"shameless!"
Song Jingwan was so angry that she jumped up her upper body, her neck tensed, "I won't say anything, not a single word! Hahahaha, just wait for death!" She gritted her teeth, her eyes were scarlet, "You don't know What is waiting for you, do you think you will be safe and sound with the Huo family protecting you? Naive!!"
Her hands were tied to the operating table, and after she finished speaking hoarsely, she fell back heavily with a 'bang'.
But Song Yaoyao's eyes were surprisingly bright.
"I see, thanks for letting me know."
Song Jingwan smiled sinisterly, "Really? Don't try to lie to me."
"The person behind you is not Zhongli, right?" Song Yaoyao took two steps back and looked at her indifferently, with a hint of pity in her expression, "You were silenced? Why? What did you give in exchange?"
Song Jingwan's smile froze on her face, forming a weird and hideous look.
"Compared with these, I'm actually not curious at all, Zhongli's real purpose of saving you back."
After that, she turned and left.
Song Jingwan's nails were firmly embedded in her palm, she could no longer feel the pain, she only knew to stare at Song Yaoyao's figure until she disappeared.
The door opened, and Song Yaoyao walked out quickly.
"Go and find out where Song Jingwan last appeared, one by one, I want to know who took her away."
She had a hunch that as long as she found out who took Song Jingwan away, everything would be revealed.
She wants to wipe out all these messy people, so that she can sleep peacefully from now on.
Huo Jiu looked serious, "Yes."
On the viewing platform, a girl with fluffy curly hair sat in a chair with her back to Song Yaoyao.
From here, you can have a panoramic view of most of the manor.
Hearing footsteps, Alice turned her head, "YOYO."
"I didn't see you in the room, I guessed that you would come here."
Hearing this, Alice rolled her eyes and smiled, "You understand me very well."
Her voice is sweet and glutinous, and her skin is very fair, like the best Hetian jade. This appearance is much better than when Song Yaoyao first brought her back.
"Thank you more for your medicine, you saved me."
Song Yaoyao looked at her with a smile, and there was no need to say anything.
In the bottle held in the arms of the porcelain doll that Song Yaoyao gave to Alice at the beginning, there was a pill she researched. Song Yaoyao named it the 'Fake Death Drug' after taking it. Falling into a state of suspended animation, even professional instruments cannot detect it.
The marriage between Celia and Earl Lancaster finally came to an end. Never underestimate the hatred of a woman. She resented Lancaster for cheating her and hurting her daughter.
Today's Lancaster family has fallen into chaos, torn apart due to fighting, and various forces are intervening, waiting for opportunities.
"It's time to end—" Alice sighed.
She looked down with glazed eyes. The man who got out of the car had broad shoulders and long legs.
She teased, "YOYO, your darling is back, oh look - he found you!"
Listening to her playful tone, Song Yaoyao leaned over and waved to Huo Yunque below, showing a bright smile.
Huo Yunque smiled, and walked into the hall.
Song Yaoyao looked down, but couldn't find Huo Yunque, so she stood up straight. I don't know when Alice was already standing beside her, she turned her head and said to Song Yaoyao quietly: "YOYO, I'm going back."
Song Yaoyao was taken aback for a moment, and then understood what she was talking about.
"I want to be with my mother. The Lancaster family should change hands."
She was very calm, but she didn't tell Song Yaoyao what it would mean if she failed to seize power.
In fact, both of them understood very well.
Song Yaoyao smiled, she and Alice looked at each other, nodded, "Okay."
Everyone has something they want to do, she does, and so does Alice. Just make your own decision, no one else has the right to comment.
"Leave tomorrow."
Alice stepped forward and hugged Song Yaoyao, "Don't send me off."
…
When Song Yaoyao returned to the room, Huo Yunque had just come out of the laundry room. He wore a bathrobe over his shoulders, and a towel was placed on his wet hair. The facial features engulfed in water vapor became softer and clearer, as if soaked in soft light, and his whole body exuded a soft halo.
"Need comfort?"
Huo Yunque paused, smiled and opened his hands towards her.
"Maybe a little bit."
Song Yaoyao followed kindness like a stream, walked over and slipped into Huo Yunque's arms, her hands tightly wrapped around his thin waist. The breath is full of the light woody body soap smell from the other party.
His heartbeat was very steady, and Song Yaoyao pressed against his heart, and suddenly she was full of words, thinking of the person next to her, "Brother, do you want to know about that dream I had?"
Huo Yunque was silent for a moment.
His slender eyelashes drooped, his eyes were clear and restrained.
After a pause, he opened his lips and said softly, "If you want to talk, I will be a good listener."
Song Yaoyao raised her head from his arms, raised her gaze slightly, and met his restrained yet gentle eyes. When there is no light, his eyes are like a vast ocean in the middle of the night, making people want to drown in his eyes.
"Do you believe in past lives?"
Song Yaoyao thought it was necessary to use this sentence as an opening remark.
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, bent down and put his palms around her knees, picked her up by the waist, walked to the sofa and sat down.
Song Yaoyao bulged her cheeks and glared at him, "Why don't you talk?" She poked his hard chest, and the criss-crossing scars on it represented that his life was not all smooth sailing, "Don't you believe it?"
She felt a little distressed, looked at it, and inexplicably leaned forward and kissed her.
The soft touch made Huo Yunque gasp, he hissed, and pinched the back of Song Yaoyao's neck to keep her away.
"Speak well, and then move your hands and feet, then let's go to bed and talk."
"cough-"
Song Yaoyao's face was slightly hot, and she pursed her lips and muttered: "Then you haven't said you believe it..."
"As long as it's you, I'll believe in anything."
Huo Yunque interrupted her.
…
The story was not long, and the little girl finally fell asleep in his arms, the soft light was on Song Yaoyao's eyelashes, and there was a faint layer of watery light.
She never realized that when talking about this dream, she went from fear to relief, and finally cried a lot and fell asleep in Huo Yunque's arms.
Huo Yunque drooped his eyelashes quietly, holding his treasure in his arms. He didn't stop the pain in his heart from spreading, but pulled his lips and smiled softly.
"Have a good dream this time." A kiss gently landed between Song Yaoyao's eyebrows.
Song Yaoyao frowned, feeling a little itchy in her sleep, but she didn't stop it.
This time, she had another dream, this time the dream was no longer a nightmare, but a sweet dream!