Translator: Yunyi
Topic of the day (verified): The college entrance exam is over. How do you feel?
“Tused to hate studying so much. Now that I’m relaxed, I suddenly feel lost.
“Tm about to go to an unfamiliar place where I have to meet with strangers and part with my high school friends. I’m going to miss them.”
“After listening to the song that Little Teacher sang for all of us tonight, I wish all of you a bright future. May the beauties of the world surround you.”
“Little Teacher is really too warm. I love her so much.”
“T failed the college entrance exam last year and had to retake it. I hope I can get what I want this year.”
“Twish you all the best.”
“Twish everything goes well and all your wishes come true!”
Tonight’s topic belonged to the students.
People from all walks of life, including celebrities, also wished the examinees good results on Weibo.
Every summer, people would reminisce about the past.
How many people’s youth was buried in this season?
“Miss Song, you have another visitor. Do you want to see them?” Huo Jiu asked as he knocked on the door of the study.
The petite girl was sitting behind a desk with all kinds of books piled high. If one did not look carefully, it was almost difficult to see her figure.
Her gaze did not move away from the books, and she did not even raise her head. “I’m not seeing them.”
“The person who came is Song Rui. He’s here with your brother, Song Wenchuan.”
‘The hand that flipped the pages paused for a moment, and Song Yaoyao opened her mouth.
“Tm not seeing anyone.”
Last time, her brother had come to Huo Manor in Song Wenchuan’s body, and even had New Year’s Eve dinner there.
At that time, they did not know that the soul in Song Wenchuan’s body came from another world.
“Alright, I understand.”
Huo Jiu lowered his head and quietly closed the door for her.
In the living room, Song Rui saw Huo Jiu walking over and asked nervously, “How is it? Where’s Song Yaoyao? Is she willing to meet us?”
“Tm sorry, Miss Song is busy right now and doesn’t have time to meet guests.”
The young man smiled politely and his attitude was firm.
Song Rui was stunned. “How can that be? Song Yaoyao isn’t willing to meet me? I’m her father!”
A trace of embarrassment flashed across his eyes. He was not giving face to Song Yaoyao.
Hearing this, Huo Jiu chuckled, his expression unclear.
“Mr. Song, allow me to remind you that Miss Song has nothing to do with the Songs anymore. Isn’t your biological daughter living in Song Manor? What does it have to do with our Miss Song?”
Song Rui choked.
He retorted, “A-although she’s not my biological daughter, I raised her! As the saying goes, giving birth is not as important as raising a child. Isn’t that the truth?”
“Dad, that’s enough.”
Song Wenchuan frowned. “It’s fine if Yaoyao doesn’t want to see us. Let’s go back and stop disturbing her peace and quiet.”
“How can this be called disturbing?” Song Rui glared at him as he added unwillingly, “As her father, I haven’t seen her for too long. I miss her so much. Can’t I come and see her?”
“Do you really think that?”
Song Wenchuan gave an ambiguous smile and walked out.
“If you want to wait, just wait here. I still have something to do at the company, so I’ll go back to work first.”
“Stop right there!” Song Rui was so embarrassed that he became angry. He watched as Song Wenchuan walked away. “I said stop, did you hear me? Song Wenchuan!”
If there was anyone in the Song Family who could make Song Yaoyao’s heart soften, it would be Song Wenchuan.
Now that he had left, Song Rui was even less confident that he could make Song Yaoyao show her face.
Soon, he was asked to leave as well.
“Mrr. Song, please let me show you out as well.”