Chapter 1122: Huo Ningxi, Are You Sick?

Chapter 1117: Huo Ningxi, Are You Sick?

Translator: Yunyi

The girl narrowed her eyes. The setting sun shone on her little face, and the evening breeze blew her hair into a mess. Her body was coated with a layer of faint warm light, and the scene was so beautiful that it was unreal.

Song Yaoyao did not care that others were looking at her, but Huo Tian seemed to have been looking at her for a long time this time.

She turned her head lazily, carrying two mischievous little black cats in her arms. “What are you looking at?”

“Meow?”

“Meow…”

Dopey and Unhappy turned their heads at the sound of Song Yaoyao’s voice and looked at Huo Tian.

Three pairs of black eyes stared at Huo Tian.

She instantly forgot what she wanted to say. She only thought, Song Yaoyao couldn’t be some kind of demon, right? Why did she look exactly like the cat in her arms?

“Huo Tian.”

“Huh? Wh-what…”

Huo Tian came back to her senses and stared blankly at Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips. “Little Auntie is asking you a question. It’s not polite to be distracted in front of your elder.”

Her raised ending tone carried a mischievous vibe.

Huo Tian rolled her eyes. As expected, it was still the same Song Yaoyao.

She said stiffly, “Thank you.”

When she heard the car brake, she leaned against the railing of the balcony and turned her head to look at the source of the sound. However, she was coincidentally blocked by a tree, so she could only see half of the car.

“What are you thanking me for?”

Song Yaoyao also heard the sound. When she saw Huo Tian’s expression, she said, “Don’t be nervous. Your uncle is on a business trip. Even if you were rude to me just now, your uncle wouldn’t know.”

Her words made Huo Tian click her tongue in ridicule. “I wouldn’t worry!”

“Oh?”

Song Yaoyao smiled with her eyes curved. She gently stroked the heads of the cats in her arms, alternating between the two. Listening to the purring sounds coming from their throats, she suddenly cried out in surprise, “Gege, why are you back?!”

Plop—

Huo Tian almost fell down the stairs.

She turned her head fearfully, only to see a blank space.

The wind blew past, and the green vines on the balcony danced in the wind.

The crisp laughter of a girl rang in her ears.

F*ck!

Huo Tian gritted her teeth, her eyes spitting out small flames. “Song Yaoyao! You lied to me again!”

“Hahaha, who told you to be so gullible!” Song Yaoyao laughed so hard that tears were about to come out. She wiped the corner of her eyes, patted Dopey and Unhappy, and let them play by themselves.

She then jumped off the recliner and stepped onto the soft carpet with her bare feet. Her footsteps were light as she waved with her back to Huo Tian.

“Enjoy your last moments. Your business skills are not enough. From tomorrow onwards, there will be teachers to teach you all day and night. Good luck, Niece!”

Good luck!

No matter how Huo Tian stomped her feet, it did not stop Song Yaoyao from walking away.

She stared at Song Yaoyao’s figure until it disappeared. Gritting her teeth, she said, “I shouldn’t have said thank you!”

If she could turn back time, she would definitely go back a few minutes and slap herself again.

Who told her to be so dramatic?

Look how she was being teased by Song Yaoyao again; she was even treating her like a joke.

“Seriously.” There was no one on the balcony, and Huo Tian did not want to stay any longer. She muttered as she walked, “You keep calling me your niece but you look nothing like an elder.”

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She clearly had double standards.

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There were many rooms in Huo Manor, spanning several buildings.

The main house was at the front, and the servants lived in the building that was specially prepared for them at the back.

Huo Yunque especially liked the quiet. When it was time to rest at night, the servants would not walk around and would retreat to the back.

At night, Song Yaoyao woke up from her thirst.

She rubbed her head against the pillow lovingly and kicked her little feet to the side. Her voice was slightly nasally as she said coquettishly, “Gege, I want some water…”

After her kick missed, Song Yaoyao finally remembered that Huo Yunque had gone on a business trip.

The window of the room was half open, and the curtains were gently fluttering in the wind.

The bright moonlight outside the window shone on Song Yaoyao’s side; it was empty. She brushed her hand across it; it was cold.

“Ah… so annoying…”

Song Yaoyao knocked on her head, feeling dizzy.

Habits were really deadly.

She was so sleepy that her eyelids were twitching, but her throat was so thirsty and dry, screaming for her to replenish her fluids. Song Yaoyao could only resign herself to fate and climbed up, barefooted, to look for her cup.

When she poured it, she realized that there was only one sip left.

She forgot to refill the water after drinking it.

At this time, the servants had all gone to the back to rest. Song Yaoyao was not spoiled enough to order the servants to bring her water.

After all this, Song Yaoyao was no longer sleepy. It was late autumn and the night was chilly. Song Yaoyao sneezed and grabbed Huo Yunque’s coat from the sofa and draped it over her shoulders. She yawned as she carried her cup downstairs.

Just as she was enjoying the water, she heard a muffled thud.

Song Yaoyao was shocked and the water went straight into her windpipe.

Cough… Cough cough! Cough…

Her face turned red almost instantly. She coughed so hard that she was out of breath. She looked toward the source of the sound with tears in her eyes. The lights in the living room were not turned on. Only the moonlight shone in through the window, barely outlining a slender and thin shadow.

Song Yaoyao walked over with her cup in her hand and leaned over. “Huo Ningxi?”

As soon as she got closer, she smelled the strong smell of alcohol coming from the person on the ground, causing her head to hurt.

“Are you sick? Why did you drink so much?”

He was even sleeping in the living room.

She turned around and saw that there was no servant around. However, it was impossible for her to help Huo Ningxi.

Song Yaoyao gently kicked him. “Hey, wake up. Go sleep in your room.”

Although she didn’t like Huo Ningxi in the past, it wasn’t to the point of hatred.

The weather had turned cold. If Huo Ningxi stayed here for one night, he would definitely get sick tomorrow.

“Mmm…”

It was clear that Song Yaoyao’s kick was still useful. Huo Ningxi turned over and mumbled something inaudible, as if he had woken up.

His bangs hung down in a sorry state, covering his eyes. The light was dim and Song Yaoyao could not tell if he had woken up or fallen asleep again. She frowned and looked down impatiently.

Just as she was about to kick him again, a hand suddenly reached out and caught Song Yaoyao off guard, pulling her down.

Smash!

The moment the cup landed on the ground, the shards instantly flew in all directions.

“Ugh…”

Song Yaoyao’s tears came out of her eyes in pain. She had knocked her head on the table because she did not expect Huo Ningxi to suddenly make a move, and she fell down in a sorry state.

“Yaoyao… Yaoyao…”

Huo Ningxi seemed to have woken up, but he also seemed to be dreaming.

His eyes were bloodshot as he turned around and pressed Song Yaoyao onto the ground.

Song Yaoyao’s vision turned black from the pain. She raised her hand and slapped Huo Ningxi’s face hard.

The shards from the broken cup must have cut her arm, and her body was squeezed between the coffee table and the sofa, making it difficult for her to move.

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