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Chapter 194: Is Gege Having A Bath?
Uncle Zhang noticed that there was something unusual about Song Yaoyao. Her energy was lacking and she seemed to be in a daze.
As she watched the car drive off, the emotions in her eyes were hard to decipher.
Her usual vibrance was missing.
“What’s wrong? Did someone bully you?” As Uncle Zhang led her into the house, his heart ached.
Over the course of their time together, even though it could be seen as disrespectful, he genuinely treated Song Yaoyao like his own granddaughter.
The girl had a good temper and was polite; never looking down on anyone. She also spoke sweetly, and she had a lively personality. Ever since she came to the mansion, the atmosphere was no longer dull and lifeless.
“No,” Song Yaoyao lifted her head. Her eyes were still red as she smiled sweetly at Uncle Zhang. “Uncle Zhang, where’s Gege? I miss him...”
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Uncle Zhang also smiled when he saw her smile. “I don’t think he’s realized that you’re back. At this time, he should be in his room. Do you want to go see him?”
If it was someone else, Uncle Zhang would never let them disturb Huo Yunque’s peace, but Song Yaoyao was different.
The entire household was happy to dote on her, and the Master doted on her the most.
“Okay~”
“Miss Song, give me your stuff, I can take them back to your room for you.”
A maid smiled as she grabbed the bags out of Song Yaoyao’s hands. “Miss Song, your big brother really loves you,” she sighed.
He was nothing like the Song Couple from last time who didn’t care about Miss Song and only cared about their own schemes. What was the point of parents like that?
“Thank you,” Song Yaoyao said politely before she ran upstairs.
A million thoughts ran through her head.
Back when she read this , she had merely skimmed through it because it didn’t match her moral values. For example, the way that Song Jingwan seduced Huo Ningxi even though he was her younger sister’s fiance. Sure, it was just a verbal agreement, but everyone knew about it.
Worst of all, not only did she not clarify things, she even acted like a victim who believed that true love was invincible.
If the secondary female lead didn’t share the same name as her, she would have never read it.
Now that she had actually become one of the characters, Song Yaoyao was the most curious about Song Wenchuan. Clearly, he didn’t completely dismiss his younger sister, but why wasn’t he around when the original Song Yaoyao was kicked out?
Only a short while ago, when she saw the car accident, did she finally realize the reason.
It wasn’t because he didn’t care. He had no ability to care.
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“Gege, are you inside?”
Song Yaoyao stood at the door and gave it a knock. She didn’t get a response but she wanted to see the man desperately. This was the first person who showed her kindness after she arrived in this world.
Even though he looked fierce at the time...
She tested the handle with her hand and it opened with a click.
Song Yaoyao licked her lips and quietly peered inside.
She had been in this bedroom before. Everything was still placed in the same place except for the book on top of the bedside table.
The sound of splashing water entered her ears. Song Yaoyao’s eyes immediately opened wide.
What was Gege doing? Having a bath?
Before she realized what she was doing, she had subconsciously reached the bathroom door.
The frosted glass door was half-closed. Inside, the man lay in the big bathtub with his head facing up; his sexy adam’s apple showing. The showerhead was spraying from the ceiling, covering everything below it in water. His arms bent back; the lines of his tight muscles were prominent, displaying his strength.
Meanwhile, waterdrops glided off his chin and disappeared into a place that could not be seen...
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