Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

She knew it was unfair for Song Wenchuan.

“What’s wrong? Is your conscience telling you that I will get jealous if you keep complimenting another man?”

Song Wenchuan smirked as he rubbed her head. “I’m relieved that Mr. Huo treats you well. If in the future… Oh, forget it.” He shook his head. “Let’s not talk about something so unfortunate.”

It was best if Song Yaoyao stayed with Mr. Huo for a long time. As for Huo Ningxi…

…he was free to be with whomever he wanted as long as he didn’t bother Yaoyao.

“Brother…”

Song Yaoyao opened her mouth and gripped her pants as she lowered her head. “Did anything strange happen to you?”

“Huh?”

Song Wenchuan raised his eyebrows. “Did you hear something from the doctor?”

Song Yaoyao did not nod nor shake her head. She stared straight into Song Wenchuan’s eyes, trying to find an answer.

“You little brat…”

Song Wenchuan smiled bitterly and rubbed his nose. “Perhaps, I hit my head too hard. The worst outcome is that I may have an alternate personality that cannot be medically explained. But, even though it’s a bit strange, it does not impact me.”

Right now, he was just waiting.

What if Wei Yuanfan was right and he was simply a little confused when he woke up?

Song Yaoyao nodded. “If it happens again…remember to tell me!”

Song Wenchuan narrowed his eyes and blinked. “Little brat, who knew you’d be interested in this. Or, could it be that you are worried?”

“I’m not!”

She scrunched up her nose, grabbed her bag, and stood up. “It’s getting late, I should leave or Gege will be worried.”

“Hey…”

Song Wenchuan sat up in bed. “Don’t you know that brothers hate hearing their sisters talk about other men?”

“But Gege isn’t just ‘other men’,” Song Yaoyao argued.

Song Wenchuan’s head hurt from anger. He touched the blessing string tied to his wrist. “Strange. Where did this come from? The knots are so messy…”

Song Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks. She stomped over, grabbed his wrist, and undid the string. “If you don’t want it, then give it back to me!”

“Hey, hey…”

Song Wenchuan laughed as he pulled her into his arms and rubbed her head. “I was just teasing you. My sister personally knotted this for me! Don’t worry, I won’t take it off even in the shower and when I’m sleeping! I’ll wear it for like, okay?”

These words made Song Yaoyao’s heart clench.

In her past life, her older brother also said the same thing.

Song Yaoyao stopped struggling as she huddled up in Song Wenchuan’s arms. “You better keep your word.”

“Of course, I don’t lie to children.”

Song Yaoyao humphed. “I’m an adult already.” She pushed him away. “I’m leaving.”

Carrying her backpack she walked off into the distance as Song Wenchuan leaned against the doorframe and watched her leave. He waved his hand. “Be careful.”

Song Yaoyao paused for a moment. She turned her head and whispered, “Sorry.”

“That brat…”

Song Wenchuan furrowed his brows. “What exactly happened?”

It felt like she was hiding something, and it seemed to be related to him…

But, before Song Wenchuan got the chance to think further into this matter, he received a series of phone calls

From the moment he woke up, he had started to manage the company again.

“President Song! This is bad! Our website was hacked and a lot of our confidential documents have been deleted. Now…”

Song Wenchuan frowned. “How did this happen? Last time, I clearly—”