Translator: Yunyi
âItâs really funny and infuriating. Baby, can you be a little more careful?â
âHahahaha, we got him! I didnât expect the cold and aloof Mr. Huo to be like a housewife in private. No, no, no, no, no, no, no... Iâm dying of laughter!â
âI suddenly thought of the college entrance exam. I remember hearing Mr. Huo controlling Teacher Song and forbidding her from eating desserts. So itâs been so long, and nothing has changed.â
âThe media can come out and apologize now! Fake news, Ugh!â
âAnd the person who took the photo, do you feel the mockery from our Director Song? Mind your own business first! Just like Director Song said, if you really have nowhere to vent your energy, you can go to her studio to write a script. Stop making up rumors!â
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âUh... Am I the only one whoâs curious about what Mr. Huo said at the end of the chat? The part that was censored? /blushingâ
âIsnât that easy to guess? Mr. Huo: Daddy? When you come back, you can call me daddy in bed!â
âF*ck Sis, youâre awesome! I can imagine it, hahaha!â
âAlthough Iâve never seen Mr. Huoâs face, his figure is really good. How does he resemble a greasy old man?â
âDonât worry, donât worry, Baby, you still have to be careful. was your arm pierced by a shard? My heart hurts! Take care of yourself!â
âTake good care of our baby @MrHuo.â
The picture Song Yaoyao posted was of an entire arm. Other than a few small wounds, there wasnât a single bruise.
If it was domestic violence, it wouldnât be so clean.
Of course, there were people who didnât believe it, but Song Yaoyao couldnât be bothered to say anything. It was up to them whether they believed it or not.
It was really ridiculous.
In addition, not everyone was on Weibo. Sometimes, only the news of Song Yaoyao being beaten up spread, but no one mentioned the things she clarified.
Occasionally, when Song Yaoyao was recognized while eating out, people could be seen pointing at her and whispering. âIs that her? Aiyo, sheâs such a good little girl, why must she go throw herself at the rich people? When her parents see it, wonât their hearts ache to death?â
Usually, at this time, Song Yaoyaoâs heart was calm and unperturbed.
She even felt like laughing.
âWhy didnât you explain?â
Song Wenchuanâs voice came from behind.
Song Wenchuan said that he happened to pass by, but Song Yaoyao knew that he had come here on purpose. Feng City Film Academy was thousands of miles away from his company, how could it be so coincidental?
âA righteous person has nothing to fear. The opinions of others mean nothing.â
Song Yaoyao took a bite of her hamburger and narrowed her eyes in enjoyment.
Song Wenchuan looked at her cute appearance and could not help but raise his hand. He paused when he was about to place it on her head.
Song Yaoyao chewed and looked at him with a squint. âIf you want to touch it, touch it. Donât mess up my hairstyle!â
One sentence made all of Song Wenchuanâs hesitation disappear.
He smiled helplessly and ruffled her soft hair.
âWhat hairstyle do you have?â
Song Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks, her long hair draped behind her back. Hearing this, she said confidently, âI just have it.â
âOkay, okay, okay.â
Seeing that she was like a child, Song Wenchuan smiled and nodded in agreement. âWhat else do you want to eat? Iâll buy it for you.â
âSomething sweet! Cake! Ice cream!â Song Yaoyao counted.
âNo.â
Song Wenchuan was one of the few people who knew that she was sensitive to pain. In the past, he did not know; he always thought that his sister was just sensitive and liked to cry. Only later did he realize that she was stronger than anyone else, and she was afraid of pain.
âMr. Huo doesnât allow you to eat sweets.â
Song Yaoyao became irritated at the thought of this. Even the hamburger in her hand did not smell good. She walked forward with her head down. âHeâs not here.â
âEating too much sweet food will cause your teeth to hurt, and itâs not good for your health. Eat something else. Iâll buy you anything you want, okay?â
Song Yaoyao curled her lips and reluctantly agreed.
She wrote another note for Huo Yunque in her heart.
The weather was very cold. The wind seeped in through oneâs collar, causing them to shiver.
The brother and sister did not say anything as they walked quietly.
There was a small park in the distance, and the maple leaves in the park were scattered all over the ground. From afar, it looked like a flame, and it was especially beautiful.
This could be considered one of the more famous small âscenic spotsâ in the vicinity.
In the end, Song Wenchuan could not resist Song Yaoyaoâs coquettishness and bought her a cup of milk tea that was not too sweet.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He carried the milk tea and followed behind Song Yaoyao. Finally, he found a park bench and sat down.
Song Yaoyao took a bite of her hamburger and went over to Song Wenchuanâs side to take a sip of the milk tea.
A large group of people came in front of them. The bride was wearing a strapless wedding dress, and Song Yaoyao felt cold just looking at them.
The bride was obviously very cold, but she could not hide the smile on her face as she listened to the photographerâs advice, whether it was a hug or a kiss.
Song Yaoyao suddenly said, âI shouldnât have come with you.â
Song Wenchuan: â?â
âI should have come with Gege. Itâs so romantic.â
She sighed.
Song Wenchuan was filled with grief and indignation. âSong Yaoyao, you heartless brat.â
Iâm the one who bought you food and drinks!
Reality proved that not only did Song Yaoyao have no conscience, she was also very cruel.
After eating her burger, Song Yaoyao stood up to leave ungratefully.
âLetâs go, I suddenly miss my Gege.â
Song Wenchuan said, âSong Yaoyao, donât ever expect me to buy you milk tea again!â
This was too much.
At night, Song Yaoyao was nestled in Huo Yunqueâs arms, reading the same book with him.
When they saw the country of maple leaves, Canada, Song Yaoyao suddenly said, âGege, we have a chance to see maple leaves. Itâs actually not bad to take photos amongst them. I saw a couple taking wedding photos today, they looked really good.â
She nodded her head and counted with her fingers.
âWe can call a few friends. Rourou, Xu Yue, Luo Xinguang, and so on. Then we can bring some food and go for a picnic!â
Huo Yunque closed the book and patted her head.
âSleep.â
Sighâ
Song Yaoyao had just said it casually. Then, out of impulse...
She turned her head and looked through the window of the plane. The blue sky and cotton-like clouds seemed to be within reach.
âGege, where are we going?â
The man held a book in his hand and his handsome face had a gentle smile on it. âTo look at the maple leaves.â
Song Yaoyao opened her mouth.
She said it casually, but someone took it seriously and remembered it.
She could not help but purse her lips and laugh. She threw herself into his arms and asked slyly, âWhat about my friends?â
As soon as she finished her sentence, she let out a scream.
Huo Yunque retracted his hand that was flicking her forehead and pinched her sharp chin with a smirk. âIâm not enough?â
Song Yaoyao blinked her eyes and pretended not to understand what Huo Yunque was saying.
âLittle fox.â
He sneered and held her in his arms as he sat her down.
When they arrived, it was already late. Song Yaoyao looked at the exotic buildings and could not snap out of it.
She tugged at the corner of the manâs clothes and followed him closely. The man was walking in front of her while she was chasing after him.
One of them was wearing a casual suit and a long coat, while the other was carrying a backpack and dressed like a baby.