Translator: Yunyi
Uncle Zhang looked toward Huo Yunque who had just walked in. The man removed his glasses and approached. Furrowing his brows, he took the phone from Uncle Zhangâs hands.
âSpeak.â
The manâs low and charming voice sounded particularly sexy through the phone.
âGege! I miss you so much~â Song Yaoyao whined sweetly.
Huo Yunqueâs hand paused. Something was definitely wrong.
He narrowed his eyes. âSong Yaoyao, you better not tell me that you caused trouble again.â
He lowered his eyes and looked at his watch. It was almost 6pm.
Why wasnât she home yet? Was she rebelling?
âI didnât!â Song Yaoyao humphed unhappily.
âSong Yaoyao, one more minute.â
Song Yaoyao scratched her head, not quite understanding, but she sensed that the manâs voice was growing colder and colder. âHuh?â
âItâs 6pm.â Huo Yunque tapped on the desk calmly. âWhat do you want to say?â
âGege, are you unhappy?â
Song Yaoyao could tell that the man was displeased. But she was good today; she didnât do anything wrong!
âGege, can I come home later tonight?â she asked carefully.
âCome home later?â When Huo Ningxi heard this, he immediately jumped up and said, âSmall Uncle, I want to tell you something! The brat is going out on a date with some wild guy!â
So get rid of her soon!
âGege, donât listen to Huo Ningxi!â Song Yaoyao glared at him threateningly.
You just wait! She was going to give him a âLifetime Beating Packageâ.
Whining in an aggrieved manner, she said, âFrom the start, Iâve only had Gege in my heart! Huo Ningxiâs just jealous that I stole Gegeâs affection so heâs deliberately slandering me! Gege, you have no idea. He even tried to hit me earlier! Huhuhu...â
After telling a lie, Song Yaoyao opened her mouth and started crying. However, they were just crocodile tears.
Song Jingwan was dumbfounded by this.
The real thief was pretending to be the victim. What was the world coming to? Worst of all, her acting was so lousy. Could it be that Mr. Huo liked this?
His tastes were very...unique...
âF*ck! Small Uncle, donât listen to her. You canât believe a word sheâs saying!â
Song Yaoyaoâs lips parted and she revealed a slight smile.
So youâre allowed to slander me but Iâm not allowed to snitch on you?
âStop crying.â Although he knew that her crying was half fake, Huo Yunque couldnât bear to hear it. âGive your phone to Huo Ningxi,â he said coldly.
âHere...â
Song Yaoyaoâs eyes were dark as she handed her phone to Huo Ningxi. âGege wants to speak to you~â
âI...â
F*ck.
Huo Ningxi gritted his teeth and accepted the phone while Song Jingwan watched Song Yaoyaoâs smugness in confusion.
In her heart, Mr. Huo was high and mighty. He would never blame Huo Ningxi over a few words from Song Yaoyao, right?
After all, Huo Ningxi was more family than Song Yaoyao.
But reality proved that Song Jingwanâs thoughts were incorrect.
âSmall UncleââHuo Ningxi wanted to cryââI really didnât hit her. Sheâs a liar!â
âLook! Look!â Song Yaoyao stood beside him and fanned the fire. âLook at how he bullies me when youâre not around! He was even getting physical with me earlier. Huhu, itâs too much!â
âHuo Ningxiââ
Huo Ningxiâs knees became weak when he heard Huo Yunqueâs voice.
He wanted to cry but there were no tears. âSmall Uncle, believe me.â
âYes, I believe you.â
Huo Ningxi breathed a sigh of relief and Song Jingwan smirked.
Look, in Mr. Huoâs heart, his nephew was clearly more important!
âBut between now and next year, you will have to earn your own allowance.â
Huo Ningxi: ???
âSmall Uncle, didnât you say you believed me?!â