Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Translator: Yunyi 

"Miss S— Ah! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

Before the man wearing a hat and a thick down jacket could get close to Song Yaoyao, Huo Si grabbed his arm and pressed him against the car.

"Who are you?"

"I... I'm not a bad person! Miss Song, it's me. I'm Qin Han, Miss Song Jingwan's manager. I'm looking for you because I have something to ask you. Ouch, it hurts..."

Huo Si increased his strength, and Qin Han immediately cried out in pain.

"Why should our Miss Song answer your question? Do you think you're that important? Huh?"

Huo Si laughed coldly and pushed him away. "The next time you dare to force your way to Miss Song, the consequences will not be so simple."

With that, he bent over, pulled open the car door, and escorted Song Yaoyao into the car.

Song Yaoyao glanced at Qin Han indifferently and lowered her head to get into the car.

Qin Han felt as if his arm was about to be dislocated by Huo Si. He opened his mouth and said, "Miss Song, I just want to know why you signed Song Weiwei? That person is Song Weiwei, right? Your Studio's newly signed artist..."

"Make way."

Huo Si got into the car swiftly and turned the steering wheel.

The car rushed towards Qin Han. Qin Han was so scared that his face turned pale. He staggered and sat on the ground, looking at the scene in a daze. He did not even know how to dodge.

Meanwhile, Song Yaoyao didn't even lift her eyelids. After all, she wasn't a good person in the ordinary sense.

The car stopped just as the front bumper was about to touch Qin Han's face. Only then did Qin Han seem to suddenly react by rolling and crawling away.

Huo Si grinned and said, "Miss Song, with his abilities, it's no wonder that he hasn't been able to produce anything decent after so many years."

In the entertainment industry, he should know the power of capital the most.

It was the first time Huo Si had seen someone rashly question someone in front of them.

Song Yaoyao curved her lips slightly. "How are the people at the hospital?"

Although Song Yaoyao didn't mention their names, Huo Si knew who she was referring to.

"Those with large-scale disfigurement cannot be completely cured at this time. However, those with minor disfigurement have already finished their surgery and are currently recuperating in the hospital."

"That's good."

Tang Xinrou finally chose to hold her engagement ceremony on New Year's Day.

The Ans were also a famous aristocratic family in the circle. Whether it was in terms of family background or personality, the Tangs were undoubtedly satisfied with An Feiran.

But even so...

An Feiran was still called over by Tang Xinrou's older brothers. Using the excuse of sparring, he was 'slightly' taught a lesson.

One could imagine that if An Feiran dared to let Tang Xinrou down in the future, just her older brothers alone would not let him off.

In the luxurious hotel banquet hall, the huge crystal chandelier shone brilliantly, and the floor was covered with a dark red, golden-patterned carpet. The people who passed by were all famous people from all walks of life. They were all dressed in suits and they drove beautiful cars.

A figure paused at the door, and her gaze swept across the hall.

Song Yaoyao tugged at the corner of Huo Yunque's shirt and said softly, "Gege, I'll be leaving for a while."

Huo Yunque followed her gaze and nodded. "Go."

"You came alone?"

Song Weiwei was still looking around when she heard a familiar voice. She was finally relieved.

She smiled. "Miss Song."

"Come with me."

Song Yaoyao led Song Weiwei through the crowd. In the room, Tang Xinrou, who was wearing a long red dress, sat with her back facing the crowd. The makeup artist was holding a makeup brush and gently sweeping it across her face.

Hearing the voice, Tang Xinrou waved her hand and turned around. When she saw Song Weiwei, her eyes immediately lit up.