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Chapter 897 Kiss, Hug, Lift
“Of course we’ll get married.” Song Yaoyao sat on the ground, hugging her knees as she looked into the distance, smiling. “But, it’s also necessary to let everyone know about our relationship before then.”
She had always thought that Huo Yunque would remain calm when it came to relationships.
It wasn’t until that day when she saw Huo Yunque hiding in her room and secretly drinking alone that Song Yaoyao suddenly understood something.
No matter how strong a person was, when they met someone they cared about, they would feel uneasy. Tang Xinrou scratched her head. “But all of us already know that you two are a couple even though rituals are necessary.”
The whistle sounded. The coach was requesting a gathering
Song Yaoyao patted her head and stood up from the ground.
“You’ll understand in the future.”
How could she have the heart to make him feel uneasy when she liked someone?
Huo Corporation, outside the chairman’s office on the top floor.
Huo Qi’s expression was solemn as he pursed his lips.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“What’s the matter?”
“Master, our plane crashed.”
This news was suppressed and not reported by the news media.
“Got it, you handle it.”
Huo Yunque pushed his glasses, his eyes glimmering behind them.
Last night, he did not take the plane according to his original schedule, but the plane still took off that night.
For some reason, when he heard the news, the first thing that came to Huo Yunque’s mind was Song Yaoyao’s pale, panicked little face.
She held onto the corner of his shirt tightly, unwilling to let go, afraid that he would leave. Google seaʀᴄh Novᴇ(l)Fɪre.net
Now, an accident had happened.
It was exactly what Song Yaoyao had told him.
Huo Qi did not know about this. He simply complained to Huo Jiu on WeChat.
Huo Qi: “The plane that Mr. Song was going to take yesterday crashed! Fortunately, Miss Song came back in time, so Mr. Song did not get on the plane. Otherwise, the result would have been unimaginable.”
Huo Jiu: “You mustn’t know.”
Huo Qi: “Know what?”
Huo Jiu: “Miss Song knew that there would be an accident, so she stopped Mr. Huo from leaving. Otherwise, why do you think she came back from school?”
“What?”
Huo Qi did not know whether to laugh or cry. He thought that Huo Jiu was talking nonsense.
But...
As he smiled, the expression on his face suddenly froze. Could it be true?
Last night, Miss Song’s behavior was really unusual; she looked frightened. When she saw her husband, she even grabbed onto him like a lifesaver and refused to let go.
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Huo Jiu: “If you can’t figure it out, then don’t think about it. Only the people around you know about your schedule. Remember to check it out.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHuo Qi felt a chill all over his body. How did things become so strange? He had simply watched helplessly as things ran in an irreversible direction. It was as if the world had become supernatural.
Moreover, Huo Qi could not think of any reason to explain Song Yaoyao’s abnormal behavior last night.
Huo Qi thought, “Miss Song is really amazing...”
He was convinced.
Regardless of whether Miss Song did it intentionally or not, it was all thanks to her that the Master was able to escape.
Huo Jiu curled his lips, feeling honored.
Another day of military training ended. The intensity was getting higher and higher.
Even Song Yaoyao was starting to struggle, not to mention the others.
After a long day, Wang Jiayu and Ye Meichen lay in bed with no strength to move. Song Yaoyao threw herself onto her bed and picked up her mobile phone to send messages.
Yaoyao: “Gege, I’m so tired.”
Yaoyao: “I want a kiss, a hug, and I want to be lifted up high...”
Gege: [KissHugLift.jpg]
“Pfff—”
Song Yaoyao was habitually acting coquettishly. Who knew she’d received such an interesting meme.