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Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 167: We Are Different
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Chapter 167: We Are Different

Huo Ningxi felt a complex mix of emotions.

Was this the girl that appeared sweet and innocent in front of his Small Uncle?

Jiang Tao laughed in self-ridicule. “So you were never interested in me.”

“There was no reason to.”

Song Yaoyao’s curly eyelashes were like insect wings as they gently fluttered. “Has Gege hugged you before? Has he ever broken the rules for you? Have you slept in his bed? No! So, in what way do you think we are the same?”

Song Yaoyao’s questions were like knives stabbing into Jiang Tao’s heart.

Yes, before Song Yaoyao existed in his life, women were nothing in Huo Yunque’s eyes.

But even after she appeared, this did not change; Song Yaoyao only attracted his interest because she was special.

“Let’s go. We’re late!”

Song Yaoyao yawned. “If she keeps standing in the way, then just run her over.”

Her voice was calm and indifferent.

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The Huo Family’s driver had a lot of experience.

When he heard Song Yaoyao’s order, he nodded his head, turned on the ignition, and started the car.

This time, Jiang Tao did not stand in the way.

She was smart, but she had been blinded by love.

She actually had a ridiculous misconception that without Song Yaoyao around, she would have stood a chance with Huo Yunque.

But she forgot that after Huo Ningxi’s father passed away, she was no longer allowed at the front-of-house.

She only returned to the mansion this time because he needed a woman to take care of his precious woman.

Unfortunately, it was too late for her to realize this.

From now on, it would be extremely difficult for her to see that man again.

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“Yaoyao’s here! Yaoyao’s here!”

“Yaoyao, good morning~”

“Did you rest well last night? You were really cool yesterday! I bought you breakfast. Do you want to eat it?”

Song Yaoyao sensed the enthusiasm as soon as she entered the classroom.

After a moment of shock, her cheeks turned red.

“Thank you, I’ve already eaten,” she rejected gently as she held onto her bag.

“I have some chocolate. My father specifically bought it for me when he was on a business trip abroad. Yaoyao, you can have it!”

“Do you want some cake?”

Wherever she walked, someone would shove something into her arms.

By the time she arrived at her desk, her arms were completely full, and all that could be seen was the top of her head.

Tang Xinrou approached. When she saw this scene, she burst into laughter. “Oh my, what are you doing Precious?”

She rubbed Song Yaoyao on the head and thoughtfully grabbed the items out of her hands so she could finally breathe.

She stuck out her tongue. “Everyone’s too enthusiastic.”

Song Yaoyao didn’t quite understand it.

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Xu Yue rolled her eyes unhappily and said between gritted teeth, “Simps.”

The girls beside her were put in an awkward position.

They had no grudge against Song Yaoyao; Xu Yue was the one who was targeting Song Yaoyao because she was good friends with Song Jingwan.

But this had nothing to do with them!

When they thought about the scolding that their parents had given them and their orders for them to get along with Song Yaoyao, they looked at each other and made a decision.

From their bags, they pulled out some gift boxes.

Xu Yue narrowed her eyes. “What are you doing?”

The girls ignored her and walked over to Song Yaoyao. “Song Yaoyao.”

“Huh?” Just as Song Yaoyao was stressing about where to put all her stuff, a few more gift boxes appeared in front of her. She looked at the girls who normally followed Xu Yue around, and asked cautiously, “What’s inside? It wouldn’t be a bomb, right?”

“Pfff...”

Tang Xinrou collapsed in a fit of laughter.

“N-No. We want to be friends with you too.”

“That’s right, Song Yaoyao, let’s shake hands and come to a truce!”