Mrs Huo is a Crybaby(518) (Completed)

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Chapter 1111: Miss Tang’s Financial Backer?

Translator: Yunyi

An Feiran’s expression instantly changed. He didn’t show it on his face but his ears turned red.

Song Yaoyao swore that she didn’t want to know so much. But her Gege had been a bad influence.

She picked up her bag and walked out without looking back.

“I’ll leave her to you. I’m sleepy, so I’ll leave first.”

“Okay, be careful on the road.”

If not for Song Yaoyao being present, An Feiran, who had been kissed, would definitely not have looked at Tang Xinrou like that. He would have probably kissed her back.

Sigh, if I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have been a third wheel.?Song Yaoyao shook her head and sighed.

…

The next day, Song Yaoyao was woken up by a series of calls.

Tang Xinrou’s scream could be heard from the phone receiver.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Song Yaoyao quickly took the phone away and rubbed her aching ears. “What happened?”

There was a few seconds of silence. Tang Xinrou lowered her voice and stammered, “An Feiran and I… W-we slept together!”

Song Yaoyao: “…Oh.”

What was so strange about that?

Song Yaoyao’s indifference made Tang Xinrou feel wronged. She was going crazy on the other end of the phone. “Oh? What are you ‘Oh’ about! Don’t you think it’s very sudden? I’m only twenty years old!”

“Stop—”

Song Yaoyao interrupted her and asked, “Miss Tang, do you need me to remind you?”

“Wh-what?”

Because of this evildoer’s instigation, she had not had a proper night’s sleep and often took supplements.

Cough—

Tang Xinrou burst into a fit of coughing. “Oh! An Feiran seems to have woken up. I’m hiding in the bathroom right now, so… I’ll hang up first! Let’s chat another time. Bye bye~”

After saying this, she quickly hung up the phone.

Song Yaoyao curled her lips and rolled her eyes.

“That’s it?”

“Hmmm?” A shadow suddenly appeared behind her, and two large hands were pressed against her abdomen. “Student Song Yaoyao, you seem to have a lot of resentment?”

A clear and pleasant voice sounded in her ears, the tone rising slowly at the end. The meaning was hard to understand.

Cough cough cough cough cough!

This time, it was Song Yaoyao who coughed. She lowered her head, and her small face quickly turned red. Her thoughts quickly changed. She had no idea when Huo Yunque had come over.

“Not answering? Have I not been serving you well? Huh?”

Sensing that Huo Yunque’s hands were getting more and more impudent, and his words were tinged with danger, Song Yaoyao quickly shook her head.

It may have been like that at the beginning.

Song Yaoyao turned around with difficulty, stood on her tiptoes, and used all her strength to cling onto Huo Yunque’s shoulder. She then kissed his chin and lips a few times without any rhyme or reason. “You have!”