Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

After watching the movie, the sky was already dark. Originally, she planned to go see Xia Rao, but because it was too late, she was afraid of disturbing her rest, so she decided to go the next day.

...

The next day, Song Yaoyao prepared a small gift and went to the Mu residence with Tang Xinrou.

Seriously speaking, this was her first time visiting Xia Rao's home.

They didn't live in a villa but in a high-end residential complex. They took the elevator to the penthouse, and the entire floor was theirs.

The decoration style was simple and luxurious, and the marble floor was shining. Compared to the decoration style of Huo Manor and Yi Manor, it was obvious that Xia Rao's place was closer to the trending aesthetics that young people enjoyed.

"Yaoyao, come and sit! I've been waiting for you for a long time, why are you only here now?"

Xia Rao was dressed in loose-fitting home clothes. Her complexion was rosy and her skin was fair. Compared to when she was the best actress, her figure was much more voluptuous, and she looked more seductive.

Tang Xinrou, who was ignored, rolled her eyes. "Aunty, do you still have me in your eyes?"

Xia Rao gave her a side glance. "Find a place to sit. Are you waiting for an invite?"

Tang Xinrou was rebuked. She rubbed her nose and went to play with her younger cousin.

Xia Rao gave birth in autumn. Counting the days, the child was only a few months old.

"Do you want to see Little Ze? You've been busy. This should be the first time, right?" Xia Rao pulled Song Yaoyao towards the bedroom and teased, "But if you didn't bring a gift, you're not allowed to see him!"

Song Yaoyao's eyes curved. "I did."

She had brought a small safety token. It wasn't expensive, but it was the perfect gift.

It was a warm and clean texture with small auspicious clouds carved on it, symbolizing safety.

When Song Yaoyao went in, Tang Xinrou was already playing with the little radish.

The happy child immediately opened his mouth and laughed with a simple poke of his cheek. He was round from being well-fed, and his small arms and legs were like lotus roots, so tender that it made people want to take a bite.

From the moment Song Yaoyao saw him, she couldn't take her eyes off him. He was too cute!

Xia Rao laughed to herself. "You guys go play with him. I'll get the nanny to make some food. Stay for lunch."

Tang Xinrou and Song Yaoyao naturally agreed.

Children loved to sleep. They would fall asleep after playing with him.

Tang Xinrou and Song Yaoyao quietly left the bedroom. Tang Xinrou's voice softened and anticipation flashed in her eyes. "It would be great if my children in the future are this cute."

"Of course they'll be cute." Song Yaoyao said matter-of-factly, "Unless they aren't your biological children."

"Pfff--" Tang Xinrou glared. "What the hell?"

How could it not be her biological child?

Song Yaoyao curled her lips. "Otherwise, how could the child be ugly?"

Tang Xinrou and An Feiran were a pair of beautiful people.

Tang Xinrou reacted and didn't know what to say. Was this a compliment or an insult?

"He's asleep."

Xia Rao put down the milk bottle and waved at Song Yaoyao.

After she went over, she placed a piece of cake in Song Yaoyao's hand. "Let's fill up our stomachs first. I'll get the nanny to go buy some food."

"Oh, right." Xia Rao sat opposite them and suddenly said to Song Yaoyao, "Yaoyao, give the baby a name."

"Oh? Wh-what? You want me to give it a name?"

The cake was still in her mouth. Song Yaoyao was surprised and pointed at herself.

Tang Xinrou understood what Xia Rao meant.

Xia Rao said, "If it weren't for you, how would I have had the chance to give birth to Little Ze? You're the benefactor of our family. You should be the one to name him."

"No, no, I can't."

Song Yaoyao immediately waved her hand. "You guys are Little Ze's parents. You should be the one to name him. Besides, how would I know how to name him?"

Her delicate and pretty brows were tightly knitted together. She felt that it was very difficult.

Xia Rao couldn't help but laugh. "Why not? Let your talent shine. You're the top scorer in the college entrance examination. You definitely have the ability to name him."

"Mu Jing agrees too?" Song Yaoyao was curious.

"Of course. He agrees completely."

This couple was really...

Song Yaoyao shook her head. "That won't do. You guys are Little Ze's parents. A name is a very meaningful thing. How can an outsider like me be the one to do it?" She saw that Xia Rao still wanted to persuade her, so she immediately raised her hand to stop her, "If you really want to thank me, just give me money."

Tang Xinrou pounced over and pinched her cheek. "Little money grubber!"

Xia Rao also smiled. "Okay! I'll go get you money!"

During dinner, Xia Rao even said that she wanted Song Yaoyao to be Little Ze's godmother.

Song Yaoyao was almost scared to death by Xia Rao's enthusiasm. After lunch, she hurriedly ran away.

...

At night.

After Huo Yunque washed up, he came out of the bathroom, wiping his face.

He saw a petite girl sitting cross-legged on the bed with her back facing him, holding a long strip of condoms in her hands, doing something seriously.

Huo Yunque frowned and crept up behind her.

Song Yaoyao was doing something seriously and didn't even hear his footsteps.

"What are you doing?"

"Ah! Ow!"

Song Yaoyao was already on the edge of her seat, so she jumped up from the bed in fright. There were a lot of condoms scattered on the bed, and she was jumping up and down with tears in her eyes. She wanted to dig a hole and hide in it.

Huo Yunque's frown deepened. He strode to the bed, reached out his long arm, and pulled Song Yaoyao over. He pinched her finger to examine it.

There was a needle mark on it, and bright red blood was oozing out.

Song Yaoyao wanted to cry out loud. She sobbed and kept glancing at the bed.

Her little feet kicked quietly, trying to destroy the crime scene.

"Behave yourself."

Huo Yunque gave her a cold look, grabbed her slender ankle, and told her to sit down.

He turned around to find alcohol and band-aids in the drawer. Ignoring Song Yaoyao's screams, he sterilized her finger and put a band-aid on it.

After he was done, he looked around.

Song Yaoyao sensed this and pounced on him, covering the things on the bed with her body.

"Be careful!"

Huo Yunque's eyelids twitched, and his face was frighteningly dark.

He pulled Song Yaoyao up and picked up a needle from the bed.

"Do you want to be pricked again?"

His voice was extremely cold and serious. It was obvious that he was angry about this.

Song Yaoyao shrank her neck and lowered her head listlessly to receive her discipline.

Huo Yunque laughed coldly as he threw the needle onto the table and bent down to pick up a small silver packet on the bed. "What is this? Student Song Yaoyao, you are quite a schemer, aren't you?"

Song Yaoyao's head was almost buried in his chest. Her hands were clasped on her thighs. She sobbed and said with a sobbing voice, "Gege, my hands hurt."

She tried to act coquettishly and trick her way through.

"Ha."

A shadow covered her and her chin was suddenly grabbed and raised.

She met a pair of eyes that were as dark as an abyss, and she could not see the bottom of them.

"Explain."

If one did not look carefully, one would not be able to see that the condoms were pierced with small holes.