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Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 255: No Next Time
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Chapter 255: No Next Time

The man who had his arm around Xu Yue’s waist rubbed his chin and clicked his tongue in surprise. “Not bad. You do have a bit of skill.”

After fighting for so long, no one managed to even touch a single piece of her clothing.

One of the men were frustrated. He gave his friend a look and they quickly surrounded her while enduring their injuries. All of a sudden, one of them pulled out a dagger from their pocket...

“Yaoyao, be careful!”

Tang Xinrou’s expression immediately changed and she began to rush toward Song Yaoyao.

“Don’t come near me!” Song Yaoyao warned as she narrowed her dark eyes at Tang Xinrou.

Tang Xinrou paused. She clenched her fists and made a decision to kill Xu Yue after everything was over!

In the distance.

“Master Huo...”

Huo Qi grew anxious as he watched the men surround Miss Song. A cold sweat formed on his forehead.

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Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes as the moon shone down on him. His eyes looked into the distance as though he was examining something.

His long slender fingers played with the prayer beads on his wrist.

Huo Qi was extremely anxious. “Are you not helping Miss Song? What if she gets hurt?!”

“Let her fight.”

The man’s voice was calm. As light seeped through his long eyelashes, it cast a shadow on his cheekbone. His gaze was unpredictable.

Huo Qi opened his mouth, wondering why Huo Yunque said that.

He was clearly worried about Miss Song, that was why he personally came to pick her up. But why was he not making a move when she was in danger?

Huo Qi watched anxiously. However, he quickly began to feel numb.

Her every punch was firm and pitiful cries filled the air.

Some people thought they had encountered a fight, when they noticed that the alleyway was blocked by several big black-suited men. They looked extremely intimidating.

Tang Xinrou sighed and saw the noble man standing under the moonlight. Her heart skipped a beat.

When did Mr. Huo arrive? she thought to herself.

Xu Yue’s face turned green. She didn’t expect Song Yaoyao to be so tough. The video she was recording seemed to be mocking her.

She wanted to see Song Yaoyao humiliate herself. Instead, she had beaten everyone up and they were crawling all over the ground.

All the men had fallen.

Xu Yue looked at her friends and decided to escape.

But as soon as she stepped out of the alleyway, a handsome face looked at her.

The young man’s lips seemed to be smiling. He stuck out his hand politely, “Are you okay, Miss?”

Xu Yue blushed, “I’m...fine...”

“Do you need my help? I can take you home.”

The man’s face was too handsome. When he smiled, it was like a crisp breeze under the moonlight; clean and charming.

She was completely mesmerized as she fell into a daze staring at the man. “If you can...that would be great...”

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“Tch—”

Huo Qi looked past the crowd and watched as Huo Jiu flirted on the other side. He crossed his arms and complained.

“Master Huo, look at Huo Jiu’s flirtatious expression! Oh, Master, wait for me...”

“Song Yaoyao.”

Song Yaoyao held in her frustration and wiped a tear from the corner of her eyes as she turned her head. “Gege?”

When did he arrive?

She immediately relaxed and pounced into his arms.

The man brushed away her tears and glanced down at the girl with a dark, unpredictable gaze. “Are you feeling better?”

He brushed his hand through her jet-black hair as he lowered his voice.

Song Yaoyao wrapped her arms around his waist. Although her hands hurt, her heart was calm.

She nodded her head as she wiped her tears onto the man’s knitted sweater.

“There will be no next time.”

Huo Yunque allowed her to fight this time, but it was the last time she was acting recklessly and hurting herself as a sacrifice.