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nTranslator: Yunyi

nHuo Ningxi played video games until well past 10pm. By then, he was starving. After notifying his friends briefly, he decided to go downstairs to get some food.

nBut just as he received a cup of coke from one of the maids, he turned around and spotted two familiar figures walking toward him.

nThump—

nHis hand slipped and the coke fell on top of his foot. He was only wearing a pair of home slippers, so the pain made him immediately stand upright. His expression as he looked at the door grew even more shocked.

nSeeing his Small Uncle was no surprise, but who could explain to Huo Ningxi why Song Yaoyao was there too?

nWas he seeing a ghost?

n“Song Yaoyao! You’re so f*cken persistent! Why are you always clinging to my Small Uncle? You—”

n“Huo Ningxi.”

nHuo Yunque handed his umbrella to the butler and undid a few buttons on his shirt. “Have we not taught you the rules?”

n“Small Uncle, I’m…sorry!”

nHuo Ningxi’s face turned pale; he couldn’t lift his head in front of Huo Yunque at all. His head was lowered in shame, but when he thought about Song Yaoyao, he couldn’t accept it. “But, Small Uncle…Song Yaoyao…”

n“She is my guest,” Huo Yunque remained calm. It was as though he was telling him that it was none of his business. He stepped forward, headed upstairs, and pointed at Song Yaoyao. “Where’s Jiang Tao? Tell Jiang Tao to take care of her.”

nAfter saying this, he looked at Song Yaoyao and paused.

nSong Yaoyao immediately waved her sleeves in understanding. “Gege, if you’re busy, then go ahead! I’ll be fine here!”

nHuo Yunque nodded. “Uncle Zhang—”

n“Yes, Master, I understand.”

nAs he watched Huo Yunque leave, Uncle Zhang smiled and treated him with respect.

n“Hi, Miss Song, I am the Huo Family’s butler. You can call me Uncle Zhang.” Towards someone that the Master cared about, he was particularly attentive.

n“Hello.”

nThe girl gently nodded her head and her dark, dense eyelashes fluttered lightly. She appeared particularly obedient and lovable.

nUncle Zhang’s smile immediately became more sincere. “Oh, Miss Song, you can sit on the sofa for a bit. I’ll send someone to prepare the guest room for you. If you need anything, just let me know.”

nSong Yaoyao’s eyes curved as she placed her hands on her knees and replied in a well-mannered tone, “I’m not very picky. Anything is fine as long as it’s ready. Sorry for the trouble~”

n“It’s no trouble at all. Please wait then. I’ll go call Jiang Tao.”

nAfter getting approval from Song Yaoyao, Uncle Zhang left. At the same time, he ordered the maids to prepare her favorite desserts and a glass of hot milk.

nHe could tell that the girl was cold.

nAfter Uncle Zhang left, Huo Ningxi and Song Yaoyao were the only ones left in the living room.

nHuo Ningxi picked up his coke and swirled it in his hand as he sneered and leaned back against the sofa.

n“Song Yaoyao, do you like me that much? So much that you would seduce my Small Uncle just to achieve your motive?”

nSong Yaoyao lifted her head slowly. Her gaze was dark. “What did you say?”

nShe tilted her head as though she didn’t hear him clearly.

n“I asked if you really like me that much?” Huo Ningxi said each word clearly as he looked at her in ridicule. “But you should give up. Even if you exhaust all efforts, I will never like you!”

n“Oh? Really?”

nSong Yaoyao removed her coat, placed it on the sofa, and gently patted it.

nShe then stood up and walked toward Huo Ningxi.

nHuo Ningxi knitted his brows but his body did not move. He was sure Song Yaoyao didn’t have the guts to beat him up in front of the Huo Family’s domestic helpers…

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