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Chapter 572: I’m Going To Marry Him

And his ntal state seed to be abnormal!

“Brother!”

Song Yaoyao suddenly pounced into Song Wenchuan’s arms. She showed off the jade bangle on her wrist and asked, “Does it look good?”

Song Wenchuan caught her, and his ice-cold expression instantly lted. He fiddled with the bangle twice and curled his lips. “The transparency is good.”

“Who told you to look at that?”

Song Yaoyao glared at him. “Uncle said that this is for his future daughter-in-law!”

Now that she was wearing it, everyone admitted that she would be Huo Yunque’s wife in the future.

The girl smiled proudly, and her eyes sparkled.

She had only grown a little older, yet she already wanted to get married.

Song Wenchuan had a complicated expression on his face. He pinched Song Yaoyao’s cheek and sneered, “Student Song Yaoyao, do you know that no brother in the world would want to hear another man’s na from his sister’s mouth?”

“But Gege is not soone else, he is one of us!”

Song Yaoyao’s little face flushed red as she spoke shyly.

Her eyes darted around, and she tugged at Song Wenchuan’s sleeve. “I’m going to marry him in the future.”

Song Wenchuan glared at her in annoyance. “I’ve been doting on you for nothing. There won’t be any red packets tonight.”

“Hey!”

Song Yao puffed up her cheeks. “We’ve already agreed! How can you go back on your words? Hurry up and take out the red packets!”

She reached into his pocket and dug around. anwhile, Song Wenchuan let her search as she pleased. His jet-black eyelashes were lowered, and a faint smile filled his eyes.

Things seed like how they were before. He laughed, and she laughed. It was as if ti had never changed, and they had never felt the heart-wrenching feeling of being separated by life and death.

She was clearly still a child. How did she beco soone else’s?

“Brother, you really didn’t prepare a red packet for …?”

Song Yaoyao searched for a long ti, but to no avail. She pouted unhappily.

Song Wenchuan raised his eyebrows. “Yes, you’re calling soone else Gege so sweetly. My heart is about to break. How was I in the mood to prepare a red packet for you?”

Hearing this, the young girl’s beautiful eyes widened in shock. Her black pupils reflected the light from the chandelier and glowed with a lustrous luster.

After a long while, she whispered guiltily, “Th-that’s different!”

“How is it different, huh?”

“In short! It’s just different!”

Song Yaoyao stomped her feet. Seeing that she couldn’t explain it clearly, she imdiately went back on her word!

Song Wenchuan grunted, took out a red packet from sowhere, and stuffed it into her hand.

“Little brat.”

Song Yaoyao received the red packet and her eyes curved. “That’s because you spoil !”

In the distance, Huo Tian was pulled by Gu Fenlan. She turned her head as she walked and happened to see the man’s handso side profile and straight nose.

Outside, fireworks lit up and the light fell upon his face, highlighting his jawline.

It was extrely gentle.

Huo Tian once again heard the sound of her heart beating uncontrollably.

“You just sit here and don’t run around, do you hear ?” Gu Fenlan warned her and waited for her to nod before she left.

The sofa next to her sank.

Dai Shiqing teased with a smile, “What? Are you in love?”

Boom

Huo Tian buried her head in sha as she twiddled her fingers. “But he doesn’t like . He won’t even tell

his na.”

“So you went for so long but you didn’t even get his na?”

Huo Tian nodded and said sadly, “And he also said…”

After Dai Shiqing heard Huo Tian’s account of what happened, she was dumbfounded.

After a while, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Silly girl, he lied to you!”

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