How could she kiss someone elseâs wife right in front of them?
She had always felt that Mr. Huoâs gaze was very dangerous.
âEh? Gege!â
Song Yaoyaoâs eyes lit up. In the next moment, like a tired bird returning to its nest, she quickly opened her arms and pounced on Huo Yunque. Tang Xinrou covered her cheeks in pain and asked in a low voice, âWhen did Mr. Huo arrive?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âUnfortunately, when you were taking advantage of Miss Song.â
Tang Xinrou: ââ¦â
Who was taking advantage of her! Yaoyao is my good friend! So what if I kiss her?!
Her back was stiff as she stared at the two people hugging each other. At that moment, the man in the black shirt raised his eyelids and looked at her with a cold
gaze.
Tang Xinrouâs neck shrank and she was terrified. âGege, didnât you say that you were waiting for me at the hotel?â Song Yaoyao held onto his big hand and smirked.
âYeah, I didnât get to.â
Huo Yunque poked her cheek expressionlessly.
âLetâs go for dinner?â
âSure!â
Song Yaoyao hugged Huo Yunqueâs waist and stood on her tiptoes, acting coquettishly. âI want to eat something delicious.â
âIt depends on your performance.â
Huo Yunque chuckled and tucked her hair behind her ear.
She had learned how to chase him away.
âTh-then, weâll get going first?â Xia Ying asked tentatively as she looked at Wei Yang and the others.
âNo.â
Huo Qi looked at his watch. âThe Master has already reserved a seat at dinner time. Letâs all go together.â
âHuh? Thatâ¦â
âIâm not going. I want to go back to the hotel to take a shower and sleep. Iâm too tired.â Tang Xinrou stretched and waved at Song Yaoyao. âYaoyao, Iâll go back first! See you tomorrow~ Mwah-â
Before she left, she was not afraid of death and threw a kiss at Song Yaoyao.
Then, she laughed and ran away.
Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and sensed that there was something wrong with Huo Yunque. When she saw him, she burst out laughing.
Her voice was clear and melodious like a musical instrument.
âGege, are you jealous of my soft and gentle voice?â
Huo Yunque gave her a look and turned around.
Song Yaoyao quickly caught up to him. The two of them chatted and laughed as they held hands.
Wei Yang and the others only dared to follow them from afar.
âI didnât expect Director Songâs boyfriend to be so handsome.â
âHeâs more than handsome! That temperament, I dare say that in the entire entertainment industry, no one can compare to him, okay? Tsk, tsk, tskâ¦â Yi Fan cupped his face and said exaggeratedly. âBy the way, are you tempted by him? I, a straight man, feel like Iâm going to be turned gay!â Xia Ying: ââ¦â She didnât dare to move nor comment.
Tang Xinrouâs warning seemed to echo in her ears.
She paused, looked at Yi Fan sincerely, and advised, âThis road isnât easy to walk on. If you can be with a girl, itâs better to find a girl. Also, Little Director Song hates people looking at her boyfriend the most.â
Yi Fan: ââ¦â
He was just joking. He did not expect Xia Ying to be so serious in persuading him.
Yi Fanâs face was flushed red. He wished he could dig a hole and hide in it.
8:30 pm
Concubine Yan posted a group photo on Weibo.
Xia Ying (verified): Thank you for the meal, Little Director Song and Mr. Huo. Iâm full from all the dog food[1]. /laugh
Wei Yang (verified): /flower /flower
Yi Fan: If you ask me about the taste of the food, I might not be able to answer. But if you ask me about the taste of the dog food? Then you are asking the right person. /dog
âIf youâre that great, you should post up a group photo and let us see Mr. Huoâs face!â
âSigh, donât even think about looking at his face. That body though!!!â
âAh, the long legs!â
[1] Slang for âdisplays of affectionâ.