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nTranslator: Yunyi

n“Small Uncle, it’s time for dinner…”

nHuo Ningxi looked at Huo Yunque’s shoulder and noticed a small head leaning on it.

nA young woman was on his uncle’s back, swaying her feet leisurely, and his uncle actually carried her in calmly.

nHuo Ningxi wiped his face, took a deep breath, and smiled. “Song Yaoyao, are you a child? Don’t you have legs?”

nSong Yaoyao pouted her lips as she wrapped her arms around Huo Yunque’s neck. “I am Gege’s child. Isn’t that right, Gege?”

n“Yes.”

nHuo Yunque replied calmly. It wasn’t clear whether he was replying to her.

nHe walked past Huo Ningxi and headed for the dining room.

nHuo Ningxi ground his teeth and told himself to forget about it. Ever since Song Yaoyao was here, his Small Uncle had changed a lot.

nBut it still infuriated him!

nDidn’t she have legs? They were already inside the manor. Couldn’t he bear to let her down?

nWas he planning to carry her while he ate dinner? Huh?

nAt that time, Huo Ningxi did not expect that these words would become a prophecy.

n…

nAt the Song Household. Zhou Manli couldn’t stand the smell of disinfectant, so after an entire day and night at the hospital, she decided to go home.

nOf course, she had someone help her walk.

nAt that time, the members of the family were having dinner. When she saw her enter, Song Jingwan immediately threw aside her chopsticks and ran over to greet her, “Mom, why didn’t you tell me you were coming home. I would have picked you up!”

nZhou Manli’s face was green like vegetables as she smiled weakly. “You don’t have to do that. We have helpers. Your studying so hard. I can’t bear to make you run around,” she said as her eyes glanced behind her.

nSong Rui and Song Wenchuan were also there; the only person missing was Song Yaoyao.

nWhen she thought of her, Zhou Manli gritted her teeth. Her intuition told her that her bad luck was because Song Yaoyao was a jinx!

n“Where is she? Is she not back yet?”

nSong Jingwan nodded her head. “Yes, she doesn’t want to come back.”

n“Fine. Don’t let anyone look for her. Let her die on the outside!” she said coldly.

nThump—

nSong Rui put on a tough expression and casually stood up, “What kind of comment is that?

n“If word gets out, aren’t you afraid of humiliating us?”

n“What did I say wrong?

n“Did I shoo her out with a broom?

n“She was the one that was being rebellious. Why are you blaming me?”

nZhou Manli stepped forward with her walking stick and said stubbornly, “I have said what I wanted to say. You can do what you want but I will pretend that I never gave birth to her…”

nWhen she first saw dinner, she was initially planning to eat a bit of it.

nBut now, she was feeling full from anger.

nShe ordered someone to help her upstairs. Unfortunately, before she got very far, her walking stick suddenly snapped in half. Losing her balance, Zhou Manli screamed as she expected to fall again…

n“Mom!” Song Jingwan turned pale in shock and froze in place.

n“Ahhh!”

nLuckily, the helpers grabbed onto her. After a bit of stumbling, she regained her balance.

n“How unlucky…”

nZhou Manli was still in shock. She looked at the broken walking stick and found it unbelievable. “What quality is this stick?”

nFrom the moment she left the hospital and arrived home, she had only taken a few steps. Yet, the walking stick actually broke?! !

nSong Jingwan’s eyes darted as the atmosphere grew strange.

nThis was a rare situation. Why was all their bad luck coming at once?

nSong Wenchuan leaned over and picked up the walking stick. After examining it, he furrowed his brows. “The walking stick is made from solid wood. It couldn’t be this weak…”

n“What other reason could there be?” Zhou Manli sneered. “I already told you guys that she’s a jinx, yet you refused to believe me!

n“Ow…my hip…”

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