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Chapter 780: Rubik’s Cube
Translator: Yunyi
Song Yaoyao shook her head and sat in the chair, shaking her legs out of boredom.
“There’s no need to trouble you.” Her voice was gentle, obedient, and soft.
However, Song Wenchuan was not used to it. He felt that she was being too polite.
“Yaoyao...”
He slowly walked to Song Yaoyao’s side and squatted down. His gaze swept up her body and looked into her eyes.
“Whether you believe it or not, in my heart, you will always be my little sister.”
She had been his little sister for more than ten years. How could the words ‘not related by blood’ easily erase everything?
Perhaps the other members of the Song Family could easily end all of this, but Song Wenchuan could not.
The man’s eyes were clear and bright. When he did not smile, his facial features were slightly sharp.
Song Yaoyao nodded. “I know.”
Song Wenchuan smiled bitterly. “You should blame us. After all, you’ve suffered a lot in the Song Family over the years. I am no exception.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe former Song Yaoyao was afraid of him. Before he could say anything, she would always flee.
He was older than Song Jingwan and Song Yaoyao. When they were in junior high, Song Wenchuan had already entered the company to help. Therefore, he didn’t know much about the relationship between the two sisters.
Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t do anything about it.
Unless, of course, he could completely separate Song Yaoyao from Song Jingwan by letting Song Yaoyao leave to live somewhere else and study. New chapters are published on No(v)elFire.net
But that was obviously unrealistic.
“I don’t blame you, really.”
Song Yaoyao was very sincere. As for the former Song Yaoyao, whether she blamed the Song Family or Song Wenchuan, Song Yaoyao didn’t know.
She clearly remembered who treated her well and who didn’t.
“Forget it.”
Song Wenchuan smiled, rubbed the space between his eyebrows and stood up. “Can you stay? Let’s have lunch together.”
“Sure, but I still have other things to do. Call me after you finish your work, Big Brother.”
Song Yaoyao tilted her head and jumped off the chair.
She took out a gift box from her bag and handed it to Song Wenchuan. “Here, this is for you to play with.”
“For me?”
Song Wenchuan was flattered. He took it. “Can I open it?”
“Of course.”
Song Yaoyao put her hands behind her back and smiled sweetly.
The gift box was gray, and inside it was a crystal Rubik’s Cube. It was cold to the touch and very textured.
Even though Song Wenchuan rarely played with this thing since he was young, it was given to him by Song Yaoyao, so the meaning was naturally different.
“Thank you, I like it very much.”
“It’s good that you like it. I’ll be leaving first then.”
Song Yaoyao waved her hand and walked out of the office briskly.
Song Wenchuan watched her leave and looked at the Rubik’s Cube in his hand. He couldn’t help but smile.
This was a gift from Yaoyao to him...
He played with the Rubik’s Cube with anticipation and excitement.
A few minutes later...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSong Wenchuan’s face was numb as he put the Rubik’s Cube back into the box.
He decided to treat this as an accessory.
This thing wasn’t suitable for him!
...
Song Yaoyao walked out of Song Corporation with light steps.
The sky was blue and a cool breeze was blowing.
“Miss Song.”
“Let’s go to Yulan Culture.”
At the entrance of Song Corporation, a luxurious car stopped steadily.
Song Jingwan stepped out and saw a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye. However, the other party didn’t notice her at all. She got into the car and left quickly.
Her gaze turned cold. She was sure that she hadn’t seen wrongly.
Song Yaoyao, what was she doing at Song Corporation?
“Good morning, Eldest Miss.”
“Eldest Miss.”
Song Jingwan was wearing high heels and a green dress. She had a demure and elegant temperament.
Everywhere she passed, people greeted her.
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