As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Ningxi heard the sound of knuckles cracking.
His head felt numb as he looked at Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao smiled slightly. âGuess what you look like to me.â
Huo Ningxiâs eyelids twitched and he stepped back. With a threatening tone, he said, âSong Yaoyao, donât you dareâ Ahhh!â
The girlâs fist slammed into his face. Blinking, Song Yaoyao said, âI think you look like youâre asking for a beating.â
âF*ck, Song Yaoyao!â
He lifted his hand and looked into Song Yaoyaoâs bright and beautiful face. With her chin raised slightly, she looked fearless.
âGo ahead, hit me! When we get back, Iâll tell Gege that you bullied me!â
âIâm the one thatâs going to tell Small Uncle that you bullied me!â Huo Ningxi glared at her childishly and lowered his hand.
âHa~ Gege wouldnât believe you!â
Song Yaoyao pulled a face at him and looked out the window. âUncle, stop here, I want to buy something!â she quickly said to the driver.
She hadnât forgotten about her promise of bringing gifts for Tang Xinrou and the others~
If not for Shen Xunâs help the previous day, she wouldnât have made so much money!
So, she had to carefully select some gifts!
As he watched her step out of the car and run lightly into the distance, Huo Ningxi wiped his face,
His eyes met with the driverâs through the rearview mirror.
Huo Ningxiâs gaze sharpened. âIf you dare say a wordââ
âYoung Master, I didnât see a thing,â the driver lowered his head and replied calmly.
Thatâs about right!
From the moment that Song Jingwan arrived at school, she kept guard over the gates. When she saw Huo Ningxi step out of his car and the car leave without any sign of Song Yaoyao, her heart finally relaxed.
âNingxi~â
She quickly rushed over, her nose red from the cold and looking pitiful. âGood morning~ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After being angered by Song Yaoyao and seeing the well-behaved Song Jingwan, he felt a lot better. âGood morning. Why are you standing here?
âItâs cold outside.â
He asked curiously.
âI was waiting for you, of course~â Song Jingwan looked down with embarrassment and laughed shyly. Running her hand through her hair, she suddenly said, âOh, thatâs right, whereâs Yaoyao?
âDidnât she come with you today?â
âHer?â
Huo Ningxi gritted his teeth at the mention of her name. âWho knows where she went. She can do whatever she wants!â
Song Jingwanâs lips curved in secret, but when she lifted her head, her eyes were filled with worry. âOh?
âIsnât Yaoyao staying at the Huo Manor anymore?
âWhere could she possibly go...â
âOf course sheâs still there.â
Huo Ningxi glanced at her curiously. âBut why isnât she going home?â Why was she staying at his home anyway? It was so annoying.
Song Jingwanâs expression froze. Clasping onto her bag, she said sadly, âOh...yes, why isnât she?
âYou see, Yaoyao...sh-she had an argument with my mom. Because of a few words of scolding, she ran away from home impulsively. When I tried to persuade her to come home, she didnât listen to me. Oh, that personality of hers. Just the thought of it gives me a headache...â
âI know, right? You also think she has a bad temper?â
Huo Ningxi brushed back his hair and strode inside. In a strange tone, he asked, âSheâs nothing like how she appears. Why is she so violent?
âYou have no idea what she did this morning...â
He was tall and his strides were big and fast. However, he didnât notice Song Jingwanâs gaze grow colder and colder behind him.
Huo Ningxi probably didnât realize either. He had never been a person of many words. But when he spoke about Song Yaoyao, he couldnât stop.
He was the Young Master of the Huo Family. When had he ever been hit and not had the ability to fight back?