Chapter 33: Sweet
Translator: Yunyi
As soon as his docunt closed, Huo Yunque’s voice sounded, “Huo Qi...”
“Yes! Do you have any instructions, Sir?”
“Go...” — the man paused for a mont, looked to the right, and his eyes fell on a bourgeois style drink store — “buy her a drink.”
“Huh? Buy what for who?” Huo Qi asked blankly, not realizing who he was referring to.
As soon as he spoke, he found himself staring into the man’s cold, narrow eyes. Huo Qi shivered and suddenly understood.
“Are you referring to Miss Song?” he asked as he imdiately threw open the door and stepped out. But just as he jogged a few steps, he turned back around and asked, “Sir, what flavor?”
Flavor?
Huo Yunque squeezed the prayer beads around his wrist. His hair was swept across the top of his eyes, casting a shadow on his nose bridge.
After so ti, he finally replied, “Sweet.”
Huo Qi stumbled. Sensing that Huo Yunque was growing colder and colder, he imdiately turned around and started running.
It was stupid of him to ask. Huo Yunque never bought drinks, how would he know all the different milk tea flavors?
Huo Qi went to the store obediently. As he entered, he brushed shoulders with a male student.
Naturally, he did not notice that the boy was holding a cup of milk tea and looking toward the school gates. As soon as the boy spotted a beautiful figure that he had been looking for, his eyes lit up and he imdiately ran toward her.
“Song Jingwan!”
Song Yaoyao heard this, but her eyes did not shift even the slightest.
She stared at the ground and spotted an ant weaving its way through the crowd.
Song Jingwan neatened her windswept hair and smiled at the person that called her na. When she noticed it was soone from her class, her smile increased. “What’s the matter, classmate?”
ng Hang was srized as he looked at her smiling face and he blushed. Holding onto the milk tea, he offered it to Song Jingwan, “Let
treat you to milk tea.”
“Wow!”
Song Jingwan blinked in surprise. “Did you buy this for ?”
She accepted the milk tea with a smile. She clearly knew the boy’s intentions, but she pretended not to know. “Thank you. I’ll treat you next ti.”
“N-No need! As long as you like it. Anyway...see you tomorrow!” the boy blushed as he quickly finished what he had to say and ran off.
“Tch—”
As soon as the boy left, Song Jingwan scoffed as she looked at the milk tea in disgust.
“Hey, you can drink it,” she said as she handed the milk tea to Song Yaoyao as though she pitied her.
Song Yaoyao lifted her head and stared into Song Jingwan’s eyes. “Soone gave that as a gift to you.”
“I know. So what? Must I drink every single milk tea that’s gifted to ? I would get fat if that’s the case,” Song Jingwan smiled fakely with a trace of arrogance in her eyes. “Besides, didn’t I always give you the milk tea that others gave ?”
Song Yaoyao held onto her backpack. She did not understand Song Jingwan’s actions.
“Karma will get you for dismissing the kindness of others.”
After saying this, she turned her head back to look at the ground. However, the ant was now gone.
Song Jingwan was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and her parents had always doted on her, so she always got what she wanted. But Song Yaoyao did not see anything positive about her sister. Instead, she noticed her fake and cruel personality.
Her values had long gone bad.
“Karma? Okay, I’ll wait for it! If he wants to win my heart with a cup of milk tea, then he’s being too naive,” Song Jingwan said with disdain. She then glanced at Song Yaoyao and said, “Are you drinking the milk tea or not? If not I will—”
“Miss Song!”
At that mont, a familiar voice imdiately made Song Yaoyao’s tensed expression soften. Her eyes lit up and she looked over to find Huo Qi walking toward her with a cup of milk tea and a box of dessert.
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