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Chapter 777: If There Was An If
Translator: Yunyi
Song Weiwei didn’t interrupt the rest of the party.
She leaned on the railing of the large balcony and looked at the red lights of the city which converged like a galaxy of stars. The bustling city was charming and made her unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
In the past, Song Weiwei also liked to look at the night scenery. At that time, she was mostly confused and didn’t know what she wanted to do in the future.
But now, her confusion was filled with fear.
She did not want to turn into something that Song Yaoyao hated...
...
“Ugh...”
Huo Ningxi had drunk a lot that night and vomited once in the bathroom. At that moment, his footsteps were unsteady and his eyes were slightly red.
He staggered over and almost bumped into Song Weiwei.
“Are you okay?”
Song Weiwei wanted to help him up, but the next moment, Huo Ningxi moved aside as if he was still conscious and took the initiative to avoid her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSong Weiwei smiled bitterly. “I didn’t mean to do anything...”
She simply wanted to help Huo Ningxi up because she was afraid that he would fall when he was drunk.
“No need.”
Huo Ningxi rubbed his face and said in a cold voice.
He supported himself against the wall and walked past Song Weiwei. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ _Fire
He was almost done walking when he looked up and saw a boy with a vicious look between his eyebrows sitting boldly with his hand on the handrail and his other hand twirling a wine glass.
Seeing that Huo Ningxi had finally come out, Shen Xun raised his eyebrows and said with a faint smile, “Young Master Huo, seems like you can’t hold your liquor.”
His tone sounded like he was provoking him.
Even if he wasn’t, Huo Ningxi had acquiesced that he was.
He pinched the space between his eyebrows and strode over.
“Let’s have some more.”
Song Weiwei opened her mouth. This was too...
“Shen Xun, did you forget something?”
A soft voice was heard and a snow-white hand took away the wine bottle on the table.
Shen Xun was stunned.
Song Yaoyao smiled. “Huo Ningxi is not in our class, so I can’t control him. But did you forget that you still have homework to do?”
Did he think he could escape just because they were having a gathering?
Did he want to get drunk??Go home and do your homework!
“Pfff,” Huo Ningxi held his forehead and couldn’t help but laugh softly.
Shen Xun’s forehead was filled with lines. He said helplessly, “Big Bro, save me some face.”
“Oh.”
Song Yaoyao understood. “Boss, bring me all the alcohol in the shop.”
Shen Xun: “Don’t...” The corner of his mouth twitched and he hurriedly begged for mercy. “Can I not drink anymore?”
After saying that, he looked at Huo Ningxi from the corner of his eyes and said provocatively, “Next time, after the college entrance examination ends, set a time for me to get drunk with you! Whoever falls first is a loser!”
Huo Ningxi’s head was already dizzy, but it was a pity that there was still a trace of clarity left.
He covered his eyes and laughed, “Do you think I’m afraid of you?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSo, it was decided.
Actually, for a moment, Huo Ningxi wanted to ask Song Yaoyao if it was okay for him to transfer to Class 3-3? And could she care about him too?
However, saying it out loud would be a little too shameless.
Xu Yue went upstairs and stood at the staircase. “Yaoyao, your man is here to pick you up. Let’s go.”
“Oh, okay.”
Song Yaoyao nodded. “I’ll go down first. Huo Qi will send you back later. It’s not safe for you to go back alone.”
With that, she picked up her backpack.
“Don’t tell Small Uncle...”
Huo Ningxi opened his mouth, his eyes misty.
His hoarse voice sounded like a trapped beast.
He stubbornly looked into Song Yaoyao’s eyes and repeated himself.
“Don’t tell Small Uncle that I’m here. Please...”
He had already lost so many times, and even shamelessly begged his uncle.
The better their lives were together, the more he felt like a clown in contrast.
Even though it was all his own doing.
If...
If only there was an if....
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