Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Translator: Yunyi

With a coat hanging from his arm and his hands in his pockets, Song Wenchuan smiled and followed behind Song Yaoyao.

He had never seen this lively side of her. In the past, she had always been timid with low self-esteem.

Even when he spoke to her occasionally, she would blush in fear.

“It’s so lively here!” Song Yaoyao skipped around the square expressing her joy without feeling embarrassed. Next to her, there was a girl holding a small basket of glowing headbands.

There were devil’s horns, stars…etc.

Song Yaoyao crouched down and did not move. She turned her head and pointed to the headbands.

Looking at her cute expression, Song Wenchuan raised an eyebrow and snickered evilly, “Do you want it? Call me big brother and I’ll buy it for you.”

“Hmph!”

Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone. “I can buy it myself! I have money!”

Sigh—

If he knew this would happen, he wouldn’t have transferred her so much money. Look how arrogant she was acting now.

“How much is it? I want two.”

Song Wenchuan crouched down beside Song Yaoyao, pulled out his wallet, and handed over some spare change.

“Jingwan, you can pick one too.”

All around them, girls were wearing these headbands, but in Song Jingwan’s eyes, they looked ridiculous and stupid. Disgust flashed across her eyes. Yet, she still approached obediently and casually picked one out. “Thank you, Big Brother~” she said sweetly.

Song Wenchuan’s smile faded a little. “There’s no need to be polite with me. If you want anything else, just let me know.”

“No need.” Song Jingwan had a reserved smile as she held onto the headband. “All I need is this!”

Song Yaoyao ignored her. As she rummaged through the basket, she pulled out a few to try them on.

Song Jingwan raised her eyebrows impatiently. Was she done?

“Song Yaoyao, which one do you want?”

Song Wenchuan was helpless. “If you break them, you’ll have to compensate the seller. I won’t be paying for that!”

“It’s fine.”

The girl who was selling the headbands smiled and looked at Song Yaoyao. “This young Miss is adorable; she’s actually helping me attract more business! Look…” She gestured for Song Wenchuan to look around. That was when he discovered that they were surrounded by people. “Is she your sister? She’s so cute!” the girl said with envy.

For some reason, this made Song Wenchuan quite proud.

He cleared his throat. “Yes, but she’s not that cute…”

She was just average.

“Does this look nice?”

After picking for some time, Song Yaoyao finally settled on a devil headband.

The two devil horns had a red glow. As she put it on, she shook her head from side to side happily and asked for Song Wenchuan’s opinion.

“Cute!”

“Extremely cute!”

“Ohhh, I want to take her home with me! Mommy, I’ve discovered an angel!”

“But she’s got devil horns~”

“Tch, that’s none of your business!”

More and more people gathered around, looking at Song Yaoyao like she was a rare animal.

Song Wenchuan rubbed his nose. The girl had jet-black hair and her eyes were clear. Her beautiful face still had some baby fat, and when she smiled her dimples made her look extremely sweet.

She was a naturally cute beauty!

“Ahhh, I want to take a photo with her!”

“Is she a celebrity? She’s too beautiful!”

“Hubby! I want one too. It looks really good on her!”

Song Jingwan held onto her headband as she was shoved aside by the crowd. She looked up; the majority of those surrounding Song Yaoyao were girls.

They looked at her with their glowing gazes as hearts practically appeared in their eyes.

“It’s alright…” Song Wenchuan blushed from the cuteness, but his words were contradicting.