Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

She sniffed without raising her head.

Song Yaoyao grabbed a handful of snow and piled it on top of the figure, but the result wasn’t great.

She frowned in frustration, wondering where she had gone wrong.

Online, it looked so easy to build a snowman. Some pros even created all kinds of shapes and patterns.

She didn’t expect to build an amazing Gege snowman, but at least…

…she could build a chibi version, right?

Huo Ningxi was surprised by how much he was being ignored. Initially, he was sulking on the inside. But when he saw Song Yaoyao’s dopey expression, he was immediately angry and amused. “Song Yaoyao, are you crazy?”

How did he forget that this girl always did what she wanted? Expecting her to understand him was like a fantasy.

Forget it.

If she wanted to ignore him, then go ahead.

He walked over and kneeled beside Song Yaoyao. Stretching out his hand, he pushed over the pile of snow in front of Song Yaoyao.

“What are you doing? Do you know what a snowball is? You look smart, but… F*ck!”

The snowball shattered on top of Huo Ningxi’s head.

Amidst the snow, and through the curtain of white, Huo Ningxi saw the girl’s tense expression and dark pupils.

She was staring at him speechlessly.

Huo Ningxi had a foreboding feeling, but it was already too late.

The next second, he was knocked down and tread all over.

“I thought about it. I think it’s necessary for me to use some energy to beat you up…

He was too annoying!

“Ugh…”

Huo Ningxi struggled a little before he lay on the snow and did not move.

He was currently a small employee at one of Huo Corporation’s subsidiary companies, and his uniform wasn’t very thick. As the icy snow seeped into his clothes, he shivered.

But his lips still parted and he grinned.

The girl’s voice was soft without any power. Compared to her violent actions, this was clearly contrasting.

“If you want to play with snow, then stay away from me. No matter what you want to do, I’m not playing with you. If you’re bored, you can go look for Song Jingwan.”

Song Yaoyao kicked him. She picked up her bucket and shovel, and went to look for another spot.

The lighting was dim. Amidst the snowy night, the tall lamps seemed to cast a circular glow.

Huo Ningxi lay in the snow, unable to even move.

Snowflakes fell in his eyes. The cold sensation made him blink. He gritted his teeth and complained, “That brat sure knows how to stab me in the heart.”

Moreover, she was very accurate.

Time gradually passed.

Uncle Zhang checked the time; it had already been half an hour. Just as he was about to tell Song Yaoyao to return, he saw a man in loungewear walk down the stairs.

He was wearing a dark gray sweater and black trousers. Because he was doing official business earlier, a pair of glasses sat on the bridge of his nose.

On a night like this, he looked particularly smart and noble.

“Where is she? She’s not back yet?”

Huo Yunque removed his glasses and squeezed the bridge of his nose. His deep eyes glanced outside.

It had only been half an hour, but the courtyard was already covered in a layer of snow again.

Underneath the light, it sparkled like little crystal granules.

“She returned a long time ago.” Uncle Zhang smiled. “As soon as she returned, she ran out with a bucket and shovel, and said she was building a snowman. I was just about to go call her.”

Huo Yunque turned around and furrowed his brows.

“Build a snowman?”

He chuckled. “How long has she been out?”

What strange ideas were in that girl’s head?