Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 1118: She Was Supposed To Be My Fiancee

Translator: Yunyi

After the crisp sound, everything seemed to freeze. The young man who had trapped her fell silent.

Song Yaoyao pushed him away abruptly and touched the spot where she was hurt. It was sticky.

“Huo Ningxi, are you out of your mind?!”

She raised her hand high. When she was about to give Huo Ningxi another slap, she heard a shocked voice behind her.

Huo Tian was wearing pajamas, but she wasn’t looking for water, she was looking for a drink. She had just finished watching a drama and hadn’t fallen asleep yet.

She vaguely heard the sound of something falling to the ground, accompanied by the faint sound of an argument, and walked over.

In the end, she saw this scene.

Song Yaoyao was standing in front of the sofa, and a black figure was kneeling in front of her.

Huo Tian was short-sighted, so she narrowed her eyes and carefully identified him. Although their figures were somewhat similar, Huo Yunque was thinner.

Moreover, Huo Yunque was on a business trip, so it was impossible for him to appear here at this time. Besides, Huo Yunque loved Song Yaoyao to the bone, so how could he argue with her in the middle of the night?

In that case, it could only be one person…

“Brother Ningxi? N-no way…” Huo Tian stared at them questioningly. She stuttered, not knowing what to say. “Y-you fought? What are you doing?”

“Ha.” Song Yaoyao sneered. She tidied her jacket and turned to leave without saying a word.

Huo Ningxi shuddered.

If Huo Tian’s sudden appearance had not woken him up, Song Yaoyao’s sneer was enough to make all the blood in his body flow backward. It was as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. It was bone-chilling.

He moved slightly, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of bones cracking.

He stretched out his hand, a long hand, trying to grab something.

Song Yaoyao walked even faster with a cold expression. She passed Huo Tian and went straight upstairs.

Soon, there was a bang, and the world was quiet.

Huo Tian looked at Huo Ningxi. He still kept his hand stretched out, his head lowered deeply, and he looked extremely pathetic.

The air seemed to solidify bit by bit, and an oppressive aura emanated from his body.

Huo Tian inexplicably felt pity for Huo Ningxi.

She walked over and gently pulled on his sleeve.

“Brother Ningxi, did you mistake her for someone else? Can you still walk? Let me help you back to your room.”

“No need.”

Huo Ningxi’s hand dropped down bit by bit as if he had lost all his strength,

“I didn’t make a mistake.”

He pursed his lips, turned over, and sat down on the ground. He then bent one of his long legs and put his arm on top of it.

His hand was empty. He looked at it and felt the irony.

Why did he have to wake up so quickly? Since he had done something wrong and couldn’t hide it anymore…

Then…

He may as well continue being wrong.

Huo Tian opened her mouth and looked down at Huo Ningxi in surprise.

She was silent for a while before squatting down beside him.

“Brother Ningxi, I don’t… quite understand what you mean.”

What did he mean when he said he didn’t make a mistake?

It wasn’t that Huo Tian didn’t realize it, it was that she didn’t dare to think it.

But…

“Ha…”

Huo Ningxi shrugged. At first, it was a low laugh, but then it turned into a loud laugh.

In this pitch-black and empty living room, it was especially terrifying. A silent loneliness and oppression filled the air.

Huo Tian’s voice trembled as she pulled Huo Ningxi back and stopped him. “Brother Ningxi, stop laughing. Go back to your room and rest, okay? Listen to me.”

She could not leave Huo Ningxi here alone. At the same time, her mind was filled with questions.

But now, Huo Tian did not want to know the truth at all. Not at all!

At that moment, Huo Ningxi’s laughter came to an abrupt end.

What replaced it was a deathly silence.

Huo Tian had goosebumps.

Huo Ningxi turned his head with a smile. His eyes narrowed as he looked at Huo Tian, but it also felt like he was staring right through her. His eyes were pitch-black and unfocused.

“She should have been mine.”

“Wh-what?”

“Song Yaoyao,” Huo Ningxi said calmly, his words clear.

Huo Tian was shocked, and the color drained from her face. She covered Huo Ningxi’s mouth and turned her head.

When she didn’t see Song Yaoyao or anyone else, she let out a long sigh of relief.

“You’re really drunk. Do you know what you’re doing?”

She suddenly understood why Song Yaoyao didn’t hesitate to give Huo Ningxi a slap; she also wanted to give him one now.

If only a slap could wake him up.

Huo Ningxi laughed softly. In the darkness, nothing could be seen clearly. Huo Tian’s body suddenly stiffened, and as if her hand had been scalded, she jerked it away.

Her palm was wet.

“Brother Ningxi…”

Huo Ningxi propped himself up on the sofa and staggered to his feet.

“Brother Ningxi, slow down— Ah!”

Huo Tian’s arm was suddenly gripped tightly by a strong hand. She cried out in pain, feeling as if her bones were about to be crushed.

The shadow above her head was thick, enveloping her.

The big brother that she used to be familiar with seemed to have become a stranger.

His eyes were filled with unwillingness, despair, and… self-loathing.

“She should be my fiancee!”

Huo Tian froze on the spot.

After saying this, Huo Ningxi took two steps back and let go of her arm. Without saying anything else, he bent down to pick up his coat, stumbled, and walked toward the door, reeking of alcohol.

Slap.

Huo Tian snapped back to reality in shock and rushed over to grab Huo Ningxi.

“Brother Ningxi, where are you going at this hour?”

She desperately tried to grab the key in Huo Ningxi’s hand. The bright moonlight outside enveloped the entire manor, making it look like a castle in a fairytale movie.

As she hugged Huo Ningxi’s waist, Huo Tian suddenly saw the clear fingerprints on Huo Ningxi’s face.

Did he just slap himself?

…

Song Yaoyao did not wake up the next day. Uncle Zhang knocked on the door but no one answered. He asked Huo Tian to help him inside and found that she had a fever.

Liu Yu rushed over with his medicine chest. When he saw that Song Yaoyao’s lips were dry and cracked from the fever, he gave her a fever reduction injection.

His eyes were well-behaved. Just as he was about to put down Song Yaoyao’s hand, he was suddenly stunned.

“Miss Song, are you hurt?”

“Wh—” Before she could ask, Huo Tian suddenly realized something.

She looked at Song Yaoyao’s forehead. There was a large bruise there. Song Yaoyao’s skin was originally white, like a newborn baby. Huo Tian had never seen her so delicate.

It was precisely because of her delicate and tender skin that the bruise on her forehead was so shocking.

She did not dare to think about what had happened between Song Yaoyao and Huo Ningxi when she was not around last night.

Huo Ningxi’s body emitted a desperate aura last night. Huo Tian still felt a chill down her spine when she recalled it now.

“How did she get hurt, d*mn it… and what happened to her forehead? It’s over, it’s over. The Master will definitely be furious when he gets back.”

Liu Yu rolled up Song Yaoyao’s sleeve slightly because he saw the blood stains. Only then did he realize that there were several wounds on her arm.

Some of the wounds were quite deep. At a glance, it looked like she had been cut by something.

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