Chapter 1178 Playing with fire and self-immolation

"Really?" Song Yaoyao smiled sweetly. She raised her hand and calmly pushed away Zhong Li's face, which was extremely close. "I'm afraid that Mr. Zhong Li will play with fire and set himself on fire."

Her little hands are soft, exuding warm and delicate touch.

Zhong Li was taken aback, then laughed.

He straightened up, the pressure in his eyes was extremely strong when he looked down, and he stared at Song Yaoyao closely, "I look forward to that day."

Song Yao raised his eyebrows and shrugged.

When Zhong Li walked toward the reception room, a soft voice suddenly sounded.

"I'm actually very curious about one thing," Song Yaoya turned around and looked at Zhong Li. "Don't you have any feelings for Song Jingwan?"

In the original book, this is the second villain, who loves Song Jingwan deeply.

The girl tilted her head, her black eyes filled with curiosity, and the corners of her lips were pursed with narrow meaning. Two completely different emotions were contradictory to the girl.

Zhongli twitched his forehead, not knowing if it was Song Yaoya's illusion, something that could be called contempt flashed in his eyes quickly, but it quickly converged, and even Song Yaoya wondered if she was wrong.

"Who is Song Jingwan? I don't know."

He dropped these words and left.

Song Yaoya licked her lips, put her little hand in her jacket pocket, and made an ‘oh’ after knowingly.

Not long after Zhongli's front foot left, Huo Yunque returned with his back foot.

Huo Qi went upstairs to pack things, Song Yaoya only then realized that Huo Yunque was going abroad again.

"Zhong Li has been here?"

He beckoned and waited for Song Yaoyao to pass by, pulling her into his arms, and napping her soft and fragrant hair tenderly.

"Well."

Song Yao's cat seemed to hug his thin waist and act like a baby. "Mr. Huo, why do you have such a good vision?"

The girl's voice was soft and sweet, with just the right kind of coquetry.

Huo Yunque was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted as hindsight. His Adam's apple was trembling, his low and lazy smile overflowed, and he was indifferently with a strong and seductive sexiness.

"I also want to know."

He pressed his big palm against Song Yaoyao's slender back, and rubbed his thumb.

"Cut, narcissism~"

Song Yaoyao crawled around his neck, leaned forward and asked for a kiss, beaming with joy.

If Song Yaoya turned his head at this time, he could see the man's cold eyes like a pool of cold, and the dazzling light outside the window fell on his clear face, but he could not dispel the lonely and severe cold all over him.

"Sir, everything is packed."

Huo Qi appeared untimely.

Song Yaoya curled his lips, hugging Huo Yunque's neck and muttered, "I'm going on a business trip again."

Hearing her complaint, Huo Yunque smiled lowly, stood up suddenly, held her small **** with one hand, and walked out of the door.

"I really want to take you away."

Song Yaoya was also a little moved, she just happened to be fine recently. Although it is very sad to leave all the affairs of the new company to Xia Lao, Song Yaoyao really has no interest in managing the company!

She hangs on Huo Yunque's body like a koala, and the servants of the Huo family have long been used to it. Uncle Zhang quickly bowed his head when he saw this scene, and respectfully sent Huo Yunque out, his eyes were filled with a kind smile that could not be concealed.

Huo Qi dragged his luggage, and a group of assistants stood outside the door.

Song Yao was dazed, and reluctantly got off Huo Yunque.

"Okay, let's go outside and go back."

Huo Yunque patted her little face, and gently coaxed her, "I strive to come back soon."

"How fast is it soon?"

Huo Yunque paused with her question, and he pressed his eyebrows amusedly, "You know I don't make an insecure guarantee." He can only say as soon as possible.

"alright."

Song Yaoya curled his lips and waved his hand to indicate that Huo Yunque could leave.

Slimy, so embarrassed looking at so many eyes?

"You go first." Huo Yunque ordered quietly.

Huo Qi immediately signaled to drive people away and don't stay here as light bulbs.

Song Yaoya felt embarrassed and touched her nose. This man is always like this, and he would have insights when her mind changed. Nothing can hide from his eyes, just like now.

Huo Yunque stepped forward and gently kissed her forehead.

"Be good at home."

Song Yaoyao blushed slightly, and she touched the remaining touch on her forehead, "You also pay attention to safety, and!" She clenched her fist, "Stay away from those women! Don't let them approach you, I will let Huo Qi monitor you. Oh!"

"Okay, I remember."

Squeezing her cheek, Huo Yunque turned and strode away.

He didn't look back, afraid that he couldn't help but want to take the blushing little girl in his pocket.

"Miss Song, there is your call."

Song Yaoya retracted his gaze and answered the phone, "Hello, I am Song Yaoya." As her voice fell, the smile on Song Yaoya's lips gradually disappeared.

In the next second, she put the phone into Uncle Zhang's hand and raised her foot to chase.

Huo Yunque, who was about to get in the car, was grabbed by the corner of his clothes. He paused and turned his head.

"What's the matter?" He was helpless and funny, "Suddenly so clingy--"

Before he finished speaking, he noticed Song Yaoyao's reddish eyes.

On the plane, Song Yaoya grabbed her fingers, she didn't prepare anything, and just followed Huo Yunque.

After getting off the plane, Huo Yunque put her own coat on her, "Let Huo Jiu and Huo Si follow you, bring people, pay attention to safety, don't worry me, you know?"

Song Yaoya nodded quickly.

Huo Yunque also has many things to do and cannot accompany her to the hospital.

Yes, Song Yaoyao received a call from Alice in Huo's house.

She only had time to say a few words and hung up the phone hastily.

"Go to the hospital."

After getting off the plane and getting into the car, Song Yaoyao calmly ordered.

Earl Lankster was not in the hospital, only bodyguards dressed in black, and the ward was airtight, so that even flies would never want to fly under their eyelids.

"Please stop."

"Step aside!"

Song Yaoyao had cold eyes and colder voice.

When she was not smiling, her eyes were extremely deep, revealing endless coldness and indifference, her whole body aura was strong and aggressive.

The black-clothed bodyguard immediately entered a state of vigilance, and drew out his gun.

Following his movements, the surrounding bodyguards followed him and took out their weapons.

But the people Song Yaoyao brought were not vegetarians. Before they could do anything, Huo Si had put the gun on the head of the man in black.

The smile was particularly gloomy, "If it doesn't look like being headshot, I suggest that you better put down your guns."

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a while.

"Hey! What is this doing? Albert, put the gun down!"

The low voice of the middle-aged man came from behind, and with the sound of footsteps, Earl Lankster walked to Song Yaoyao.

He wore a British-style suit, the jewel pin reflected the bright light, and his back was meticulously combed. There was no awkward fold on his clothes.

Exquisite and gorgeous aristocratic appearance.

(End of this chapter)