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n“Okay…”

n“Song Yaoyao!

n“You’re not allowed to leave!”

nSong Jingwan chased after Song Yaoyao anxiously and grabbed onto her wrist, unable to accept the situation.

nHow dare she? How dare she get so close to Huo Ningxi?

n“Why?

n“I thought you’d be happy to see me leave.” Song Yaoyao tilted her head, parted her lips, scanned her eyes across Huo Ningxi, and suddenly understood. “I see…”

nShe gently laughed. “But let me tell you something, there’s nothing between me and him. If you like him, then courageously pursue him~” Song Yaoyao raised her fist, gesturing her support. “Even if everyone finds out, they won’t call you a mistress that’s seducing her brother-in-law~”

n“Song Yaoyao!”

nSong Jingwan’s eyes were bloodshot. “Are you showing off?”

nWas she showing off that she had entered Huo Ningxi’s home and they were going everywhere together?

nSong Yaoyao rolled her eyes and tore away her hand.

n“I think there’s something wrong with your skull!”

nWas she suffering from delusions of being a victim?

n“Let’s go.”

nShe closed the car door and ordered the driver to start driving.

nHuo Ningxi wound down the car window, looked at the depressed Song Jingwan, and secretly sighed.

n“Go home first. Next time…” He pressed his lips together. In the end, he did not make any promises.

n…

nSong Household.

nSong Jingwan stormed in angrily. With a depressed expression, she headed straight upstairs.

n“Big Miss, you’re back.

n“Big Miss?”

nAuntie Liu walked out of the kitchen just in time to see Song Jingwan’s back.

nIn the corridor, Song Wenchuan had just woken up.

nHe stepped out of his bedroom with his eyebrows knitted and ran into Song Jingwan.

nHe turned his body to make way.

nBut Song Jingwan suddenly stopped. She bit her lip and asked in an aggrieved manner, “Gege, you saw Yaoyao this morning, didn’t you?”

n“Since you saw her, why didn’t you bring her back?”

n“Huh?”

nSong Wenchuan was in a sleepy daze. “Why?” he asked in a raspy voice.

n“I saw Yaoyao. I told her to come home but she refused.”

n“Isn’t that a good thing?” Song Wenchuan raised an eyebrow indifferently.

n“What…?”

nSong Jingwan smiled nervously as though she thought she was hallucinating.

n“Weren’t you the one that searched all night for her?

n“Now that you’ve located her, you should bring her back!”

n“Why must I do that?” Song Wenchuan yawned lazily and leaned against the wall. “She seemed really happy. Aren’t you happy?”

nIn a sleepy state, he looked at her questioningly and his tone was casual.

n“Why would I be happy?” Song Jingwan laughed in frustration. She was about to go crazy from anger. Even her usually well-behaved expression was getting hard to maintain. “I think you must be tired so you’re beginning to speak nonsense. In that case, I won’t bother you. You should get some rest.”

nAfter saying this, she entered her bedroom without looking back and slammed the door shut.

nAs soon as she walked inside, she lifted her hand and threw her bag on the floor.

nGritting her teeth, she grabbed her hair and panted.

nYes, she wanted to kick Song Yaoyao out, but this wasn’t the result that she wanted!

nAfter everything, Song Yaoyao and Huo Ningxi actually grew closer.

nIn that case, what was the purpose of her actions?

n…

nThe car stopped outside.

nUncle Zhang approached with a smile and opened the car door. “Miss Song, you’re back.

n“Did you have a good day?”

n“Extremely good!”

nSong Yaoyao jumped out of the car and her skirt swayed.

n“Uncle Zhang, is Gege home?”

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