Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

“I’ve already told them. They promised that they won’t post something like that next time.” Song Jingwan forced a smile and shook Zhou Manli’s arm. “I’ll be fine after a while!”

“Alright, you should go back to your room and lie down for a while. Seriously, these people!” Zhou Manli cursed while patting Song Jingwan’s head and telling her to get some rest.

“Yes, yes.” Song Jingwan nodded and leaned over to kiss Zhou Manli. “Mom, Happy New Year!”

Zhou Manli beamed. “Happy New Year. I wish our Wanwan will become more and more beautiful!”

“Then I’ll go upstairs first!”

Song Jingwan had just gone upstairs when the sound of a car engine came from outside the back door.

Zhou Manli’s face instantly drooped. She pulled up her shawl and sat down on the sofa.

Song Wenchuan massaged between his brows. He had just entered the house with a pale face when a sharp and ear-piercing voice pierced his head so hard that it felt like it was about to explode.

“You still know to come back? It’s the New Year, yet you were running around instead of staying at home!”

“Mom…”

“Don’t call me Mom. I’ll just pretend that I don’t have a son like you!” Zhou Manli’s chest rose and fell violently; she did not look pleased. She stood up and walked to Song Wenchuan’s side, “How many times have I called you tonight? Other people’s families were having a reunion while you left early in the morning and did not return all day! Have you ever thought that if anything happens to you again, how I’m supposed to live?”

“I’m sorry…”

Song Wenchuan did not know how to explain. Did he have to say that he had no memory of the entire day? He had no idea what he had done, who he had met, or what he had said.

His temples were throbbing with pain. Zhou Manli’s voice was like a needle, constantly stabbing his Achille’s Heel.

“That’s not what I want to hear! What I want to know is who you met!”

Zhou Manli narrowed her eyes and sized up Song Wenchuan with an unfriendly expression. She suddenly thought of a possibility and lowered her voice. “You didn’t go to see that wretched girl, did you? Did you go to the Huo Manor?”

Song Wenchuan frowned slightly. “I don’t know.”

What he said was the truth, but to Zhou Manli, it sounded like he was just brushing her off.

She was so angry that she laughed instead, “You don’t know? Don’t tell me you lost your memory again! What’s so good about that wretched girl? She even made you abandon your parents! How does Jingwan not compare to her? Moreover, she is full of bad luck! Let me tell you, don’t keep thinking about her. You’d better stay away from her! In case—”

“In case what?!”

Song Wenchuan took a deep breath and raised his head. “Mom, can you not always have so many prejudices against Yaoyao? What evidence do you have to prove that she’s a jinx and that all the bad luck was brought about by her? One’s luck is always uncertain. Moreover, the person who sat with me in the car accident was Jingwan, not Yaoyao! If that’s the case, then can I also say that Jingwan is—”

Slap!

“Shut up!”

Zhou Manli’s eyes were wide open, looking mean and bitter. She gave Song Wenchuan a hard slap on the face, directly hitting back all the words that he did not have the time to say.

“I finally understand. You’re on the same side as that wretched girl! My pitiful Wanwan. She was wondering where her brother went all night, yet you’re slandering her right now!”

“This is simply unreasonable…”

Song Wenchuan facepalmed. His mood was extremely bad.

He increasingly did not want to return to this family. He did not understand. It was clearly a very normal family combination, but why did they get along so abnormally?