Dressed as a female supporting role in an abusive novel, she was spoiled by the male lead

Chapter 141 The Past 5
After Huo Shaoting knew about this, he asked Song Li for her opinion.Still with that gentle and kind look, he said in a calm tone: "Don't little Ali like him? If you don't like him, then change it."

The tone was casual, as if picking Chinese cabbage, this one was not suitable and another one would be picked.

It's best to choose Huo Siyuan, it doesn't matter if you don't choose, the Huo family still has many options.

Song Li tentatively asked, "Can I choose Shen Ruiwen?"

There was no displeasure on Huo Shaoting's face, "That kid from the Shen family?"

He pondered for a moment, "It's not impossible, but your child needs to be surnamed Huo."

Song Li inexplicably felt a little ironic: "...Okay."

The news that the Huo family's adopted daughter was suspected of marrying Shen Ruiwen, the young master of the Shen family, had just spread a bit of rumors. She had been feeling uneasy after being left out for a long time, and Shen Ruiwen, who didn't know what she had done wrong, was suddenly overjoyed.But before he could finish his fun, Huo Siyuan rushed over and beat him until he couldn't even recognize his mother.

Huo Siyuan had an unprecedented quarrel with Huo Shaoting for the first time since he was 16 years old. Unlike Song Li who was able to forcibly restrain himself by two points, Huo Siyuan almost smashed up Huo Shaoting's entire study, and was also smashed by his father. The ashtray smashed his head, and he came out with a bloody face and a gloomy face, which shocked everyone who saw it.

The atmosphere in the Huo family was a little tense.

"What happened? Did the young master fight with Huo Ye?"

"It's too miserable. I heard that it was the young master who objected to Master Huo's marriage with the Shen family."

"The young master's face is full of blood. It looks really scary. Master Huo is not allowed to call a family doctor..."

"Didn't you say that the young master doesn't like Missy? Every time we meet, he will bully Missy. Missy, wouldn't it be better to marry?"

"You don't know, I heard that this marriage is for the young master of the Shen family to join the Huo family, and the young lady's children will also have the surname Huo in the future. The young master probably objects to this."

"Let me just say, with the arrogant, vicious and arrogant look of the eldest lady, how could the young master like her, and I don't know where her face is so arrogant, but she is just an orphan who has no parents and no mother. "

"Qiufeng, keep your voice down, speak ill of the young lady behind your back, and be careful not to be overheard by the housekeeper."

"..."

"..."

Every time Hua Rongrong came to Huo's house, she would prepare some small gifts for the servants. Although the things were not expensive, and there were some small things for food, she seemed extraordinarily generous, kind and approachable, and she could treat these servants Compared with Song Li, who has a bad reputation, he is simply a kind and caring little angel.

There was no accident this time, Hua Rongrong came to the rest area where the servants gathered with a large bag of snacks, and heard these people gathered together and whispering.

Hearing that Huo Siyuan was injured, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her lips pursed, and she looked very distressed.Hearing the back, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched, showing a smug smile, but he quickly restrained himself, and put on a caring and worried look.

"Did something happen between Brother Yuan and Xiao Li?"

"Miss Rongrong is here!" The sharp-eyed middle-aged maid greeted her very happily when she saw her, and graciously pulled a chair for her.

"Come, come, come and sit."

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Hua Rongrong came out of the servant's rest area contentedly, walked through the corridor to the second floor looking for Song Li familiarly.

At the end of the corridor on the second floor is a very large viewing balcony, condescending, overlooking the entire rose garden.There are coffee tables, tables and chairs, a large swing basket, and a few potted flowers in the corner. The summer breeze is blowing. Huo’s house is located in the middle of the mountain, so it doesn’t feel hot. Instead, it feels cool and comfortable. .

A girl in a light-colored dress sat quietly beside the coffee table. On the coffee table were two vases and freshly picked flowers, the petals of which were still swaying with dew.

The girl lowered her head and fiddled with the flower branches.Holding the scissors with her slender fingers, she elegantly trimmed the excess leaves on the flower branches. Her long black hair was tied behind her head into a bun, with a blue hairpin inserted, and a few strands of hair hanging down her cheeks , her skin is more and more delicate and clear, and her facial features are gorgeous.

Delicate flowers and beauties, as beautiful as a picture scroll, make people think of the quiet years at a glance.

"Xiao Li, I'm here!" Hua Rongrong's cheerful and lively voice suddenly destroyed the scroll.

