Chapter 738 Come over and Give Me a Hug

On the way back to the homestay, Song Yaoyao was very quiet.

She hung her small head and was depressed, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

The depressing breath that permeated his body was about to fill the carriage.

Huo Qi in the front seat resisted the desire to turn back. When the car arrived at the destination and Song Yaoyao quietly got out of the car and left, he couldn't help but talk more and said, "Sir, is this too cruel to Miss Song?"

In fact, ten whips are not a punishment for them at all.

Compared with many big families, outsiders may think that the Huo family is ancient and cruel. In fact, these children who were raised by the Huo family were very lucky.

Each of them is well groomed, albeit brutally. But without the Huo family, they wouldn't be where they are now.

"Is it cruel?"

The man lifted his eyes, and there was stillness like stagnant water in his deep eyes.

He stroked his sleeves and got out of the car carelessly.

"Since you choose to follow me, you have to get used to all this."

Sooner or later.

"Crack..."

The sound of the door lock being opened made Song Yaoyao's eyes tremble.

Everything in the room was clear.

The door closed, and footsteps sounded from far to near.

It's very familiar, even if she closes her eyes, she can simulate that rhythm.

It was Huo Yunque.

"You're angry?"

The man took off his cuff and threw it on the table at will.

There was a clanging sound, and the black gems were spinning on the table.

Song Yaoyao's eyes wandered, floating above.

"Where did the cat come from?"

Huo Yunque looked around the room, the space was not big, and the sanitary conditions were not bad. His eyes didn't fluctuate, and when he fell to the black cat hiding under the curtains, slightly sticking out half of his head, his brows were slightly raised.

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and continued to ignore him.

Huo Yunque walked over slowly, and just after bending over, the black cat wearing four white gloves had already slipped away from him.

He jumped to the door in one breath, staring at him vigilantly.

Huo Yunque got up with a low smile.

The sweet and pleasant voice showed helplessness, "Okay, it seems that little friend Song is really angry."

Maybe a few minutes passed, maybe just a few seconds.

In the quiet room, a girl's muffled voice sounded.

"No."

Huo Yunque picked up the book beside the bed cabinet and flipped through it, "Oh?"

"Not angry."

The voice she had just cried was still nasal, her voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded pitiful.

Song Yaoyao bent her legs and rested her chin on her knees. Her eyelashes drooped down wetly, unable to see her eyes clearly. The voice was muffled, "I'll take someone with me when I go out in the future."

"I'm not mad at my brother, I'm mad at myself." She unconsciously picked at the small furry cushion under her body, "It's because of me that they were punished."

Huo Yunque didn't speak, he listened quietly.

There was only a girl's thin voice in the room for a while.

"My brother is worried about me, cares about me, and I know it."

She sniffed and finally looked up at Huo Yunque, with tears in her eyes, "It's only fair that you always lose something when you get something."

Huo Yunque is a powerful man. While he holds great power, there are naturally endless dangers that follow.

Although this time, the middle-aged man didn't come for the Huo family's name.

But what if?

Get him, stand beside him.

Then when sharing wealth and power status with him, naturally, he also has to face those threats.

"You..."