Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 916 - Fall Into The Hands Of A Little Girl



Chapter 916 - Fall Into The Hands Of A Little Girl

Chapter 916 Fall Into The Hands Of A Little Girl

“Sister Yaoyao!”

“Sister Yaoyao, we’re here to see you! Are you ready or not?”

The two little kids rushed into Song Yaoyao’s arms.

One on the left and one on the right.

“Tongtong! Xiao Ye! Don’t be rash! How many times have I told you to call her Auntie?”

“Mom! I’ve told you so many times!” Tongtong wrinkled her small nose and retorted with her hands on her hips. “I don’t want to make Sister Yaoyao sound old! She’s an older sister, and she’ll always be an older sister!”

Lin Shuang facepalmed and decided not to argue with the child. “… Yaoyao, are you feeling better?”

“I’m fine now, Sister Lin Shuang. How did you have the time to visit?”

Lin Shuang smiled gently and looked at Song Yaoyao with gratitude. “I should have visited a long time ago. It’s just that you went on set and were away for two months, and I couldn’t leave Xiao Ye. Yaoyao, thank you.”

If not for Song Yaoyao, she couldn’t imagine how she would survive without Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye sensed that his mother was depressed. He walked to Lin Shuang’s side and hugged her waist, comforting her in his own way.

Song Yaoyao’s eyes curved.

“No need to thank me. No matter who it was, I would have saved them the same.”

A child was always innocent.

She waved at Xiao Ye. “Xiao Ye, come here.”

“Go quickly.”

Lin Shuang realized what Song Yaoyao wanted to do, so she immediately patted Xiao Ye’s back and signaled for him to go over to Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao held Xiao Ye’s arm and placed her fingers on his wrist.

Half a minute later, she let go.

Lin Shuang immediately asked nervously, “How is he?”

“Sister Lin Shuang, relax.”

Song Yaoyao found it funny. “Since the doctor discharged Xiao Ye, it means that Xiao Ye’s body has recovered. He’s just a little weak and needs a little more nourishment.”

“Those doctors are different.”

Lin Shuang’s eyes were red as she held Song Yaoyao’s hand. “I only trust you now.”

If it weren’t for Song Yaoyao, she would have fallen into hell.

It was Song Yaoyao who pulled her back.

In Lin Shuang’s heart, Song Yaoyao was a light…

A small, vibrant sun that was always bright.

On the balcony.

Beside the table, two tall and handsome men were sitting idly.

“Have you decided?”

The man lowered his eyes and gently stroked the ring on his finger. He let out a low “Em.”

He looked into the distance. By sitting beside the balcony, he could take in the scenery of the entire manor.

In the small garden downstairs, a slender young girl sat on a wooden chair. The light wrapped her gently. Beside her, a little girl in a beautiful fluffy dress was holding the hem of her dress and dancing in circles.

Accompanying her sweet laughter was an encouraging applause.

Lin Shuang stood at the side. The corners of her lips were slightly curved, and her gaze toward the child was filled with motherly love.

The breeze blew gently, and the scene was beautiful.

Yi Ting laughed softly as his gaze fell on Lin Shuang

“Mu Jing used to always complain to me that you had no fate with women and that you would never be with one in your life. He said you were like a monk who cultivated with hair and had a pure heart and few desires. I used to think so too, and I was unwavering about it. I didn’t expect…” he teased.

Huo Yunque curled his lips. “Yeah, I didn’t expect this either.”

How did he fall into the hands of a little girl?

“This is fate.”

Yi Ting sighed. “Just like me and Lin Shuang. Actually, meeting the right person is a lucky thing, especially for people like us.”

He did not say another word, quietly looking at the beautiful scene downstairs.

As if affected by the relaxed and happy atmosphere, the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with gentleness.


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