Song Li held the scissors, paused so he could only calmly cut off the flower branch with a click, and inserted it into the vase casually.

"You're here." Song Li raised his head and glanced at her, Hua Rongrong's expression seemed to be very concerned about her, but the smile in his eyes revealed something.

Song Li twitched his mouth, bowed his head, and ignored her.

Hua Rongrong walked over to her and sat down opposite her, with a magnanimous expression, as if she didn't mind Song Li's indifferent attitude at all.

"Xiao Li, I heard that Uncle Huo is going to force you to marry the Shen family. This kind of emotionally arranged marriage is doomed to lead to no happiness. Don't give in easily. If you don't even have freedom and happiness, you will be alive." It's meaningless, don't worry, I will always stand by your side to support you, you should pursue your own happiness instead of being manipulated by others, Uncle Huo... The truth is too much, how can he treat you like this What about you? Even if you are not her own daughter, and have no blood relationship with the Huo family, but are just an orphan girl, he shouldn't treat you like this, it's too much... "

As soon as Hua Rongrong sat down, her mouth began to chatter endlessly.

Song Li: "..." These "comforting" words are really pretty.

"Click"

Accidentally cut a flower, Song Li casually threw it into the trash can next to it.

"Ah!" Hua Rongrong covered her mouth and jumped up, her teary eyes looked at the flower branch thrown into the trash can with heartbroken heart, "Xiao Li, how could you do this?!"

The voice was a bit shrill, Song Li looked up at her performance like alms, raised his eyebrows, "How can I do that?"

"How can you treat flowers like this? Flowers are alive. If you let them grow naturally, they can live for a long time... But you pick the flowers and put them in a bottle, cut them up and discard them. It hurts a lot, you are killing, it's too cruel, why are you willing to hurt such a beautiful flower? The rot is just to satisfy a little selfish desire..."

Song Li held the scissors in silence for a moment, and looked at Huarongrong as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

Staying with this mentally handicapped person for a long time is afraid of affecting IQ. Anyway, Huo Siyuan had already driven away the Huo family's annoying nephews half a year ago.

If it were someone else, with Huarong's sad and distressed look, she must feel that she is too simple, kind and pure, like a pure and spotless white lotus, kind and beautiful.

But Song Li looked at her silently for a while, facing her accusation quietly, not even bothering to say anything.

Hua Rongrong: "..."

The tears in Hua Rongrong's eyes that were about to fall froze, and the slight disdain in Song Li's eyes made her weak and pitiful face turn red.

But Hua Rongrong quickly found a good step for herself and came down. She wiped the corners of her eyes and said in a reproachful tone, "Xiao Li, I know you are in a bad mood, but you can't hurt these flowers to vent your anger, don't you?" You should transfer your pain to these innocent lives, how can you be so cruel..."

The corners of Song Li's mouth curled up: "How do you know that I'm in a bad mood? I'm very happy today." Seeing a dog biting a dog's mouth hair, I can't be happy all day long.

With a sound of "click", another branch was trimmed, and Song Li put it into the vase with a smile, and fiddled with the positions of these flowers with a happy face.

Hua Rongrong: "..."

No chat today!

Hua Rongrong bit her lip hard, the expression on her face changed again and again, red, white, black, black, and purple, very exciting.

She opened her mouth in dissatisfaction, and wanted to say something. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a tall and straight figure from the corner of her eye. The words that just reached her mouth immediately turned around, and her expression became aggrieved, with tears in her eyes: "Xiao Li, Don't be angry, blame me if you want to blame me, I feel sorry for these poor flowers, even if they can't speak or move, they are all alive, I just can't bear them to grow well, but be seen by others Cut it off cruelly, put it in a flower pot and it rotted and disappeared within a few days, it's too cruel..."

This tearful, sad and accusing look seemed like Song Li had done something heinous and heinous.

The corner of Song Li's mouth twitched slightly, and he seemed to see the halo of the Virgin Mary behind Hua Rongrong's head in a daze.

Keep a distance from this mentally handicapped person, it will affect IQ.

At this time, the familiar man's breath covered her, and then a slender and powerful hand grabbed the scissors from Song Li's hand without any explanation, held her fingers, and rubbed the warm fingertips on the several cuts.

"I like flowers, just ask the people below to help you trim them, why do you do it yourself, your hands are hurt."

Huo Siyuan frowned tightly, his tone displeased.

