How could she kiss someone else’s wife right in front of them?
She had always felt that Mr. Huo’s gaze was very dangerous.
“Eh? Gege!”
Song Yaoyao’s eyes lit up. In the next moment, like a tired bird returning to its nest, she quickly opened her arms and pounced on Huo Yunque. Tang Xinrou covered her cheeks in pain and asked in a low voice, “When did Mr. Huo arrive?”
“Unfortunately, when you were taking advantage of Miss Song.”
Tang Xinrou: “…”
Who was taking advantage of her! Yaoyao is my good friend! So what if I kiss her?!
Her back was stiff as she stared at the two people hugging each other. At that moment, the man in the black shirt raised his eyelids and looked at her with a cold
gaze.
Tang Xinrou’s neck shrank and she was terrified. “Gege, didn’t you say that you were waiting for me at the hotel?” Song Yaoyao held onto his big hand and smirked.
“Yeah, I didn’t get to.”
Huo Yunque poked her cheek expressionlessly.
“Let’s go for dinner?”
“Sure!”
Song Yaoyao hugged Huo Yunque’s waist and stood on her tiptoes, acting coquettishly. “I want to eat something delicious.”
“It depends on your performance.”
Huo Yunque chuckled and tucked her hair behind her ear.
She had learned how to chase him away.
“Th-then, we’ll get going first?” Xia Ying asked tentatively as she looked at Wei Yang and the others.
“No.”
Huo Qi looked at his watch. “The Master has already reserved a seat at dinner time. Let’s all go together.”
“Huh? That…”
“I’m not going. I want to go back to the hotel to take a shower and sleep. I’m too tired.” Tang Xinrou stretched and waved at Song Yaoyao. “Yaoyao, I’ll go back first! See you tomorrow~ Mwah-“
Before she left, she was not afraid of death and threw a kiss at Song Yaoyao.
Then, she laughed and ran away.
Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and sensed that there was something wrong with Huo Yunque. When she saw him, she burst out laughing.
Her voice was clear and melodious like a musical instrument.
“Gege, are you jealous of my soft and gentle voice?”
Huo Yunque gave her a look and turned around.
Song Yaoyao quickly caught up to him. The two of them chatted and laughed as they held hands.
Wei Yang and the others only dared to follow them from afar.
“I didn’t expect Director Song’s boyfriend to be so handsome.”
“He’s more than handsome! That temperament, I dare say that in the entire entertainment industry, no one can compare to him, okay? Tsk, tsk, tsk…” Yi Fan cupped his face and said exaggeratedly. “By the way, are you tempted by him? I, a straight man, feel like I’m going to be turned gay!” Xia Ying: “…” She didn’t dare to move nor comment.
Tang Xinrou’s warning seemed to echo in her ears.
She paused, looked at Yi Fan sincerely, and advised, “This road isn’t easy to walk on. If you can be with a girl, it’s better to find a girl. Also, Little Director Song hates people looking at her boyfriend the most.”
Yi Fan: “…”
He was just joking. He did not expect Xia Ying to be so serious in persuading him.
Yi Fan’s face was flushed red. He wished he could dig a hole and hide in it.
8:30 pm
Concubine Yan posted a group photo on Weibo.
Xia Ying (verified): Thank you for the meal, Little Director Song and Mr. Huo. I’m full from all the dog food[1]. /laugh
Wei Yang (verified): /flower /flower
Yi Fan: If you ask me about the taste of the food, I might not be able to answer. But if you ask me about the taste of the dog food? Then you are asking the right person. /dog
“If you’re that great, you should post up a group photo and let us see Mr. Huo’s face!”
“Sigh, don’t even think about looking at his face. That body though!!!”
“Ah, the long legs!”
[1] Slang for ‘displays of affection’.