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nTranslator: Yunyi

nUncle Zhang looked toward Huo Yunque who had just walked in. The man removed his glasses and approached. Furrowing his brows, he took the phone from Uncle Zhang’s hands.

n“Speak.”

nThe man’s low and charming voice sounded particularly sexy through the phone.

n“Gege! I miss you so much~” Song Yaoyao whined sweetly.

nHuo Yunque’s hand paused. Something was definitely wrong.

nHe narrowed his eyes. “Song Yaoyao, you better not tell me that you caused trouble again.”

nHe lowered his eyes and looked at his watch. It was almost 6pm.

nWhy wasn’t she home yet? Was she rebelling?

n“I didn’t!” Song Yaoyao humphed unhappily.

n“Song Yaoyao, one more minute.”

nSong Yaoyao scratched her head, not quite understanding, but she sensed that the man’s voice was growing colder and colder. “Huh?”

n“It’s 6pm.” Huo Yunque tapped on the desk calmly. “What do you want to say?”

n“Gege, are you unhappy?”

nSong Yaoyao could tell that the man was displeased. But she was good today; she didn’t do anything wrong!

n“Gege, can I come home later tonight?” she asked carefully.

n“Come home later?” When Huo Ningxi heard this, he immediately jumped up and said, “Small Uncle, I want to tell you something! The brat is going out on a date with some wild guy!”

nSo get rid of her soon!

n“Gege, don’t listen to Huo Ningxi!” Song Yaoyao glared at him threateningly.

nYou just wait! She was going to give him a ‘Lifetime Beating Package’.

nWhining in an aggrieved manner, she said, “From the start, I’ve only had Gege in my heart! Huo Ningxi’s just jealous that I stole Gege’s affection so he’s deliberately slandering me! Gege, you have no idea. He even tried to hit me earlier! Huhuhu…”

nAfter telling a lie, Song Yaoyao opened her mouth and started crying. However, they were just crocodile tears.

nSong Jingwan was dumbfounded by this.

nThe real thief was pretending to be the victim. What was the world coming to? Worst of all, her acting was so lousy. Could it be that Mr. Huo liked this?

nHis tastes were very…unique…

n“F*ck! Small Uncle, don’t listen to her. You can’t believe a word she’s saying!”

nSong Yaoyao’s lips parted and she revealed a slight smile.

nSo you’re allowed to slander me but I’m not allowed to snitch on you?

n“Stop crying.” Although he knew that her crying was half fake, Huo Yunque couldn’t bear to hear it. “Give your phone to Huo Ningxi,” he said coldly.

n“Here…”

nSong Yaoyao’s eyes were dark as she handed her phone to Huo Ningxi. “Gege wants to speak to you~”

n“I…”

nF*ck.

nHuo Ningxi gritted his teeth and accepted the phone while Song Jingwan watched Song Yaoyao’s smugness in confusion.

nIn her heart, Mr. Huo was high and mighty. He would never blame Huo Ningxi over a few words from Song Yaoyao, right?

nAfter all, Huo Ningxi was more family than Song Yaoyao.

nBut reality proved that Song Jingwan’s thoughts were incorrect.

n“Small Uncle”—Huo Ningxi wanted to cry—”I really didn’t hit her. She’s a liar!”

n“Look! Look!” Song Yaoyao stood beside him and fanned the fire. “Look at how he bullies me when you’re not around! He was even getting physical with me earlier. Huhu, it’s too much!”

n“Huo Ningxi—”

nHuo Ningxi’s knees became weak when he heard Huo Yunque’s voice.

nHe wanted to cry but there were no tears. “Small Uncle, believe me.”

n“Yes, I believe you.”

nHuo Ningxi breathed a sigh of relief and Song Jingwan smirked.

nLook, in Mr. Huo’s heart, his nephew was clearly more important!

n“But between now and next year, you will have to earn your own allowance.”

nHuo Ningxi: ???

n“Small Uncle, didn’t you say you believed me?!”

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