âHuh?â Tang Xinrou found it funny. âAre you crazy?â
Even if Song Yaoyao was still acknowledged as a daughter of the Song Family, it wasnât like she could use their status to associate with the Huos.
What a joke!
Besides, when Song Yaoyao was with Mr. Huo, they were in love. Who cared about status?
If status was really considered, even ten Song Families couldnât compare to them.
Song Yaoyao was also curious. âDid you receive too much of a shock? Maybe you can go to the hospital and have your brain examined. Who gave you the illusion that I would help you?â
âArenât you afraid of being abandoned?â
Song Jingwan didnât understand.
âI am.â
Song Yaoyao was open-minded. She blinked innocently and touched the ring on her finger, unintentionally showing it to Song Jingwan. âI wonder if Gege will still marry me after finding out that Iâm just a fake heiress. Oh, what a bother!â
She sighed, but her eyes were full of amusement.
If Song Jingwan still didnât know that she had been played, then she would have lived all these years in vain.
âFine! Donât regret it! Just wait to be kicked out of the Song Family!â
âUh huh.â
Song Yaoyao shrugged. âAs for being kicked out of the Song Family, that might not be the case.â
Perhaps, Zhou Manli was eager to do so, but Song Rui was much smarter than her.
Just the benefits from Song Yaoyao alone were more than what Song Weiwei and Song Jingwan could offer combined. Moreover, to kick out the daughter that he had raised for more than ten years because he had supposedly found his real daughter, would turn him into a joke in the upper-class society.
This was something that Song Jingwan probably didnât consider.
Song Jingwan left angrily as Tang Xinrou clicked her tongue. âWhat should I do? I suddenly feel that Song Jingwan is a little pitiful.â
With such a low IQ, she still dared to play with Yaoyao.
At this rate, she would probably die without knowing what happened.
Xu Yue curved her lips. âA pitiful person must have something hateful about them.â
If she had to take everything into account, then Song Jingwan would owe Song Yaoyao her life.
âHehe, youâre right.â
The school days passed by peacefully. Class 3-3 got used to their high-intensity studying, and their daily exercise made their bodies healthier. They also got rid of the bad habit of skipping classes, going to bars, and visiting the disco. Although studying drove them crazy sometimes, every time they took their report cards home and asked their parents to sign them, they would feel that it was all worth it when they saw their proud expressions.
The Legend of Liyang was being written, and the protagonist was later worshipped by countless students like a god. Even the crack in the wall of the disciplinary office was not repaired in the end. Instead, it became a âscenic spotâ for many new students to visit and observe.
â¦
In the middle of March.
Numerous dignitaries came to congratulate Elder Shen on his birthday.
There was an endless stream of guests, and almost the entire upper-class society was present.
âBig Bro, youâre here!â
The boyâs voice, which was in the phase of voice change, was slightly hoarse as he called out with a mischievous tone.
Song Yaoyao was stunned. When she met Shen Xunâs mischievous smile, she rolled her eyes speechlessly.
âBig Bro? Huh?â The man next to him repeated, unable to hide his interest.
Song Yaoyao was instantly embarrassed.
âI guess he can be considered as my followerâ¦â
She didnât know if this was a good explanation?
âMr. Huo.â
Shen Xun walked to Huo Yunqueâs side and greeted him generously. âPlease come in.â
Huo Yunque nodded slightly and escorted Song Yaoyao in as he glanced at Huo Qi from the corner of his eyes.
Huo Qi understood and handed the gift to the person at the door.