Bab 1189: The Final Round

"Then please get out of the way," Song Yaoyao ordered with a sullen face. "Huo Jiu, tell them to get lost!"

"Song Yaoyao!" Huo Ningxi looked anxious and disappointed. "Uncle Zhang, please convince her."

"Miss Song, you..."

"Uncle Zhang!" Song Yaoyao's expression was unsightly as she said coldly, "Even you want to disobey me? I told you, I want to be with my Gege this time! I'll be wherever he is!"

As she spoke, she pushed Huo Ningxi away, pulled open the car door, and sat inside.

Something flashed across Zhongli Xue's eyes. She quickly pulled Huo Ningxi back and stopped him from looking for Song Yaoyao again.

The car quickly sped out like an arrow.

Huo Ningxi stood there dejectedly as if his soul had also been taken away.

Zhongli Xue comforted him gently, "Ningxi, don't be like this. This is her own choice. If something were to happen to you, I think I would have made the same decision as her."