Song Li withdrew his hand vigorously, "I like it."

"I'll help you." Huo Siyuan took the floral scissors from Song Li's hand without any excuse, and took over the work from her.

Hua Rongrong, who was ignored and left on the sidelines, still had tears on her face, and her righteous and impassioned expression froze. She wanted to show her kindness and beauty in front of her sweetheart, but the other party's behavior was no different than a slap her face.

Huo Siyuan didn't seem to see her.

Hua Rongrong felt extremely humiliated,

"Brother Yuan..." Hua Rongrong bit her lips unwillingly, her voice was obviously soft and aggrieved, making her feel aggrieved and pitiful.

"What are you doing here? Get lost." Huo Siyuan frowned, a icy coldness flashed in his dark and deep eyes, and he did not hide the intention of expelling disgust inside.

Hua Rongrong felt her heart was going to be broken, her tears rolled down uncontrollably, the tears rained again and again, the pear blossoms were raining, her breathing was trembling, her lips were tightly pursed, the heartbreak in her eyes would explode a person who had been bullied and humiliated and finally overwhelmed The image of the little white flower was brought into full play, she wiped away her tears, turned around and ran away crying.

Song Li leaned his elbows on the tea table and supported his chin, tilting his head and watching the scene with great interest. When he turned his head to meet Huo Siyuan's eyes staring deeply at her, the smile on his face restrained, and he returned to indifference. Incomparable look.

Huo Siyuan didn't care, and continued with work that didn't match his image and temperament, "Except for me, you can't marry anyone."

Song Li leaned lazily on the back of the chair and raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth curved in disdain, "Heh."

Huo Siyuan furrowed his brows into a ball, and then loosened them. He looked at Song Li, "A Li, don't be so cruel to me. The old man did the wrong thing, not me. Why do you torture me like this?"

Song Li's face that was so indifferent a second ago, as if she didn't care about everything, immediately changed, and her eyes became sharp: "Shut up!"

Her breathing became a little short, as if she had been stepped on a sore foot.

Huo Siyuan: "A Li, as long as you like to marry me, I will give you whatever you want."

Song Li got up suddenly, looked down at him and paused every word, "Huo Siyuan, it's impossible for us, you should give up on this, even if you don't marry Shen Ruiwen, I will marry someone else."

Huo Siyuan's face was dark and he was extremely embarrassed, his dark and deep eyes stared at Song Li without blinking, "A Li, you were the one who provoked me first," said in a tone of gritted teeth, "It was you You kept shouting that you would marry me when you grow up, you said that."

Song Li sneered: "It's just a silly and ignorant child's talk when I was a child, you still take it seriously." After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

Huo Siyuan quickly got up and took her hand, "A Li, you don't like me, who do you like? Shen Ruiwen? Huo Mingyuan? Tell me!"

That ferocious look, with red eyes and a bloodthirsty madness, was shocking.

It seemed that as long as Song Li said that name, that person would be killed by him in the next second.

"Crazy, unreasonable."

The more he was like this, the more disgusted and irritable Song Li became, and he shook off his hand vigorously, but the five fingers holding her arm were as firm as an iron building, firm and motionless.

Song Li frowned, and used his fingers to forcibly break them apart, but the protruding white joints of the other party remained motionless, just like Huo Siyuan's eyes, with a sickly crazy paranoia, so intense that it was suffocating, like an invisible big net Cover her whole body and keep tightening.

Song Li glanced at the scissors on the table from the corner of his eye, grabbed them without thinking, and poked them at his hand.

A strong smell of blood filled the air, and the dark red blood dripped down drop by drop.

Huo Siyuan's hands remained motionless and locked Song Li tightly, as if he wasn't the one who hurt him, and he didn't feel the slightest pain. He fixed his eyes on Song Li tightly, as if he would not give up until he heard an answer from her mouth. .

Song Li was suddenly flustered in his heart, but his face was still forced to be calm, and he stared at him stubbornly, "What are you crazy about, let me go."

"A Li..." Huo Siyuan kissed her thin lips, his voice extremely hoarse, "You are mine, I will kill anyone who dares to snatch it from me."

As soon as the hand holding Song Li's arm was loosened, Song Li stepped back a few steps away from the lunatic as if he had been pardoned, glanced at him in disgust, turned around and strode away.

"Ali..."

Behind him, a sigh-like voice floated over very softly, almost inaudibly.

Song Li quickened his pace.

(End of this chapter)