Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

"Is that so?" Song Yaoyao's smile was sweet. She raised her hand and calmly pushed Zhong Li's face away. "I'm afraid Mr. Zhong Li will burn yourself playing with fire.."

Her small hands were soft, warm, and delicate.

Zhong Li was stunned. He laughed.

He straightened up, and when he lowered his eyes, the intensity in his eyes was extremely strong. He stared at Song Yaoyao. "I'm looking forward to that day."

Song Yaoyao raised her eyebrows and shrugged.

Zhong Li walked out of the reception room when a soft voice suddenly sounded.

"I'm actually very curious about something." Song Yaoyao turned around and looked at Zhong Li. "Don't you have any feelings for Song Jingwan?"ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.net

In the original , this was the villainous second male lead, who had a deep love for Song Jingwan.

The girl tilted her head and her shiny black eyes were filled with curiosity. However, there was a mischievous look at the corner of her lips. Two completely different emotions conflicted and fused together.

Zhong Li's forehead twitched. Song Yaoyao didn't know if she was imagining things, but something that could be described as contempt flashed across his eyes. However, it was quickly withdrawn, so quickly that Song Yaoyao even wondered if she had seen wrongly.

"Who is Song Jingwan? I don't know her."

He left after saying this.

Song Yaoyao licked her lips, put her little hand into her jacket pocket, and then responded with an "Oh".

Not long after Zhong Li left, Huo Yunque returned.

Huo Qi went upstairs to pack his things while Song Yaoyao found out that Huo Yunque was going abroad again.

"Zhong Li was here?"

He waved his hand and waited for Song Yaoyao to come over. He pulled her into his arms and gently ran his fingers through her soft, fragrant hair.

"Uh huh."

Song Yaoyao grasped his skinny waist like a cat and coquettishly said, "Mr. Huo, why do you have such good taste?"

The girl's voice was soft, sweet, and cute.

Huo Yunque was stunned for a moment before he realized what was going on. His Adam's apple moved, and a low and lazy smile appeared on his face. In a seductive and sexy manner, he replied, "I want to know too."

He placed his big palm on Song Yaoyao's slender back and rubbed it with his thumb.

"Tsk, narcissist!"

Song Yaoyao clung to his neck and leaned forward to ask for a kiss, her face beaming with joy.

If Song Yaoyao turned around at this moment, she would be able to see the man's eyes that were as cold as a lake. The dazzling light outside the window fell on his handsome face, but it could not dispel the cold and unapproachable aura around him.

"Sir, everything is ready."

Huo Qi appeared at the wrong time.

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and hugged Huo Yunque's neck as she mumbled, "Do you have to go on a business trip again?"

Hearing her complain, Huo Yunque laughed softly. He suddenly stood up, held her little butt with one hand, and walked out the door.

"I really want to take you with me."

Song Yaoyao was also a little tempted. She had nothing to do these days. Although she felt bad leaving all the matters of the new company to Xia Rao, Song Yaoyao really had no interest in managing the company!

She hung onto Huo Yunque like a koala, a sight that the Huo family's servants were already used to. Uncle Zhang saw this scene and quickly lowered his head, respectfully sending Huo Yunque out. There was an unconcealable smile in his eyes.

Huo Qi dragged his luggage, and a group of assistants stood outside the door.

Song Yaoyao was stunned, and reluctantly jumped off Huo Yunque's body.

"Okay, it's sunny outside. You should go back in."

Huo Yunque patted her little face and gently coaxed her, "I'll try to come back as soon as possible."

"How soon?"

Her question made Huo Yunque pause, and he pressed his forehead in amusement, "You know I don't make promises that I'm not sure of." He could only say as soon as possible.

"Okay, okay."

Song Yaoyao pouted and waved her hand to signal Huo Yunque to leave.

It was too embarrassing for her to act clingy in front of so many pairs of eyes.

"You guys go first," Huo Yunque ordered.

​ Huo Qi immediately signaled for everyone to leave. He did not want to be a third wheel here.

Song Yaoyao touched her nose in embarrassment. This man was always like this. He would always be able to see through her thoughts. Nothing could escape his eyes.

Huo Yunque took a step forward and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Be good at home."

Song Yaoyao's little face was slightly red. She touched her forehead and said, "You have to be careful too. Also..." she clenched her fists and added, "stay away from those women! Don't let them get close to you. I'll have Huo Qi keep an eye on you!"

"Okay, I'll remember that."

Huo Yunque pinched her cheek and turned around to walk away.

He did not turn around again, afraid that he would want to put the delicate blushing girl into his pocket and take her away.

"Miss Song, there's a call for you."

Song Yaoyao retracted her gaze and took the phone. "Hello, Song Yaoyao speaking." As soon as she said this, the smile on her lips gradually disappeared.

The next second, she stuffed the phone into Uncle Zhang's hand and chased after the man.

Huo Yunque, who was about to get into his car, was grabbed by the corner of his shirt. He paused and turned around.

"What's wrong?" He felt helpless and amused. "Why are you so clingy all of a sudden—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed Song Yaoyao's slightly red eyes.

...

On the plane, Song Yaoyao rubbed her fingers nervously. She did not prepare anything and had just followed Huo Yunque.

After getting off the plane, Huo Yunque put his coat on her. "Have Huo Jiu and Huo Si follow you. Take them with you and be careful. Don't make me worry, okay?"

Song Yaoyao nodded quickly.

Huo Yunque had a lot of things to do and could not accompany her to the hospital.

What happened was, Song Yaoyao had received a call from Alice.

At that time, she only said a few words before she hurriedly hung up the call.

After getting off the plane and into the car, Song Yaoyao calmly instructed, "Go to the hospital."

Count Lancaster was not in the hospital. There were only bodyguards dressed in black who surrounded the ward tightly. Not even a fly could get past their eyes.

"Please stop."

"Get out of the way!"

Song Yaoyao's eyes were cold, and her voice was even colder.

Her eyes were dark when she wasn't smiling, revealing endless coldness and indifference. The aura around her was strong and full of aggression.

The bodyguard speaking to her immediately entered a state of vigilance and pulled out his gun.

As she moved, the surrounding bodyguards also followed suit and pulled out their weapons.

However, the people brought by Song Yaoyao were not to be trifled with. Before they could make a move, Huo Si had already pointed his gun at the head of the first bodyguard.

He laughed sinisterly, "If you don't want his head to explode, I suggest you put down your guns."

The atmosphere was tense.

"Hey! What are you doing? Albert, put down your guns!"

The middle-aged man's deep voice came from behind. Along with the sound of footsteps. Count Lancaster walked to Song Yaoyao's side.

He was wearing an English-style suit. His gem brooch reflected in the light, and his hair was combed back meticulously. There was not a single wrinkle on his clothes.

He had an exquisite and gorgeous aristocratic appearance.