Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

The man's voice was gentle and charming as his eyes calmly fell on her body. It was like he had asked a casual question.

But his intimidating presence stabbed straight into Song Jingwan's heart like a sharp dagger.

Song Jingwan felt a chill down her spine. Forcing a smile, she replied fearfully,  "I-I...no, Mr. Huo. I'm friends with Ningxi, so..."

Inside the car, the man had his arms crossed with his glasses hooked on his pinky. He had a refined posture and he appeared kind, but there was a coldness in his eyes.

Song Jingwan almost cried in fear. Under this man's eyes, all her schemes were revealed, shattered, and destroyed.

"Huo Ningxi."

Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes and asked casually, "What's your relationship with her?"

Huo Ningxi was still having a showdown with Song Yaoyao. When he heard this question, he immediately replied with respect, "Small Uncle, Jingwan and I are indeed good friends. But, of course, we are just friends!"

"En."

The man nodded as though he was pleased with the answer.

No one noticed the displeasure in Song Jingwan's eyes when she heard Huo Ningxi's explanation. She bit her lower lip and asked, "Yaoyao, are you going home? It's getting late. I need to go."

Song Yaoyao's eyes lowered and she saw Huo Ningxi gripping tightly to her wrist.

Puffing up her cheeks, she turned her head. "Gege."

"Huh?" Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows.

"If I hit him, will you be angry?" Song Yaoyao asked with seriousness.

Of course, even if Huo Yunque disapproved...she was still going to hit Huo Ningxi. She would just do it a little lighter and coax Huo Yunque after...

But, Huo Yunque ended up chuckling and his eyes darkened, "Up to you." He leaned against his seat and clasped his hands together with a leisurely look in his eyes.

"Small Uncle??" Huo Ningxi exclaimed in disbelief.

Was this something that his Small Uncle would say?

Song Yaoyao was happy with the response. She licked her lips and handed her milk tea to Huo Yunque.

"Gege, hold this for me!"

After saying this, she shoved the milk tea into the man's arms and her eyes turned cold. Turning her hands to grab Huo Ningxi's wrist, she flipped the man over her shoulder and hurled him ruthlessly onto the ground.

Like a sack, she easily threw him away.

Huo Qi watched in astonishment and felt his back ache in pain.

The way that Song Yaoyao flipped Huo Ningxi, reminded him of himself. Like a slow-motion movie sequence, the scene in front of him explained how Song Yaoyao had thrown him on the ground.

So it wasn't a fluke. The girl actually knew how to do it. She was both soft and tough!!

"Ow!!"

Huo Ningxi lay on the ground, crying in pain.

Everyone's curiosity was immediately drawn over.

The dissatisfied girl with a delicate appearance and well-mannered temperament, kicked him one more time. She then stepped on his stomach and humphed coldly. "Huo Ningxi, if you provoke me again, I will beat you to death!"

Huo Ningxi almost coughed up blood as he glared at her. "F*ck, Song Yaoyao. You're crazy!"

She was even stronger than the infamous King Kong Barbie.

On the surface, she appeared weak and light, but why was she so strong?

"Song Yaoyao! Why were you so harsh?" Song Jingwan was shocked. When she realized what had happened, she quickly pushed Song Yaoyao away and helped Huo Ningxi up. "Ningxi, are you okay? Are you hurt?" she asked anxiously.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Huo Ningxi sat up and looked at Song Yaoyao, unsure of what to say. "Song Yaoyao, you're amazing..."

Honestly.

He was brought up in a prestigious family and had received top-class training, yet he was thrown on the floor before he could even react.