Song Yaoyao: "That's true." She shamelessly wanted to hug Huo Yunque's neck, but the man gave her a warning look and told her not to move. Song Yaoyao ignored him and insisted on rubbing herself against him.
Huo Yunque suppressed the urge to press Song Yaoyao onto his lap and teach her a lesson. Instead, he avoided her wound and carried her onto his lap.
Song Yaoyao was satisfied.
"But she wants to be an idol. If she's disfigured, how could she be one?"
What she said was right! Huo Tian even wanted to give Song Yaoyao a thumbs up. Her prejudice against Song Yaoyao was slightly less.
"Then don't be one." Huo Yunque was still cold.
Song Yaoyao sighed. "True, with her current ranking, it's a problem for her to debut anyway. Thinking about it, I really regret shielding her." She pursed her lips. With tears in her eyes, she raised her arm, "Gege, blow the pain away."
Huo Tian could not hold back her anger and barged into the ward.
