Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

She announced her intention in a domineering and coquettish manner, not realizing that her words had caused people’s imaginations to run wild.

“Ahem…”

Tang Xinrou’s nose itched. She raised her hand to rub it and sighed. “Then Mr. Huo… should be very happy, right?”

“Huh? What did you say?” The banquet was noisy, so Song Yaoyao didn’t hear clearly. She raised her raven-black eyelashes and looked at Tang Xinrou. “I didn’t hear you clearly.”

“Hehe, about that…” Tang Xinrou smiled sneakily. With this smile, the dignified and elegant image that she had worked so hard to build up instantly collapsed. “What I mean is, you’re right! Mark him! He needs to be marked!”

“Right?”

Song Yaoyao curled her lips and was satisfied. “You also think it’s necessary.”

“Of course!”

Tang Xinrou nodded heavily. “My Yaoyao’s thoughts are never wrong!”

In the corner, Shen Xun was playing with a goblet. His eyes were lowered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Han Jun sighed. “Brother Xun, don’t think about it anymore. Just give up.”

He could not win against Mr. Huo.

Moreover, it was obvious that Yaoyao’s heart was all with him!

Hearing this, Shen Xun’s hand paused slightly. He lifted his thin eyelids and smiled at him. “Who am I thinking about? You?”

“F*ck…”

Han Jun felt a chill. “Brother Xun, you must be joking, right?”

Shen Xun curled his lips. “If you can joke, why can’t I?”

Han Jun thought to himself, can this be the same? However, he saw Shen Xun’s indifferent and quiet expression, so he could only hope that he was overthinking.

As the saying went, since ancient times, the life of a supporting male was always the toughest.

He did not want his handsome and unruly Brother Xun to fall in love and not be able to get what he wanted.

“What are you saying? Tang Xinrou, stop lecturing Yaoyao.”

At this moment, a voice came from behind Tang Xinrou and Song Yaoyao.

The two of them turned their heads and were dumbfounded.

“F*ck”

“You look beautiful!”

Xu Yue’s face turned red. She tugged on the hem of her skirt and rolled her eyes at Tang Xinrou.

“My mother insisted that I wear this,” she explained to Song Yaoyao.

The two of them and their attitude made Tang Xinrou extremely angry.

She opened her mouth and said, “Looking at your current appearance, who would have thought that when you were a delinquent, you would wear a short skirt with high heels and smoky makeup?”

The lowly person had completely disappeared.

Tang Xinrou’s sarcasm didn’t hurt Xu Yue at all.

She walked elegantly towards Song Yaoyao and Tang Xinrou in her high heels. She was wearing a white silk shirt with a black slit dress. Her long, straight, snow-white legs were particularly eye-catching as she walked.

Elegance and sexiness coexisted, and she looked intelligent and cold.

Moreover, Xu Yue’s appearance was a typical high-class face. Her phoenix-like eyes with the ends raised and her palm-sized face with exquisite features, made her appear very cold and unapproachable when she was not smiling.

“You look good.”

When she approached, Song Yaoyao’s eyes curved as she sincerely praised her.

The young girl’s voice was soft and gentle. When she was praising someone, she would look into their eyes very sincerely.

Xu Yue’s earlobes were slightly red. She uncomfortably averted her gaze and pushed her hair behind her ears. “Thank you.”

Her voice was extremely soft like a mosquito.

Tang Xinrou smiled evilly and suddenly leaned over. “Hey, Xu Yue, are you shy? Huh?”

Xu Yue rolled her eyes at her. “Do you know how annoying you are?”

“Tsk, compared to Yaoyao, of course I’m annoying!” Tang Xinrou was indifferent. “That’s why I’m wondering if there’s something wrong with you or if you’ve suddenly fallen in love with Yaoyao.”