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Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 569 - Red Packet For My Little Friend, Miss Song
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Chapter 569: Red Packet For My Little Friend, Miss Song

After a long while, he put away his phone and said coldly, “What does it have to do with me?”

With that, he stood up and went upstairs. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

Huo Zexi and a few of his brothers were left looking at each other. “Eh? Why is he so angry?”

“Rascal! Why are you asking so much? Just enjoy yourself!”

As he was speaking, Huo Zexi was slapped on the back of his head. The woman glared at him and warned him not to spout nonsense.

These juniors didn’t know much, but they were aware of the situation here.

For example…

They knew that Song Yaoyao, who was now Huo Yunque’s partner, used to be Huo Ningxi’s fiancée.

As for why she broke up with Huo Ningxi and how she got together with Huo Yunque, they didn’t know.

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But they had to admit that this girl had a good life.

Some people were born to be loved and adored by others. It was hard not to be envious.

“Yaoyao, come…”

Grandfather Huo held a red packet in his hand and waved at Song Yaoyao.

“Go ahead.”

Huo Yunque patted her back and encouraged her.

Only then did Song Yaoyao skip over. “Grandfa— Uncle…”

“Haha!” Grandfather Huo laughed loudly. “You haven’t adjusted to the new greeting yet, have you? Actually, I don’t even mind if you call me dad directly. We can get to know each other in advance.”

Song Yaoyao blushed because of Grandfather Huo’s teasing.

Her eyes flickered, and she stammered with embarrassment.

Not far away, his son was watching their every move like a tiger watching its prey. Grandfather Huo shook his head and laughed as he stuffed the red packet into Song Yaoyao’s hand. “Here, I wish you and Yunque a good relationship in the new year.”

Song Yaoyao’s heart softened, and she nodded heavily. “Yes! I will!”

“Oh right, and this…”

Grandfather Huo opened the box, and a bright crimson color appeared in front of Song Yaoyao’s eyes.

It was a transparent blood jade bangle. Under the light, there seemed to be water ripples flowing inside the bangle, and it was so beautiful that it was unreal.

Grandfather Huo stroked the bangle with nostalgia. “Your aunt used to wear it. She said she wanted to leave it for her future daughter-in-law, but unfortunately, she couldn’t give it away herself. Here, try it on.”

“I…”

Song Yaoyao couldn’t help but take two steps back. “Keep it as a memento…”

From Grandfather Huo’s eyes and the words he said in the greenhouse, Song Yaoyao could feel the burning passion hidden in his calm eyes.

He must have loved his wife very much.

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Hearing this, Grandfather Huo laughed. “A memento isn’t something that an inanimate object can be. Ah Shu left me more than this. The most precious things are all here!” He nodded his head and smiled as he handed the bracelet to Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao was still in a daze when a large hand reached out from behind her and took the bangle.

“Gege?” Song Yaoyao raised her head.

Her small hand was held, and the slightly cool and moist feeling stuck to her skin. Huo Yunque put the bangle on for her.

The young girl’s skin was sparkling white, giving off a creamy look. It complemented the jade bracelet, making it even more transparent and flawless.

“It’s perfect.”

Song Yaoyao suddenly felt like she was wearing a stone that was worth a thousand kilograms. She was extremely worried. “Take it off, take it off! What if I smash it?”

She was so nervous that she was about to cry. She held the bangle in her small hands and did not dare to move.

Seeing her little face scrunched up and looking pitiful, Huo Yunque rubbed her head, signaling for her to relax.

“It’s not that easy to break. If it breaks, then it’s destiny.”

There was no eternity in this world. Everything had to end one day.