Translator: Yunyi
She held onto the flower happily.
This scene made Huo Ningxi grow in frustration. “Song Yaoyao, can you be any more childish??” he scoffed.
“Gege~~”
Song Yaoyao’s face drooped as she tugged on Huo Yunque’s sleeve like she was going to cry.
Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes with a calm expression. “Huo Ningxi, don’t eat and talk at the same time.”
Huo Ningxi: ???
Song Yaoyao didn’t just talk while she was eating, she even stole a flower!!
Why didn’t you say anything about her?!
Huo Ningxi looked aggrieved. In fact, he wanted to cry as his heart felt sour.
Song Yaoyao’s eyes lit up. She lifted her chin and looked at Huo Ningxi smugly.
“Gege, do you want to eat breakfast together?” She held her cheeks and looked at him eagerly.
Huo Yunque froze and Jiang Tao became anxious. “Miss Song, the Master doesn’t usually eat breakfast. You—”
“Uncle Zhang, bring me a bowl of plain congee.”
“Pfff—”
Song Yaoyao rested her chin on her hands and glanced sideways. Her curled eyelashes blinked. “Sister Jiang Tao, I thought you knew Gege really well~”
Jiang Tao froze and she almost broke her composure.
“Gege, try this. It’s really tasty!”
Song Yaoyao pointed to a dish on the table as she spoke in a soft voice.
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes, took Song Yaoyao’s suggestion, and had a taste.
He didn’t eat breakfast often, and his dining table wasn’t normally this lively.
Huo Ningxi’s mood was complex. He assumed it was because of the weather that he felt a dark cloud above his head even though he was indoors.
He couldn’t sit there any longer. He jumped out of his seat and said stiffly, “Small Uncle, I’m going to school. Enjoy your food.”
“Stop right there…”
Huo Yunque grabbed a tissue and wiped his mouth. “You guys go together.”
“I…” Huo Ningxi turned around and looked into Song Yaoyao’s eyes, gritting his teeth to suppress his anger. “Fine!”
He was going to deal with her in the car!
“Song Yaoyao, you go out first. I have something to say to Huo Ningxi.”
The man crossed his arms and leaned back lazily in his chair.
His hands were long, slender, and clean, with defined joints, and he looked inexplicably noble and classy.
Song Yaoyao licked her lips, obediently finished the last sip of her milk, and nodded her head. “Okay~ I’ll see you later, then! Mwah~”
She blew a kiss, jumped off her chair, and walked out leisurely.
“Small Uncle, what do you want to talk about?”
Huo Ningxi looked a little awkward as he lowered his head unhappily.
“I know what you’re thinking. I’m leaving her with you, so you better bring her back in one piece tonight.”
“Small Uncle!!”
Huo Ningxi looked at the man in disbelief.
His voice was lazy and his legs were crossed leisurely.
“Why must I do that? I don’t want to!”
It was a blessing that he hadn’t already strangled Song Yaoyao to death!
“Ha…” Huo Yunque’s lips curved upward slightly as he stared calmly into Huo Ningxi’s eyes. “I’m not asking for your opinion. This is a notification. Huo Ningxi, you have no right to object. Understood?”
He picked up his spoon again. “Go to school. Remember, if she’s missing even a single hair on her body, I will skin you alive. You know I always stick to my word.”
The man spoke in a casual manner, yet it gave chills down Huo Ningxi’s spine like he was standing in an ice cellar.
Huo Ningxi understood how frightening his Small Uncle could be.
For him to say something like this, it meant he wasn’t showing mercy even though his surname was Huo.
His bones shivered as he clenched his fists and smiled bitterly. “Small Uncle, is Song Yaoyao that good? Is she worthy of you changing so much?”
After all, this man had strong principles and had always been high and mighty like a God.