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Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 540 - The Head Of The Family
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Chapter 540: The Head Of The Family

“Hmmm…”

Yi Ting rubbed his chin and did not comment. “He does deserve a beating.”

Mu Jing said, “Isn’t that enough? Don’t say that you don’t want to see it!”

“But you can’t beat him, and I can’t beat him either.”

Mu Jing: “…”

“He has more power than us, and his girlfriend is well-behaved and obedient.

“She can even act coquettishly, and she proposed to him.

“I wish Lin Shuang would do that too.”

Mu Jing took a deep breath. “Stop talking!”

The more he talked, the more sour he felt. It was as if he didn’t want to beat him up too!

It was not that he despised his wife because of today’s events, but occasionally, he envied the way that Song Yaoyao acted coquettishly in front of Huo Yunque and how she blushed and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him.

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As for Xia Rao, he had always been the one who chased Xia Rao around.

Lin Shuang was more reserved. She would never express any thoughts in front of outsiders.

Everyone had their own good qualities. However, as a man, he sometimes wished for his wife to take the initiative to get close to him.

The two looked at each other. They could see the sadness and helplessness in each other’s eyes and they laughed.

Compared to most people in the industry, they were lucky.

After spending most of their lives playing around, they still found someone who could make them stop willingly and tie them down.

After meeting them, it was like a drifting ship finding a port. Every night when they returned home and saw the warm yellow light, they felt satisfied.

“It’s already good enough to have a wife. Do you dare to think about other things?”

“Yes, you’re right…”

Song Yaoyao was forced to change into a new set of clothes. She wrapped herself tightly and came down.

Everyone sat at the dining table. When they looked up, they saw that the little girl’s eyes were slightly red and her lips were slightly swollen.

There were many experienced people here. How could they not understand what had happened?

“Tsk…”

Mu Jing complained in a low voice, “What a monster.”

He actually did such a thing…

Xia Rao bumped into him and warned him to stop.

Song Yaoyao was the youngest among them. She was just a little girl. To be able to make such an earth-shattering move today, she had already used all her courage.

Provoking her now would be too much.

“Let’s eat.”

Huo Yunque looked calm as he pulled Song Yaoyao to sit down.

Mu Jing was filled with resentment. When she saw Huo Yunque coming over, she immediately poured wine into his cup.

“Come! Huo Er, it’s your birthday today. We brothers will not go home until we are drunk!”

Huo Yunque smiled but did not say anything.

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Yi Ting raised his wine glass to show his agreement.

Lin Shuang and Xia Rao whispered something.

Tang Xinrou and Xu Yue, two single dogs, sat far away. They had nothing to say and could only bury their heads in their food.

Song Yaoyao looked around and felt that something was wrong. She turned her head and said, “Uncle Zhang, where’s Grandf… No, where’s Uncle?”

She wasn’t used to changing her words all of a sudden.

Uncle Zhang said cheerfully, “Miss Song, you don’t have to wait for the Old Master. He’s in the greenhouse.”

“Huh? He…”

“Miss Song, you don’t know. The greenhouse was built when the Old Madam was still alive. When the Old Master came back, he liked to go there the most. I’ve already sent someone to send the food over. Let the Old Master accompany the Old Madam in the greenhouse.”

Hearing this, Song Yaoyao nodded gently. “Okay.”

In her impression, Old Master Huo was always cheerful and kind-hearted. He seemed to be carefree and did not care about anything at all.

However, the more he was like this, the more he hid his thoughts.

He must have loved his wife very much. She thought of the words she saw on the wall of the greenhouse that day.

The calligraphy was crooked like a caterpillar, and Huo Yunque mocked it mercilessly.

Those words were carved into Song Yaoyao’s heart.

‘Shu is the head of the family’.