The person in front of the desk stood still. Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows. "Anything else?"
"Uncle," Huo Ningxi asked in a low voice, "Can I move back home for a few days?"
Huo Yunque stood up and walked past him. His aura made Huo Ningxi feel very small.
"Uncle..." he asked again with a hint of pleading in his tone.
"As you wish."
After he left, Huo Ningxi let out a long breath, then rubbed his stiff face and smiled bitterly.
"Huo Ningxi, oh Huo Ningxi, aren't you sad?"
How did he get to this point? Things didn't have to be this way.
...
"Yaoyao, I'm here to see you!"
The day after Tang Xinrou flew back, she couldn't wait to see Song Yaoyao.
She threw herself at Song Yaoyao and gave her a big bear hug. When she noticed the person sitting on the sofa out of the corner of her eye, she was stunned and asked softly, "Why is he here?"
"This is his home. Isn't it normal to live at home?"
