Translator: Yunyi
Song Yaoyao furrowed her brows and stepped out sullenly. The first thing she said was, âLet me make it clear, Iâm not going back with you.â
âWho wants you to come back with me?â Song Wenchuan scoffed and glanced at her. âSince they arenât in a panic, why should I be?â
That morning, Song Jingwanâs words had hit the Song Family like a bomb and completely messed it up.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
For Song Rui, who had not yet completely given up on his desires, the information he received was bound to make him upset.
But how upset depended on how ambitious he was.
âThen, you...â
Song Yaoyao opened her mouth. She did not expect Song Wenchuan to say this.
She lowered her head with a cute and dopey expression.
When Song Wenchuan saw this, he immediately felt angered and rubbed her head. âSong Yaoyao, I really need to take my hat off to you!
âNot only did you run away from home, you even switched your phone off!
âDo you know I searched all night for you?â
âI...â
Song Yaoyao noticed the darkness in Song Wenchuanâs eyes and began to panic.
At a loss, she asked, âWh-why were you searching for me...?â
She never intended on getting involved with anyone from the Song Family. In her heart, she still missed her parents and her beloved brother from her previous life.
But Song Wenchuanâs actions kept chipping away at the layers of her tightly sealed heart.
Song Wenchuanâs heart ached when he saw the disbelief and panic in Song Yaoyaoâs eyes.
With a bitter laugh, he asked, âDid you think weâd all forget your existence after you ran away and weâd leave you to fend for yourself?â
The girl lowered her head.
A hand suddenly patted her on the head. The manâs voice sounded slightly exhausted but extremely gentle, âNo matter what they think, just remember that I am your brother. I will never abandon you.â
Song Yaoyaoâs head rang. She furrowed her brows, wondering where things went wrong.
From what she read, the original Song Yaoyao was eventually kicked out of the Song Family, after which she died a pitiful death.
Where was Song Wenchuan then?
âWhereâs your backpack?â Song Wenchuan stretched out his hand as he looked at the silent girl.
Song Yaoyao realized that she didnât have it with her and quickly turned around to grab it from the car.
Without saying anything, Song Wenchuan pulled out a stack of money from his pocket and shoved it into her backpack. He also placed some snacks that he had bought inside and returned the bag to her.
âGo to class. You need money to eat well at school. Donât starve yourself until youâre thin and haggard. Itâs embarrassing...â
âYou!â
Song Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks. Originally, she was quite moved until he said these words.
âPfff...â Song Wenchuan chuckled as he pinched her cheeks. âSo cute.â
Song Yaoyao brushed his hand away. âDonât get all handsy!â she warned unhappily as she glared at him.
Just as she finished speaking, Song Wenchuan grabbed onto her collar with one hand and forcefully turned her around to face the school.
âHurry and get to class.â
âHey!!â
How disrespectful!
This stupid man was taking things too far!
âDonât call me âHeyâ!
âCall me âBrotherâ!â
âNo way!â Song Yaoyao said as she ran toward the school without looking back. âDonât think that you can buy my affection with a bag of snacks. Iâm not that easy to bribe!â
Song Wenchuan chuckled again. He shoved his hands in his pockets and asked casually, âWhat about two bags?
âHow about ten?â
Song Yaoyao waved her hand in disgust, âHurry home and get some rest. Your eyebags are almost drooping down to the floor!
âIt looks so ugly...â
âTch...â
Song Wenchuan touched his face, feeling a little hurt. Was he really that ugly?