Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 703: The Darn Smell Of Jealousy

Translator: Yunyi

She wasn’t angry; she was just shy.

After all, it was her first time in a relationship, and Yaoyao had learned to be bad. It was most likely Mr. Huo who had led her astray! Tang Xinrou gritted her teeth and cursed Huo Yunque on the inside.

Little did she know Huo Yunque had never been the unrestrained one.

Tang Xinrou must have mixed up the roles.

She slapped her face and walked forward.

She suddenly bumped into someone and frowned. “I’m sorry…”

“Tang Tang, what’s wrong?”

The boy’s voice was clean and clear, with just the right amount of concern.

Tang Xinrou’s face, which had just cooled down, heated up again when she saw An Feiran. A wave of hot air assaulted her face, causing her eyelids to twitch.

She glared fiercely at An Feiran and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“None of your business!”

With that said, she left in a huff.

The last glance before she left was glistening, causing An Feiran’s heart to skip a beat.

He was stunned. He happened to see Song Yaoyao and Xu Yue walking side by side from downstairs. He pointed in the direction that Tang Xinrou had left and asked innocently, “What’s wrong with Tang Tang?”

Song Yaoyao scratched her chin. “She’s probably shy.”

An Feiran: “Huh?”

Xu Yue put her hands in her pockets and slowly brushed past him. She lamented, “Ah… the darn smell of jealousy.”

Spring had arrived and everything was coming back to life. Even the animals were beginning to…

Tsk tsk…

…

After the month-end exam, An Feiran looked at the balance in the class account and made a suggestion.

“Let’s go on an outing together. I checked the weather forecast and the weather has been pretty good recently.”

Tang Xinrou rested her chin on her hand and looked like she was seriously reading a book. In reality, her gaze was always on the boy who was not far away. The corners of her lips curled up in an indescribably sweet and moving manner.

Xu Yue mischievously said, “Alright, I have no objections.”

“I have no objections either!”

“Wow! We can finally rest!”

“The problem is, where should we go?”

“Who’s going? Count me in!”

Song Yaoyao was affected by the lively atmosphere. Her eyes curved as she raised her head to take a look. She lowered her head again to take notes. The page was already filled with densely written words.

The first draft of the novel’s copyright had already been revised. Song Yaoyao had made a copy and sent it to Kang Yuan. Recently, under his guidance, she had started to revise it for the second time.

She also bought a lot of famous books, ‘The History of Chinese Ancient Costume Evolution’ and others.

And she had been studying them rigorously.

Han Jun looked at the back of Song Yaoyao, who was sitting straight and studying in seriousness. He nudged Shen Xun, who was sleeping soundly on the table beside him, leaned over, and asked in a low voice, “Brother Xun, are you coming?”

“No, get lost—”

His hoarse voice was filled with a strong sense of sleepiness. He opened his eyes a little and a murderous aura spread silently.

“Oh…” Han Jun tactfully shut up.

In the front row, Tang Xinrou’s eyes were sparkling. She leaned on the table and tilted her head to look at Song Yaoyao. “Precious, let’s go play together! Let’s relax!”

It didn’t matter to Song Yaoyao whether she went or not. Her studies had recently come to an end, so it was not impossible for her to go out and relax.

She nodded and smiled. “Sure.”

Han Jun turned his head with a whoosh.

Meanwhile, the boy beside him slowly sat up, crossed his fingers, and stretched lazily.

He arched his back slightly, rested his chin on his hand, and said casually, “Jun’er, go and register for me.”

Han Jun rolled his eyes and thought to himself, I knew it!

A cold glare was thrown at him from the side.. Han Jun quickly stood up and bowed. “Got it! I’ll do it right away!”