Song Jingwan smiled apologetically. âSorry for the embarrassing scene.â
âWait!â a sweet yet cold voice sounded.
Song Yaoyao, who had been watching from the sidelines, approached and pointed at the water stains beside the pool.
âYouâre plan would have been perfect if you cleaned these water stains...â
Song Yaoyao glanced sideways and smiled at Song Jingwan. âI believe in Ye. He would never lie.â
Yi Ting did not chase after his son. There were security guards outside, so he was sure that they would never allow Ye to run too far. He crossed his arms and chuckled when he heard what the girl said. âI believe my son too. Since Mrs. Song doesnât believe him, then letâs investigate further.â
âY-youââ Zhou Manli was furious. âThis is my home!â
Yi Ting smiled. âYe is my son.â
He was firm on where he stood. It didnât look like he was giving up until he achieved his motive. His message was clear: sure, this was the Song Family Home, but his son was also aggrieved.
He was investigating this matter to the end!
The atmosphere grew tense. How did the birthday party turn out like this?
Everyone looked at each other.
âLet me go! Punk, let me go!â
At that moment, a youngster approached with a smile, holding Ye by his clothes.
Behind him followed a dozen or so black-suited men.
Yeâs limbs and head hung low as he was held by his suit like a flopping chicken.
When he saw who had arrived, Song Ruiâs expression immediately changed.
âHuo Qi!â
Song Yaoyaoâs eyes lit up and she quickly ran over to him.
The girlâs footsteps were light and fast like she was stepping on clouds, as her face filled with anticipation. Those that didnât know would have thought that Huo Qi was her boyfriend.
But...that was not the case...
Before Song Yaoyao managed to say anything, Huo Qi already knew what she was going to ask. âMiss Song, the Master told me to escort you home.â
The crowd began to chatter.
Although the master of the house barely showed himself in public, Huo Qi often attended events in his stead, so these influential people all knew who he was.
They also knew who his master was.
He was here to take the Second Miss of the Song Family home? Did he mean what they thought he meant?
Song Yaoyaoâs eyes curved. âOkay!â
As though her heart had found a place to belong, her grievances immediately felt minuscule.
âHuo Qi, let Ye down.â
Lin Shuang tried to catch her breath as she caught up to them. It seemed, Ye had run into Huo Qi after not getting very far. Since Huo Qi recognized the rascal, he decided to bring him back.
âPunk! Let me go!â
âYe, donât be rude!â Lin Shuang warned.
Huo Qi chuckled. âSister-in-law, you heard him. The little punk was yelling at me!â
He held the little boy up and dangled him in mid-air, scaring him until he grew fiercer. âHow can you bully a child? Wait until I grow up! Iâm going to challenge you, one-on-one!â
âHa!â
Huo Qi was amused. âHavenât you heard that a child should be bullied early?â If he didnât bully him now, he would not have the chance in the future.
Yeâs face turned red as he yelled unhappily, âDaddy!â
Yi Ting crossed his arms and held back a smile as he glanced at him. âYou finally know to call me? Let me tell you, itâs useless.â
He spoke coldly. It was as though the child wasnât his.
Lin Shuang was speechless.
In a state of despair, Yeâs arms and legs drooped, as well as his neck. He decided to play dead.
Song Yaoyao was the only one who couldnât stand it any longer. âLet him down.â
âFine. Little punk, Iâll let you off this time. Next time you run into me, Iâll make you pay. Understand?â
Huo Qi let Ye down and he quickly ran towards Song Yaoyao. He wrapped his arms around her leg and said, âBig Sis, youâre the only one that treats me well!â