Chapter 793 He is a bad guy
Nolan, who was walking quietly, turned her head suddenly, "Little cute, don't you really consider being friends with me?"
Song Yaoyao politely refused.
"Thank you, no."
Her brother didn't make friends with this person. Obviously, he is not a good person!
"Oh...that's a pity."
Nolan shrugged, "However, I won't give up."
He smiled at Song Yaoyao, no harm to humans and animals.
Nolan is gone.
Huo Jiu couldn't relax for a long time. Looking at Song Yaoyao, he seemed to be organizing language, and he didn't know how to ask.
"I do not know him."
Song Yaoya himself also had a lot of doubts, "Huo Jiu, who is he?"
The person who can make Huo Jiu feel dangerous is definitely not good.
Huo Jiu pulled his lips and couldn't laugh at all.
"A bad guy."
Song Yaoyao: "..."
"In short, what you did, Miss Song, is right. Don't get too close to this person. He is dangerous and not a good thing."
Song Yaoya blinked, "Huo Jiu, you look like..."
"what?"
"A man who can't ask for an ex-boyfriend, so that love and hatred...man?"
Huo Jiu: "..."
This joke is not funny at all!
Thank you.
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Xin Songyao didn't look at it.
Sometimes she believes her feelings paranoidly.
For example, when she touched the letter in her hand, her first feeling was unhappy.
If you look at it, it may cause her more unhappiness.
So Song Yaoya chose not to watch it.
She clipped the letter into the book and pressed it to the bottom of the drawer.
Read this letter again when she is in a very good mood.
Before that, let it stay here quietly.
"Miss Song, Mr. Song has come to visit you, do you want to see you?"
The servant stood outside, knocked gently on the door, and asked in a low voice.
Song Yao had a meal, and closed the drawer behind without changing his color.
The voice is extremely weak, "No see."
There is no need to see.
"Okay, then I will go down and reply to him."
downstairs.
Song Wenchuan saw the servant go downstairs, and asked expectantly: "Where is your slender? Did she agree with me?"
"Sorry."
The servant shook his head, "Ms. Song is unwell and is resting in the room. So there is no way to see you in person. Please ask Mr. Song to come back."
"She is sick? Is it serious? Can you let me go up and see her?"
"Sorry."
The servant was very distressed, "Please also Mr. Song not to embarrass me, Miss Song is not willing to see you, please come back."
Song Wenchuan could actually rush upstairs directly over the servant, but in the end he did not choose to do so.
He didn't know which room Song Yaoyao lived in, and it was even possible that he would be stopped as soon as he rushed up.
"Then... I'll come back tomorrow."
"Mr. Song."
The servant sent Song Wenchuan to the door, "I don't know what happened between you and Miss Song, but I don't think Miss Song would like to see you in a short time."
Song Wenchuan paused and turned to look at the servant who was talking.
She looks very young, in her early twenties. He looks ordinary, barely delicate, thin and weak, and speaks very calmly.
He took a breath and said in a low voice, "Anyone said this? She doesn't want to see me again?"
The servant looked at him quietly, tacitly.
"I know."
Song Wenchuan twitched the corners of his lips, the light in his eyes dimmed a little.
"Then I'll wait for her to calm down. I will trouble you."
After he finished speaking, he stooped into the car and left quickly.
The servant stood at the door, watching the car go away and disappear.
(End of this chapter)