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Chapter 394 It's Ugly, I Like It Too (6)

"Wake up." Song Ao temporarily stopped the work at hand, and looked at her with a smile on his face, "Are you still dizzy?"

Their eyes met, and she blushed when she remembered that the relationship between the two had become clear yesterday.

"No dizziness." She whispered.

Seeing a pile of documents on the table and her own computer, she blurted out, "Did you do mine too?"

Song Ao nodded, he couldn't delay the progress.

Ling Beibei walked over quickly, reached out and pulled him up, "Then you go to rest quickly, and I'll do the rest."

Song Ao held her hand, pressed her to sit down, "It's okay, it's not like I didn't stay up all night before, this is just a trivial matter."

As soon as he got close, Ling Beibei's face became hot, and his heart beat faster.

She tried to divert her embarrassment, "That, that..."

Seeing her awkward expression, Song Ao couldn't help laughing, "Why are you so nervous?"

Hearing his laughter, the tension in Ling Beibei's heart eased a little.

As usual, she raised her hand and patted his arm, "Why are you laughing, whoever is nervous, I am not nervous."

The curvature of Song Ao's lips became deeper and wrapped around her hand, "Are you hungry, can I order you some breakfast?"

Ling Beibei nodded, and Song Ao picked up his mobile phone to order food.

During the period, Ling Beibei looked at the scattered documents on the table and reached for his computer.

"Song Ao, is there any arrangement for Qiao Luo later?"

"I'm going to the company at nine o'clock." Song Ao tilted his head, looking at her with a narrow smile, "Why don't you call me Brother Song?"

Ling Beibei's eyes dodged, and he didn't look at him in a daze, "I'm happy."

Song Ao chuckled, reached out and pinched her face.

Ling Beibei tapped the keyboard quickly with ten fingers, and squinted at him from the corner of her eye, "Don't pinch my face, it's ugly."

"It's okay, I like ugly too."

The straightforward words made Ling Beibei blush, avoiding his sight, she didn't know how to answer.

Song Ao held his head with one hand, enjoying her shy expression leisurely.

It feels so good to not have to hide my heart anymore.

……

Dragon's house.

The window was open, and the cold air poured in.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, accompanied by the sound of opera.

As soon as Mrs. Long returned to the mansion, she heard rumors outside.

She held onto the teacup with one hand, tapped her knees with the other, and hummed a few tunes from time to time.

"Old Madam, I have ordered the kitchen to make soup, do you want to call Young Madam first?" Aunt Rong walked over, holding a plate of pastries in her hand.

Mrs. Long put down her teacup, with a kind smile on her face, "No need, Xiao Luo is probably very busy these days, so don't bother her. When the soup is ready, just send it to her."

Rong Gu smiled knowingly.

Mrs. Long raised her eyelids, "Where did the things you brought back go?"

"Put it in the young master's bedroom." Rong Gu said.

Mrs. Long smiled with satisfaction, picked up a piece of pastry and ate it leisurely.

Suddenly remembering something, she asked suspiciously, "What time is it, Yi'an and they haven't gotten up yet?"

"It seems not yet." Rong Gu said.

"Both boys, today is not the weekend. If Bei Jue and the others find out, they will definitely be punished." Mrs. Long didn't care about eating cakes, "Go and wake them up and ask the driver to take them there."

Before the words fell, there was the sound of messy footsteps in the stairwell.

"It's all your fault. I said last night that I will only play two rounds, and I will be late again later."

"Why do you blame me? It's because you slept too hard."

"I slept so badly, it's not because you broke the alarm clock."

"If you're late, you're late, what's the big deal."

The two went downstairs noisyly, and when they saw Mrs. Long who came back suddenly, they hurriedly stopped.

Long Yi'an asked blankly, "Grandma, why are you back?"

The hair of the teenagers was slightly messed up, and the collars of their school uniforms were not adjusted properly, so they could tell they had just woken up.

Madam Long withdrew her gaze, and said with a half-smile, "Why, I can't come back yet?"

Long Yi'an shook his head quickly, Qiao Yuan said with a sneer, "Grandma, we got up late, please don't tell my sister about this, please."

His sister had warned him that if he was late for school again, he would be beaten up.

Mrs. Long shook her head and smiled, "Okay, you two hurry up and have breakfast, and ask the driver to take you there."

"No, I'll just go to school to eat, it's really too late later."

After dropping the words, Qiao Yuan ran out in a hurry.

"Hey, wait for me." Long Yi'an grabbed his schoolbag and was about to chase him in a hurry.

When he left, he grabbed two pastries.

"Grandma, I'm leaving first."

"Run slowly." Mrs. Long couldn't laugh or cry, and shouted at their backs, "I'll fall later."

"Master Yi'an is much more active in going to school now than before," Rong Gu said.

Mrs. Long showed a gratified smile, "It's rare to have a friend who can play well, of course he is happy."

With that child Xiao Yuan watching him, she can feel relieved.

……

The weather in the middle of winter is cloudy and sunny.

The figure standing under the tree stopped for a while, but did not leave for a long time.

His shoulders sank, and the person beside him advised softly, "Yunde, don't look, let's go."

Yun's group has become history, and it no longer belongs to him.

Yunde rolled his eyes, looking at the building with the words "Joe's Group" hanging on it, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Resentment and anger flashed quickly in his eyes.

If Ruoxiang hadn't caused such a mess, this building would still belong to him, they belonged to the Yun family.

(End of this chapter)