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Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby
Chapter 1035 - One Should Take Responsibility For Their MistakesChapter 1035: One Should Take Responsibility For Their Mistakes
Translator: Yunyi
“Miss S—”
“Shh.”
The girl put her index finger to her lips and signaled for Huo Jiu to stop talking.
Huo Jiu was stunned. He heard a piece of entertainment news on the TV in the study.
“Mr. Qin, where did Song Jingwan go? Is it true that she was disfigured because of excessive plastic surgery?”
“Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin, please wait...”
“Mr. Qin, does Song Jingwan know about the incident where her fan splashed Director Song with sulfuric acid? What do you think about this?”
The media couldn’t find Song Jingwan in person, so they surrounded her manager, Qin Han, one by one, and shoved microphones up to his mouth.
Huo Jiu looked at Song Yaoyao. The girl was leisurely holding a cup of tea. She gently swayed her feet and looked meaningfully at the television screen.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtQin Han did not look pleased. In front of the camera, it was already difficult for him to control his emotions.
“Sorry, excuse me!” he finally said after he clenched and loosened his fists.
“Mr. Qin, if this is your answer, do we have reason to suspect that you don’t know where Miss Song Jingwan is?”
Qin Han stopped in his tracks and took a deep breath.
He suddenly turned his head and looked straight into the camera.
“Jingwan is doing very well. Thank you for your concern. As for that fan, who knows if she said that on purpose to avoid responsibility. You shouldn’t be asking me about such things. You should be asking the law! We respect the law and are willing to listen to all the arrangements made by the police.”
After saying this, no one stopped Qin Han this time.
He squeezed through the crowd, bent down, got into the car, and quickly left.
Qin Han left, and the interview came to an end.
Song Yaoyao used the remote control to turn off the television and looked sideways. “What is it?”
“It’s still about that girl. She wants to see you.”
“There’s no need.”
Because she had almost been disfigured by sulfuric acid, Song Yaoyao was now barred from leaving the house.
She refused immediately. Song Yaoyao did not want to know anything about the girl’s thoughts, nor did she want to understand her. Since she had done such a thing, she had to have the courage to face the consequences.
“Yes, I understand,” Huo Jiu lowered his head and said respectfully.
However, he had hidden some things. For example, the fact that girl’s parents were guarding outside the police station every day, trying to wait for Song Yaoyao. They wanted her to be merciful and let the girl go.
But...
Why?!
Huo Jiu wasn’t there to witness the dangerous incident that day, so he didn’t see it with his own eyes. If he had been there, he wouldn’t have been as merciful as Huo Si.
Call the police?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe wanted that lunatic to beg for death!
Unfortunately, by the time he found out, the girl had already been taken away by the police.
However, this matter wasn’t over yet.
He turned around, and all sorts of violent thoughts flashed through his mind, but he was suddenly stopped by Song Yaoyao.
“By the way, where’s Gege?”
That day, when Huo Yunque found out about Song Yaoyao’s accident, his expression was terrifying. The entire Huo Manor was immediately shrouded in a dark cloud. The servants held their breath as they walked, afraid that if they were to speak a little louder, it would cause their master to be unhappy.
“Sir? He’s in his study...”
“...”
At this moment, compared to Song Yaoyao’s study, which had the vibe of a young girl, the other study looked much more serious.
Old Hou raised his head for the umpteenth time and looked at the tall man sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.
If it wasn’t for the fact that the man was slowly but rhythmically twirling the prayer beads on his wrist, he would have thought that he was already asleep.
His face was clear and his aura was strong.
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