Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Huo Ningxi who had received a slap to the face: “???”

How dare this brat say that he had a dirty mind? If he could turn back time, he would have taken a photo as evidence the moment he rushed in here! That way, he could show it to her and let her take a good look at how suggestive her pose was earlier with his Small Uncle. It was hard not to imagine things!

“Get out.”

Huo Yunque’s voice was indifferent, but his gaze was particularly sharp.

Huo Ningxi pursed his lips and asked with slight doubt, “Is it really nose blood?”

“What else could it be?” Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes.

For some reason, Huo Ningxi seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. As he turned and headed for the door, he heard Huo Yunque’s deep voice.

“Close the door.”

Huo Ningxi paused and nodded his head. “Okay.”

Just before the door closed, a calm comment surprised Huo Ningxi.

“Huo Ningxi, don’t forget that you are no longer related to each other.”

In other words, no matter what she did, it had nothing to do with him.

He was the one who didn’t want her first.

Huo Ningxi’s throat moved and he gritted his teeth as he closed the door.

“Yes.”

He didn’t regret it! Definitely not!

“Oh, what are you doing here?” Uncle Zhang quickly pulled him away when he saw the situation.

Huo Ningxi sneered and swept his eyes gloomily across Uncle Zhang. “Uncle Zhang, are you specifically standing here as a lookout?”

“What do you mean? I’m simply worried that Miss Song might be hungry. I just asked the chef to make some blood-replenishing soup for her. It should be ready soon…”

“Since you dote on her so much, how could you just watch as my Small Uncle does that to her…”

“Young Master!”

Uncle Zhang’s smile disappeared as he interrupted with seriousness. “Is that what you think of the Master? The Huos have been standing firm for hundreds of years, and their reputation has been good. As a part of the Huo Family, you should know that the Master’s never forced anyone to do something they don’t want to do.”

Sure, he was cold, so cold that he felt unapproachable, but deep down, he had the serious and disciplined nature of the Huos.

The Master would never do something so shameful.

“Young Master, you better not say things like this again. If the Master hears, he will be so disappointed.” Uncle Zhang sighed as he patted Huo Ningxi on the shoulder. “Especially since the Master dotes on you so much. Besides, Miss Song is already an adult. If it’s consensual, there’s no problem with it.”

“How is she an adult? She looks like a clueless brat! And she’s so childish!” Huo Ningxi retorted.

Uncle Zhang was surprised to hear this and his eyes deepened.

“Young Master, why are you unhappy? Don’t you normally hate Miss Song? You should be happy that she’s no longer clinging to you…”

Huo Ningxi’s back froze and he pursed his lips.

But he hid his discomfort well without showing anything on his face.

“I’m happy, of course.”

After speaking, he turned and returned to his room. He had already forgotten what he had initially come out to do.

“I’m tired. I’m going back to my room to rest,” he said indifferently.

Uncle Zhang watched as the young man’s tall and skinny body disappeared from his sight and he sighed.

“Sigh, this isn’t good…”

…

After the consecutive accusations, Huo Yunque was no longer in the mood to punish Song Yaoyao.

He pulled away Song Yaoyao’s cheeky hands and looked at her blushing cheeks. How brazen of her to feel him up like that.

He raised his eyebrows as he held back a smile. “Song Yaoyao, were you enjoying yourself? Huh?”