Huo Yunque approached immediately.
âSong Yaoyao! Who let you in there?â Zhou Manli regained her composure. She hated Song Yaoyao to death, so she lifted her hand to hit her.
Fortunately, her son was fine. If he wasnât brought back to life, she would have taken Song Yaoyaoâs life as compensation!
She was ready to give up everything!
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Huo Yunque pulled the girl into his arms and blocked Zhou Manliâs attack with his hand. He slowly glanced sideways, his eyes dark like an abyss that never saw the light of day. His coldness was apparent.
âMrs. Song.â
He pressed his lips together.âAs an adult, you donât seem to think very logically. Iâm sure Mr. Song has seen clearly whatâs right and wrong. Mr. Song, I suggest you take Mrs. Song to the mental hospital for a check-up.â
Huo Yunque leaned forward and lifted the girl in his arms.
The girl huddled up lovingly in his embrace and slowly closed her eyes. Her eyelashes twitched a little.
âYes, yes, yes.â Song Rui couldnât voice his grievances. He simply made an eye gesture at the bodyguards, signaling for them to block Zhou Manli and stop her from causing any more trouble. âI will definitely listen to Mr. Huoâs suggestion.â
When the man heard this, the emotions on his face did not change at all.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Instead, he sincerely added another suggestion. âLiu Yu is quite an authoritative figure in the psychiatry field. If you donât mind, you can ask Liu Yu to examine your wife.â
Hearing this, Liu Yu wiped his hands on his coat, glanced at them sideways, and sneered, âSheâs beyond saving. Just send her straight to the mental hospital!â
Song Wenchuan was temporarily out of the danger zone, so Zhou Manli was a lot more relaxed. At that moment, her tiredness finally caught up to her.
When she heard what Liu Yu said, she gritted her teeth and glared at him. But all she got back in return, was a look of ridicule.
âMr. Huo, no matter what, Song Yaoyao is still a part of the Songs. I will be taking her home with us today!â Song Rui said bravely as he clenched his fists.
Song Yaoyaoâs eyes flew open and she said in a raspy voice, âYou just said earlier that you wanted to break all ties with me. Were you b*llsh*tting?â
âSong Yaoyao, a child shouldnât curse,â Huo Yunque patted her on the back as he corrected her.
However, his voice did not sound stern.
âMr. Huo...â Zhou Manli pursed her lips. âDonât tell me you donât want to let go...â
âHowâs that possible?â Huo Yunque looked at her with a doubtful gaze and said politely with a smile, âBut...how do you know sheâs your daughter?â
Song Rui was surprised as he looked at Zhou Manli with suspicion.
Zhou Manli was flustered. Raising the tone of her voice, she said sharply, âShe crawled out of my stomach. What do you mean sheâs not mine?! Also, Song Rui, whatâs with your gaze? Do you think I cheated on you?â
Song Rui did not say anything.
When Elder Huo saw that he no longer had any business there, he turned and left happily.
Liu Yu was amused. What a great show. He looked at Huo Yunque, waiting for his response.
But all he saw was the man carrying Song Yaoyao out with slight amusement in his voice,
âShe has the choice not to be.â
As long as Song Yaoyao was unwilling to do something, no one could force her otherwise.
Phwoar!
What a high-level response!
Even though he saw the situation, Liu Yu didnât seem to think the Songs had suffered enough as he added, âOh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that although your son was saved, his brain suffered serious trauma and some of his nerves were damaged. So, he may have been brought back to life, but he will have a lot of residual problems. But the Songs have plenty of money. Iâm sure you can afford to get him treatment.â