Yuan Yung imdiately beca annoyed and pushed away the food, "Not eating anymore." She burrowed into the bedding.
Huo Junting knew the girl was upset, he walked over wanting to lift the bedding, but found it tightly gripped by her hands; if he used force, it might hurt her. Sitting at the edge of the bed, he sighed, "I apologize, don’t be mad, okay?" He gently tugged at the bedding.
A few seconds later, the person inside erged, with eyes full of expectation looking at him, "I won’t be angry, but you must take to Qingcheng City. You handle your business, I promise I won’t cause trouble, I swear!"
"Don’t be capricious!" Huo Junting tossed three words.
"How am I being capricious!" Yuan Yung muttered, "If you don’t want to take , just say so, so many excuses and reasons."
"Nothing has happened yet! If it really happens, wouldn’t I be completely controlled, tch—"
Huo Junting didn’t hear clearly what the girl was muttering, but he was certain it wasn’t anything good, he looked her over from head to toe, thinking about her personality, if he didn’t take her with him this ti, she’d probably have a standoff with him for a long ti.
She might even secretly follow him, it’d be better to just take her openly, having her stay at the Xiao Family temporarily shouldn’t cause any issues.
"...Alright then! I’ll take you with ." Huo Junting reluctantly agreed, "But we have to agree on this, when we get to Qingcheng City, you must listen to , don’t negotiate like now, got it?"
Yuan Yung nodded vigorously, "Listen to you, listen to you."
After saying that, she looked at the now cold delicacies, smiling she picked them up again, continuing to eat without principle.
No choice, she was really too hungry.
——
Yuan Yung’s illness ca quickly and left quickly.
After being discharged from the hospital, she seed reborn, bouncing around with no sign of having undergone surgery.
But she always felt a bit curious, about what exactly her illness was, as Huo Junting would brush it off with simple words, and when she asked the doctors, their answers were ambiguous, summarizing it with: take good care of yourself and you’ll live long.
Since that’s the case, she wouldn’t worry excessively, maintaining a joyful mood is most important.
Yuan Yung flew on a private jet for the first ti, feeling excited like it was her first ti flying. She sat opposite Huo Junting, occasionally looking up at him, and after repeating the action more than ten tis, he finally couldn’t hold it in and put down his financial magazine, gazing into her eyes asked, "What’s up again?"
"Huo Junting, how much money do you actually have?"
"Not sure." The man chuckled, "But it’s probably enough to support you."
Yuan Yung secretly rolled her eyes, the way he said it made it sound like supporting her costs a lot.
Co on, her annual expenses are only about fifty or sixty thousand, definitely not costly! Probably just the sa as one of his als.
Ugh! Comparing oneself to others is really infuriating—
This was when the flight attendant walked over with drinks, looking at Huo Junting with eyes full of allure, as if she wanted to swallow him whole.
Yuan Yung saw this, clenching her hands, but looking at the flight attendant’s face and figure, she deflated like a balloon.
Really can’t compare.
So people’s looks are gifts from heaven, while others have to rely on effort, and there are so who have long given up, letting it grow how it may.
Unluckily, Yuan Yung belongs to the third kind.
She used to be fat, everyone told her she’d be pretty once she’d slim down, saying that overweight people have potential.
She believed it.
Now she’s slim, her weight never goes over a hundred, but damn it, she hasn’t gotten much prettier!
Once the pretty flight attendant left, Yuan Yung looked up at the man, sourly asking, "Was she just flirting with you?"
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