Chapter 192
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I'll dote on you.
Song Wen-chuan sighed. "Don't think too much. Now close your eyes and we'll take another path."
He turned the steering wheel and observed Song Yaoyao through the rearview mirror.
He found that the little girl seemed to have expected this. Even though Song Jingwan had a huge reaction, she did not look outside curiously.
His eyes were downcast, and his expression was silent.
So, why would Yaoyao suddenly feel uncomfortable not far away and insist that he buy roasted chestnuts?
Was she really just unhappy and wanted to torment him?
Song Wen-chuan was deep in thought.
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Finally, he safely stopped outside the Huo family's house. He honked, and the door quickly opened. It turned out that someone had been guarding the door. When he saw Song Yaoyao return, he immediately opened the door.
Seeing this, Song Wen-chuan felt a little better.
At least, other than Huo Ningxi, Song Yaoyao was still very popular in this family.
This reminded him of the time when Yaoyao came home late and Zhou Manli refused to let her in.
It's no wonder that Yaoyao would rather stay in someone else's house than return to the Song family and refuse to recognize her parents.
The Huo family's residence was huge. It was a huge manor.
After entering the main gate, it would take a few more minutes to reach the main house.
"Miss Song is back."
Uncle Zhang opened the car door with a smile. When he saw Song Wen-chuan, he said gently, "Mr. Song, please come in and have a seat. Thank you for sending Miss Song back. Sorry to trouble you."
Why did these words sound so strange?
Song Wen-chuan got out of the car and retorted with a smile, "Yaoyao is my sister. It's not troublesome at all. I should be the one thanking Mr. Huo and everyone for taking care of our Yaoyao so well. You've tolerated and cherished her. "
"That's what I should do." Uncle Zhang chuckled.
"I won't go in. Jingwan isn't feeling well. I want to take her back to rest. Please send my regards to Mr. Huo. When he has time, I'll definitely pay him a visit and thank him properly. I'm really sorry for being rude tonight. "
Uncle Zhang glanced at the pale Song Jingwan, and his eyes flashed. "Oh, if you're not feeling well, you should go back and rest. By the way, we have a doctor at home. Shall I call someone to check on this young lady?"
"No need. She's just scared. She'll be fine after some rest."
Song Wen-chuan politely refused and opened the door for Song Yaoyao to get out. He then went to the trunk and took out the girl's clothes that he had asked the female employee to pick out for him. He whispered, "If you feel wronged, don't hold it in. Tell me, okay? No matter how far it is or how late it is, I will come and take you home. "
Song Yaoyao nodded gently. Seeing that he was about to leave, she tugged at the corner of his shirt.
"What's wrong? You can't bear to leave me? "Song Wen-chuan rubbed her head." Let's go. "
"Be careful … on the road."
Her voice was a little hoarse. She pursed her lips and looked at him.
Although she still didn't call him 'Brother', the worry in her eyes was obvious.
Song Wen-chuan really couldn't bear to leave her here. She was clearly his little sister! However, when he thought about that cold home, compared to that place, the Huo family seemed more like her home.
He saw a domestic helper quickly walk out with a jacket in her hands. She draped it over Song Yaoyao's shoulders.
Here, Mr. Huo doted on Yaoyao in a way that her parents never did.
He doted on her so much, and she was the only little princess.
If it had been any other time, Song Jingwan might have taken a serious look at this house that she had never been to before. It was where Huo Ningxi lived.
However, she had been scared silly by the bloody scene and was in a daze.
She had a high fever before she even reached home.
(End of chapter)
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