After walking halfway, he turned around. "Master, is Miss Song feeling better?"
Huo Yunque walked into his room without looking back and nodded. "Yes.
She was not bad, but she really made people worry.
Moreover, it wasn't easy to get her to sleep.
Was it right for him to find a young girlfriend?
...
Song Yaoyao had her own car now, so these days, Huo Jiu drove her to and from school.
As she left the front door, Huo Ningxi was boarding his car. The door banged loudly.
Song Yaoyao felt bad for the car. Who upset him?
It had already been two days. Every time she saw him, he looked so grumpy.
"Miss Song, time to board your car."
Song Yaoyao shrugged and stepped into the car.
It was almost the new year. No matter how stressful the atmosphere was, the school still organized a New Year Festival.
Early in the morning, Wang Zhongyun started spreading this news.
