[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby":3,"chapter-mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-chapter-421":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},764945,1011,"Chapter 421: Ruined Dress","mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-chapter-421",421,"\u003Cp>While she spoke, Song Yaoyao was already returning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression was calm as though nothing was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Tang Xinrou and Xu Yue who knew her well immediately sensed she was in a bad mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, they were being summoned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Class 3-3 get ready. You’re next. Please standby.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girls stood still and did not move as they looked at Song Yaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao lifted her chin and her face tensed up. “You girls go ahead first. Dance the way that we practiced.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Xinrou looked at her hands and noticed the bag in which her dress came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao lifted the bag and a bunch of rags fell out like snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s too much! Who did this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is the dress ruined? What should we do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“F*ck! Don’t let me find the culprit or I won’t let them go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Yue immediately made a decision. “I’ll take my dress off and give it to you. This was originally made for you anyway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be ridiculous…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were being ushered again. Song Yaoyao glanced at her and said, “Go ahead. I’ll stay here.” ”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quick.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao lifted her head and narrowed her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had a powerful vibe and her gaze was intimidating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Xinrou understood her well. She immediately made a decision and pulled Xu Yue away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s talk about this after. That fake b*tch must have done this! Just wait. I’ll deal with her later!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hostility flashed across Xu Yue’s eyes. She looked at Song Yaoyao, lifted the hem of her dress, and headed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone filed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, there weren’t many people left in the changeroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most were outside watching the performances or waiting to go on stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao looked at the shredded dress and let out a laugh. Putting on her jacket, she turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melodious classical music resounded through the gymnasium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After training day and night for the past few days, Song Yaoyao could practically dance to the music with her eyes closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her dress was destroyed; all her efforts had gone to waste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s beginning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, Song Jingwan was sitting in her wheelchair dressed in a white dress as she smiled at Song Yaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From the looks of it, you’ve been left behind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao’s eyes curved. “So I’m in a bad mood right now. You better not provoke me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was soft, nasally, but inexplicably cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Jingwan’s pupils constricted. Piercing her nails into her palms, she quickly snapped out of her daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All you know how to do is solve your problems with violence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s effective, isn’t it?” Song Yaoyao tilted her head. “If I can use my hands, why use my mouth? Do you want to test it out again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the evilness in her eyes, Song Jingwan’s throat went dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice trembled a little, “Song Yaoyao, I didn’t offend you this time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao nodded her head and retracted her gaze. “That better be the case.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been a little bored lately and got some amusing items from Huo Jiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them was a pinhole camera.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a coincidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao narrowed her eyes and started tapping her fingers to the beat of the music.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to the first class’ competitive history, Song Jingwan’s performance was placed at the end as the closing event.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Jingwan’s eyelids twitched and she straightened out some non-existent creases on her dress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She kept feeling that Song Yaoyao seemed overly peaceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not her style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Jun held his stomach as drops of sweat fell from his forehead, and his face scrunched up in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>#\u003C\u002Fp>",613,"2026-06-03T02:30:41.486Z",1,"novelbin.me","eb42fd132d3dee7f709164c45c49c7f9945fbccf2733529c88d85edca0b01465","mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-chapter-422","mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-chapter-420",1194,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-cover.jpg"]