Translator: Yunyi
On the way back to the guesthouse, Song Yaoyao was very quiet.
She had her head lowered and she was in a sullen mood. She was like an eggplant hit by frost.
The sadness emanating from her body almost filled up the entire car.
Huo Qi, who was sitting in the front seat, resisted the urge to turn around. When the car reached its destination and Song Yaoyao quietly got off the car, he couldn’t help but ask, “Master, isn’t this too cruel to Miss Song?”
The truth was, ten lashes was not a punishment for them at all.
Compared to many big families, outsiders may have thought that the Huos had always been very cruel. In actual fact, these children who were raised by the Huos were very lucky.
Each and every one of them was well-groomed. Although the process was indeed cruel, if it were not for the Huos, they would not be where they were today.
“Cruel?”
The man lifted his eyelids, his deep eyes were as still as water.
He brushed his sleeves and got off the car casually.
“Since you’ve chosen to follow me, you have to get used to all of this.”
Sooner or later.
Click—
The sound of the door unlocking made Song Yaoyao’s eyelashes flutter. She huddled by the window in displeasure.
All the sounds in the room were very clear.
The door closed, and the sound of footsteps approached from afar.
It was very familiar. Even though her eyes were closed, she could make out the rhythm.
It was Huo Yunque.
“Are you angry?”
The man removed his cufflink and casually threw them on the table.
The black gemstones spun on the table with a crisp sound.
Song Yaoyao’s gaze wandered to the top.
“Where did the kittens come from?”
Huo Yunque looked around the room. The space was not big, and the sanitary conditions were not bad. His eyes did not waver. When he saw the black kitten hiding under the curtain with half of its head peeking out, he raised his eyebrows slightly.
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and continued to ignore him.
Huo Yunque slowly walked over. Just as he bent down, the black kitten with four white socks had already slipped away from him.
It jumped to the door in one breath and stared at him vigilantly.
Huo Yunque chuckled and stood up.
His pleasant voice was filled with helplessness. “Well, it seems that Miss Song is really angry.”
Perhaps a few minutes had passed, or maybe it was just a few seconds.
The quiet room was filled with the muffled voice of a young girl.
“No.”
Huo Yunque picked up the book by the bedside table and flipped through it. “Oh?”
“I’m not angry.”
The voice that had just cried was still nasally and a little hoarse, sounding pitiful.
Song Yaoyao bent her legs, her chin resting on her knees. Her eyelashes were wet and drooping down, and her eyes could not be seen clearly. Her voice was very muffled. “I’ll bring people with me when I go out in the future.”
“I’m not angry at Gege, I’m angry at myself.” She subconsciously dug into the furry little cushion under her body. “It’s because of me that they were punished.”
Huo Yunque did not speak as he listened quietly.
For a moment, only the soft voice of a young girl could be heard in the room.
“Gege is worried about me and cares about me. I know that.”
She sniffed and finally raised her head to look at Huo Yunque. Tears welled up in her eyes. “You have to lose something when you gain something. That’s only fair.”
Huo Yunque was a powerful man. While he held power, there was also a constant stream of danger that followed.
Although this time, the middle-aged man did not come for the Huos, what if he did?
If she wanted him and wanted to stand by his side, then apart from sharing his wealth and power, she would naturally have to face these kinds of threats.
“You….”