Translator: Yunyi
Looking at her face, even though Song Yaoyao didnât hate her, she didnât like her either, so there was no way she would be friends with her. This was the truth.
Moreover, Song Yaoyao had never been one to torment herself.
Since she didnât like to see her, why did she have to bring it upon herself?
The other party didnât seem to expect her to reject her call. The bedroom fell silent for two minutes before the phone started ringing again as if it was urging her.
Hutfâ
Song Yaoyao let out a breath and sat up.
âTâs the middle of the night, youâd better give me a reason.â
The young girlâs voice was extremely cold and filled with displeasure.
A sobbing voice came from the phone.
âMiss Song, please help me! Come quickly, weâre in danger, Young Master Huo is here too
When she heard Huo Ningxiâs name, Song Yaoyaoâs brows furrowed, and the anxiety in her heart grew.
âWhatâs the use of finding me when youâre in danger? Whereâs his bodyguard?â
âL.. [really donât know. Huhu⦠Miss Song, please come quickly. Young Master Huo is drunk, I really donât know what to do. I beg you, Miss Songâ¦â
So annoying.
Song Yaoyao immediately cut off the call and turned off her phone.
Then, she fell straight into bed. Her jet-black eyes, filled with a calm and cold luster, looked up at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
The moonlight sneaked in through the half-closed sheer curtains, bright and clean.
âWhere is he? He did such a thing. Heâs lucky that he didnât get hacked to death.â
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and forced herself to endure the discomfort. She got out of the car and walked quickly.
âPlease slow down. Heâs fine for now.â
Huo Jiu caught up with her quickly and put a coat on her shoulder.
âHuo Si has already brought people. Actually, you could have just passed on the message, you didnât have to come personally.â
Miss Song never went out at night; her schedule was consistent.
Such a situation was very rare.
âLetâs go straight up.â
âOh? Miss, are you an adult? We donât allow minors to come in hereâ¦â
Amature woman dressed in a tight dress looked at Song Yaoyao with a smile frozen on her face. She watched in disbelief as she walked straight past her without even giving her a glance.
âWho are you? Stop right there! Wanying Club is not a place for you to cause trouble!â
Sister Hong caught up to Song Yaoyao in a few steps, wanting to grab her arm. Song Yaoyao was extremely impatient; she was supposed to get some much-needed rest when she was called here in the middle of the night. Any other person would be in a bad mood.
Not to mention that her body was not feeling well.
She raised her hand to block the woman and effortlessly pushed her away.
âYouâ¦â
Sister Hong glared at Song Yaoyao, but when she saw the young girlâs misty, almost demonic eyes, she subconsciously swallowed the rest of her words.
She opened her mouth and changed her tone, âMiss, what are you guys here for? If youâre here to have fun, we would definitely open our doors to welcome you. But look at your aggressive manner. Those who donât know better would think that youâre here to cause trouble.â
âTm here to look for someone.â
Song Yaoyaoâs eyes flashed with a cold light as she walked past her indifferently. Her soft voice was slightly hoarse as she said, âDonât worry, Iâll leave as soon as | find him.â
âBut how do we know who youâre looking for! Hey, you.
She wanted to chase after her again, but the handsome young man beside her had already stopped her with a faint smile.
âOur Miss Song is in a bad mood. I advise you not to anger her.â
Now that her husband was not around, if she really lost her temper, they probably would not be able to control her without hurting her.
âI-is she really that scary?â
Sister Hong was embarrassed. Her blood-red lips twitched in disbelief.