Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

He couldn’t help it. It looked so painful!

Yet, when he looked at Shen Xun, he had an indifferent expression on his face.

Han Jun was curious. “Brother Xun, Huo Ningxi is such a pretty boy. Is he a good fighter?”

He actually put Brother Xun in this state! No, he had to check it out for himself.

He stood up, and quietly peeked in through the gap in the door.

As soon as he looked, his lips twitched.

“Brother Xun, what did you do to Young Master Huo?”

Why was he huddled up like he had been taken advantage of?

God, please forgive me. Probably because his conversation with Song Yaoyao was so suggestive, this scene made him…

…imagine things.

“Do you want to know?”

Shen Xun cursed quietly and his lips parted in a sinister manner. He smiled on the surface, but he wasn’t happy on the inside.

Han Jun trembled. “N-n-no! Not at all!”

“No, you do!”

Shen Xun grabbed onto his head, squeezed it under his arm, and dragged him out. “Little Jun, I will let you experience what I did to Huo Ningxi. Calm down and be patient!”

Han Jun’s bottom tightened.

He was dead.

…

At this point, everyone had already left.

Song Yaoyao skipped over to look for Huo Yunque, but she discovered his room and study were empty.

She pouted her lips. “Uncle Zhang, where’s Gege? Why don’t I see him anywhere?”

She held her hand and looked around.

“Miss Song, are you looking for the Master?” Uncle Zhang asked cheerily. “He’s in the greenhouse. The flowers in there used to be precious to the Old Madam. Ever since she left, he’s been taking care of them. And when he wasn’t around, the helpers watered them carefully, afraid that they might die.”

“Really?”

Song Yaoyao’s eyes opened wide. She couldn’t help herself from wanting to know Huo Yunque better.

“In that case, Uncle Zhang, what flower does Gege like the most?”

“Errr…I’m not sure either.” Uncle Zhang spread his palms helplessly. “The Master has always had a high IQ and he’s always been very mature for his age. I’ve never seen him particularly like anything. But…

The old man suddenly revealed a mysterious smile, making Song Yaoyao really curious.

“But what? Uncle Zhang? Tell me!”

“But I know the Master likes Miss Song the most!” he replied happily.

Song Yaoyao was pleasantly surprised as she tilted her head. “Really?!”

“Miss Song, I watched him grow up. You’re the first person who’s changed him so much.”

Song Yaoyao was ecstatic. It was like she had been fed an entire carton of honey; even her throat contained a sweet flavor.

Her eyelashes fluttered and her eyes were vibrant.

“I’m going to go look for Gege in the greenhouse~”

“Oh, wait!”

Uncle Zhang called her back and whispered something in her ear.

The girl’s expression immediately changed. “Really?” she mumbled. “But Gege… No wonder he went there alone…”

It was his mother’s death anniversary.

She ran off without turning around. “Uncle Zhang, I’ll go keep Gege company!”

“Oh, go ahead! Remember what to say to him!”

The girl had already disappeared into the distance, and her soft and loud voice resounded from outside.

Uncle Zhang grinned. “Oh, this girl is so lovable!”

The tricked Song Yaoyao was clueless. She was running quickly, wishing that she could grow a pair of wings and fly straight into Gege’s arms.

At a time like this, she couldn’t believe she was playing with her friends.

She had absolutely no idea that Gege needed her company the most!