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Chapter 821: Brother, P’ll Feed You
Translator: Yunyi
“That’s pretty good.” Song Jingwan smiled and said sincerely, “Feiran is a good
guy. He and Tang Xinrou are indeed a good match.”
Feiran?
Song Yaoyao scoffed.
Her gaze slowly swept over the cake.
Ah..
She really wanted to eat it.
Song Jingwan’s gaze was gloomy. She tilted her head and asked curiously,
“Aren’t you going to eat it?
“Do you really want me to eat it?” This chapter is updated by novelenglish.net . ꜰire
Song Yaoyao suddenly turned her head. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly as she
supported her chin and looked at Song Jingwan. “Is there poison inside?
The young girl’s eyes were bright. She curled her lips slyly like a little fox.
“How can that be?
Song Jingwan was surprised. “I have never touched that cake.” She found it
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfunny. “Yaoyao, I know Ive done a lot of things to you in the past, but that was
all due to jealousy. Now that you’re no longer a child of the Song Family, you
won’t compete with me for my parents ‘favor. I don’t need to target you anymore.
After saying that, she stood up and said gently.
“Besides, even if I want to target someone, it wouldn’t be you. It would be Song
Weiwei.”
She curved her lips at Song Yaoyao and turned around to leave.
After a long time..
Song Yaoyao clicked her tongue lightly and yawned. “Interesting”
The last toothache traumatized Song Yaoyao. Her gaze lingered on the piece of
cake, and she moved her gaze away with difficulty.
Resist.
I can do it.
But the sweet smell kept drilling into her nose. Song Yaoyao sniffed and stood
up.
Out of sight, out of mind.
She walked towards the bathroom.
She didn’t notice that behind her, a pair of cute little children were holding
hands as they ran through the crowd to the piece of cake.
“Brother, there’s a piece of cake here!”
“No, Mom said not to eat too much sweets, it’ll make you fat.”
Xiao Ye refused verbally, but he quietly swallowed his saliva. His gaze fell on
the cake that was emitting a sweet smell, and he couldn’t shift his gaze away.
“But mom isn’t here right now. It’s okay to eat just a little bit,” Tong Tong
pouted.
She took the opportunity when Xiao Ye wasn’t paying attention and quickly
picked up a fork to take a bite.
The sweet taste melted in her mouth, and her eyes curved happily.
“It’s so delicious! Here, let me feed you!”
Tong Tong carefully cut off a small piece of cake and held it with her little
hand. She tiptoed over and brought it to Xiao Ye’s mouth.
Desserts were too tempting for a child.
Xiao Ye looked around, but he did not see Lin Shuang. He pursed his lips. “Then
let’s make it clear that we can only eat this piece. We can’t eat any more.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSeeing that her brother had agreed, Tong Tong hurriedly nodded.
“Yes, yes, I’l listen to you!”
The passing guests saw two exceptionally cute children together, eating the
cake bit by bit.
Everyone who saw them couldn’t help but smile.
“Song Yaoyao? What a sımall world. Why do I always run into you whereverl
go
Song Yaoyao had just stepped out of the bathroom when she ran into an
acquaintance near the sink.
An Ruoyao slowly wiped the water off her hands and looked at Song Yaoyao
with a sneer.
The way she sized her up made her feel particularly uncomfortable.
Song Yaoyao ignored her and slowly walked to the sink.
“What’s the matter?”
She pumped some soap into her hand and carefully lathered it until it was full
of foam. It was as if she was completely immersed in her own world.
She treated An Ruoyao like air.
Again, it was this arrogant attitude that made An Ruoyao more and more
uncomfortable.
“Iheard that you were chased out by the Songs... Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful.”