Chapter 1181 Confession

"shameless!"

Song Jingwan was so angry that she suddenly raised her upper body, her neck tightened, "I can't say anything, not a 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 that with the Huo family protecting you, you will be safe? Naive!!"

With her hands tied to the operating table, she finished saying this at the top of her lungs and fell back with a bang.

But he saw Song Yaoyao's eyes were astonishingly bright.

"I know, thank you for telling me."

Song Jingwan chuckled sinisterly, "Really? Don't try to deceive 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 his expression, "Were you silenced? What was the reason? What did you get in exchange?"

Song Jingwan's smile froze on her face, forming a strange and ferocious look.

"Compared with these, I'm actually not curious at all about Zhongli's real purpose of rescuing you."

After that, she turned and left.

Song Jingwan's nails dug into her palms, and she could no longer feel the pain. She could only stare at Song Yaoyao's figure until she disappeared.

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The door opened and Song Yaoyao walked out quickly.

"Go and find out where Song Jingwan last appeared. Check them 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 come to light.

She wanted to catch all these messy people before she could sleep peacefully from now on.

Huo Jiu looked solemn and said, "Yes."

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On the observation deck, 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 estate.

Hearing footsteps, Alice turned around and said, "YOYO."

"I guessed you would be here even before I saw you in the room."

Hearing this, Alice raised her eyes and smiled, "You understand me very well."

Her voice is sweet and waxy, and her skin is very white, like fine Hetian jade. This look is much better than when Song Yaoyao just brought her back.

"Thank you even more for the medicine. You saved me."

Song Yaoyao looked at her and smiled, and there was no need to say anything more.

In the bottle held in the arms of the porcelain doll that Song Yaoyao gave to Alice, there was a pill she had researched. Song Yaoyao named it 'suspended death medicine' after taking it. In a state of suspended animation, even professional instruments cannot detect it.

Celia's marriage to Earl Lankester finally came to an end. Never underestimate a woman's hatred. She resented Lankester for cheating on her and hurting her daughter.

Today, the Lankester family has fallen into chaos, torn apart by fighting, and various forces are involved, waiting for opportunities.

"It's time to end -" Alice sighed.

Her glazed eyes looked down. The man who stepped out of the car had broad shoulders and long legs, and was eye-catching. It was rare for Alice to see someone with such a unique temperament.

She teased, "YOYO, your dear one is back, oh look - he found you!"

Listening to her playful tone, Song Yaoyao leaned over and waved to Huo Yunchue below, showing a bright smile.

Huo Yunque raised his lips and smiled, then walked into the hall.

Song Yaoyao looked down and could no longer find Huo Yunchue. She stood up straight. She didn't know when Alice was already standing beside her. She turned her head and said quietly to Song Yaoyao: "YOYO, I'm going back."

Song Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then understood what she was talking about.

"I want to be with my mother, and it's time for the Lankester family to change ownership."

She was very calm, but did not tell Song Yaoyao what it would mean if she failed to seize power.

In fact, both men understood it very well.

Song Yaoyao smiled. She looked at Alice and nodded, "Okay."

Everyone has something they want to do, she does it, 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, "No need to send me off."

…

When Song Yaoyao returned to the room, Huo Yunchue had just come out of the bathroom. He had a bathrobe draped over his shoulders and a towel on his wet hair. The lines of his facial features that were covered in moisture became softer and clearer, as if soaked in soft light, and his whole person exuded a soft halo.

"Do you need comfort?"

Huo Yunchue paused and opened his hands towards her with a smile.

"Maybe a little bit needed."

Song Yaoyao followed Shan Ruliu, walked over and got into Huo Yunchao's arms, wrapping her hands tightly around his thin waist. Your breath is filled with the light smell of wood-toned shower gel coming from the other person's body.

His heartbeat was very steady. Song Yaoyao was close to his heart, and suddenly all she wanted to say was for the person beside her, "Brother, do you want to know the dream I had?"

Huo Yunque was silent for a moment.

His slender eyelashes were drooped, and his eyes were clear and extremely reserved.

After a pause, he opened his lips and said softly: "If you want to say something, 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 and present lives?"

Song Yaoyao thought it was necessary to use this sentence as an opening statement.

Huo Yunchue raised his eyebrows, bent down and put his hands around her knees, picked her up by the waist and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Song Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks and stared at him, "Why don't you say anything?" She poked his hard chest. The criss-cross scars on it meant that his life was not all smooth sailing. "Don't you believe it?"

She felt a little distressed, and as she looked at it, she inexplicably leaned forward and kissed him.

The soft touch made Huo Yunchue take a breath. He hissed and pinched the back of Song Yaoyao's neck to keep her away.

"Speak nicely and don't move your hands or feet. Then let's go to bed and talk."

"cough--"

Song Yaoyao's face was slightly hot, she curled her lips and muttered: "Then you haven't said you believe it yet..."

"As long as it's you, I believe anything."

Huo Yunque interrupted her.

…

The story was not long. The little girl finally fell asleep in his arms. The soft light shone on Song Yaoyao's eyelashes, vaguely glowing with a layer of water.

She never realized that when she was talking about this dream, she went from fear to relief, and finally cried and fell asleep in Huo Yunque's arms.

Huo Yunchao lowered his eyelashes quietly, holding his treasure in his arms. He didn't stop the small pain in his heart from spreading, but instead pulled his lips and chuckled.

"Have a sweet dream this time." A kiss fell gently on Song Yaoyao's eyebrows.

Song Yaoyao frowned. She felt 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!