There were times when she spoke logically like an adult and times when she was like a child.
Uncle Zhang chuckled. "Hmm...I'm guessing it's been about half an hour."
Huo Yunque's expression immediately sunk. He lowered his voice and complained, "Ridiculous!"
She was so scared of pain, yet she was messing around in the cold. If she caught a cold, she would be the one to suffer.
"Yes, yes, yes." Uncle Zhang could tell that Huo Yunque was angry. He quickly nodded his head. "I didn't watch over her properly."
"It's not your fault. When she's excited about something, no one can stop her."
This was particularly true when it came to Uncle Zhang who doted on her; he gave her everything she wanted. If Huo Yunque didn't order him not to feed Song Yaoyao any more desserts, her mouth would probably be filled with cavities by now.
"I'll go take a look."
He put down his glasses and headed outside.
