolutely nothing I dare not do.”

nShe bent her knees slightly, rested her hands on her knees, and looked down at Huo Ningxi who was squatting on the ground, and her lips lightly hooked, “Besides, I repeat, I don’t like you. I don’t like you at all. If you dare to overestimate yourself again next time, please remember…”—she gently patted his shoulder with her hand—”I will hit you every time I see you.”

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nAnd I won’t show mercy.

n“OK, that’s great! You said it!” Huo Ningxi gritted his teeth and looked into Song Yaoyao’s calm eyes as though he had lost something. Was this still the same girl that brought him an umbrella when it rained, handed him water when he played sports, and blushed whenever he took the slightest glance at her?

nHe sneered. “How dare you provoke my Small Uncle then? Aren’t you afraid of dying without a trace?”

nSong Yaoyao stood up and gently patted her skirt.

nShe looked at Huo Ningxi and smiled. “Actually, death isn’t that scary.”

nWith the beep from a heart monitor, all senses would be lost immediately, and the body would become very light. After that, it would begin to drift away…

nThe girl’s skin was pale without any life, yet her eyes were big and her lips were red. When her lips curved upward and she looked at him with amusement, Huo Ningxi felt his head go numb.

nF*ck…

nDid he run into a ghost?!

nOne was the Master’s special guest, and the other was the family’s Young Master.

nAs the two argued, the domestic helpers, who were practically at the bottom of the food chain, looked at each other. They didn’t know whether to step in and stop them, or watch without doing anything.

nWhile they were still hesitating, Uncle Zhang entered with a beautiful woman. She was dressed in a suit and a pair of 3cm black high heels.

nIt was the typical appearance for an office worker, but due to the attractive curves on her body, she looked unmistakenly mature.

n“What’s wrong?”

nA man’s voice sounded from upstairs. He had changed into a set of loungewear and his coldness had faded quite a bit. The lights even made him appear gentle.

nJust as he finished talking, a delicate girl pounced into his arms.

nShe held back her tears and looked aggrieved as she pointed at Huo Ningxi.

n“Gege, he tried to harass me!”

n“F*ck off! No one would want to harass you!”

nHuo Ningxi’s eyes opened wide and he jumped up in shock. Ignoring the pain around his stomach, he looked at Song Yaoyao helplessly.

n“Can you get any faker, Song Yaoyao? Why would I harass a malnourished body that resembles a bean sprout?”

n“What about verbal harassment? Gege~”

nSong Yaoyao tugged on Huo Yunque’s sleeve and humphed. “He said I got close to you because I like him and I was using you to get together with him. Is that something that a human would say?”

n“Were you, though?”

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