Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Translator: Yunyi

"Huo Qi!"

The girl's warm and delicate voice made Huo Qi stumble a little. He didn't know what to do.

"Why are you here? Where's Gege? Is he here as well?"

Song Yaoyao looked around as she questioned Huo Qi.

Huo Qi touched his nose and complained on the inside. As expected, her excitement was due to Huo Yunque. For a moment, she had given him a fright.

"Here." He handed the bag in his hands to her. Inside, there was a cup of red bean matcha and a small slice of Mille crepe cake. "I didn't know your tastes so I picked the best sellers. If you don't like it, let me know, I can buy you another one."

Song Yaoyao accepted the bag happily. "I like it. Of course, I like it. Where's Gege?"

She stretched her neck and looked around.

Song Jingwan was displeased with what she saw. She didn't know whether to throw away the milk tea in her hand or hold onto it.

Although it was an average-priced item, one must look at who the item was from.

She forced a smile and asked, "What is Mr. Huo doing here?"

Just as Huo Qi was about to reply to Song Yaoyao, Song Jingwan interrupted. Seriousness appeared in his handsome eyes. Maintaining his manners, he smiled slightly and said, "Oh, it's the Elder Miss Song. I'm sorry, but I didn't see you earlier so I didn't buy you anything. Please forgive me."

He had no intention of answering Song Jingwan's question.

Huo Yunque was his Master. How could he reveal his Master's whereabouts so easily?

But Song Yaoyao recognized Huo Yunque's car and finally spotted the familiar vehicle amongst the crowd. Like a little bird, she immediately flew over.

"Gege!"

Huo Yunque's slightly furrowed brows relaxed. He glanced outside the window and saw the girl weaving her way through the crowd and running toward him.

Her knee-length pleated skirt was swaying as the sun danced across her head, making her look bright and lively.

The car window slowly lowered, revealing the face that Song Yaoyao had been dreaming about.

She was ecstatic. Blinking, she leaned in to the window and whined cutely, "Gege, I really missed you~"

Huo Yunque: "..."

Song Yaoyao didn't think much of it. She liked him, so she was being honest with him, there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

Her dark eyes scanned him up and down, while the dimples on her face looked perfectly sweet.

"Gege, your shirt is really nice. You look really good!"

"Ahem..."

Huo Yunque held one hand to his forehead and pushed Song Yaoyao's head with the other. If she came any closer, her face would be touching his.

"Speak properly," he said sternly.

Song Yaoyao pouted, "What? I am speaking properly!"

Her voice was sweeter than honey.

Huo Yunque sighed and his gaze fell on her slightly red eyes. "Why did you cry?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Oh?" Song Yaoyao tilted her head innocently.

She held onto her milk tea and took a sip. "I didn't cry."

Her cute and dopey face made one restless, tempting them to squeeze her cheeks to see if they were as soft as they appeared.

"Your eyes," he said as he calmly pointed out the problem.

Song Yaoyao touched her face in realization. "That's because I rubbed it, hehe~ Were you worried about me?~ I'm so moved~"

Her lips were moist, and when she smiled, it seemed to light up the world.

Huo Qi followed behind Song Yaoyao and couldn't help but sigh.

This girl was soft, sweet, and cute. She was completely irresistible!

No wonder even the pure-hearted Huo Yunque couldn't resist her.

Huo Yunque removed his glasses and massaged between his eyebrows. "I wasn't worried about you."

"Liar!"