The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

The look in her eyes made Huo Junyao slightly startled.

"fool!"

After reacting, he touched her hair and comforted her softly, "What you're worried about won't happen. Go to sleep peacefully tonight and leave everything to me, okay?"

"real?"

Her eyes instantly brightened.

"Um!"

Huo Junyao nodded and promised firmly.

"Oh well."

When Song Qianying saw this, he suddenly felt relieved.

Taking a step forward, she threw her petite body into his arms and pressed against his broad chest. She took a deep breath and said to him in an extremely sweet voice: "Thank you!"

"If you want to thank me, just promise me something!"

The man's tone suddenly became serious.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

I vaguely guessed that he would mention my little brother, and sure enough, I heard him say, "I emphasize again that you are not allowed to meet him in the future."

"But he is..."

Song Qianying was really embarrassed by the man's demands.

She didn't want this matter to affect their relationship as husband and wife, so she quickly thought of a compromise plan, "Husband, if I see him in the future, how about I report to you in advance?"

"..."

The man looked at her deeply and did not answer.

Song Qianying bit her lip and rubbed circles on his heart coquettishly with her little hands. Her sweet voice was even more heart-melting at this moment, "Husband, husband..."

"see your performance!"

The man really couldn't resist her alluring teasing, and he was worried that if she continued to nuzzle like this, he would turn into a beast and eat her up completely...

But he knew that her current physical condition did not allow it.

So, I can only endure it!

So, he gently pushed her away, "I'm going to take a shower!"

"Hey, do you want me to put the bath water in for you?"

Song Qianying especially liked him for being so awkward, and actually burst into laughter.

While laughing, Pidianpidian followed him to the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, when she reached the door, the man blocked the door and urged her, "Go to bed!"

"Didn't you say you want to see how I behave? Now I'm going to be a good wife and put out the bath water for you."

Song Qianying grinned with a particularly doggy smile.

"It seems you're not tired!"

The man looked at her, his eyes dimming suddenly.

Song Qianying finally realized that she seemed to be doing something dangerous and stupid. She swallowed hard and smiled at him, "Then I'd better behave better next time. Husband, please wash slowly. Good night, husband!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran away like a little rabbit.

Looking at her little figure running away, Huo Junyao couldn't help but smile, but when he thought of the scandal tonight, a trace of gloom quietly flashed across his delicate handsome face.

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Huo Junyao really didn't lie to Song Qianying. When she got up the next day, the man told her that all online posts about her scandal with Jiang Muhan had been deleted.

"Oh great, how did you do that?"

When she was happy, Song Qianying asked an idiotic question.

Huo Junyao gave her a look of contempt, "Idiot, who is your husband?"

"Hehe, I knew my husband could do anything."

Song Qianying smiled flatteringly, and then said with a worried look, "Although the post has been deleted, most people know about it. If it's human flesh..."

Although the relationship between her and her little brother is innocent, after all, people are scary. Hey, it’s better to see him less in the future.

"Everything has been taken care of. Unless something goes wrong with Jiang Muhan himself, otherwise the matter will be over."

When it comes to his love rival, it's hard for Huo Junyao to look good.

"Don't worry, he won't."

Song Qianying looked determined.

However, she didn't know that her little brother, whom she trusted so much, would one day tear her family apart...

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Yangyun Mountain, Linhe Temple.

At the door, Mrs. Smith looked forward eagerly.

She had been away from home for 23 years, no matter how cruel she was, her eyes could not help but moisten at this moment.

As scenes from the past came to mind, Mrs. Smith trembled slightly and subconsciously held on to the stone lion at the door of the temple.

After standing and waiting for more than ten minutes, no one came out.

Fearing that the old lady would not want to see her later, Mrs. Smith began to feel uneasy.

She wanted to rush in at all costs, but knowing the old lady's temper, she finally endured it.

Fortunately, God favored her, and about five minutes later, she saw Uncle Fu.

"Brother Fu——"

She called to him with joy.

Uncle Fu turned his head in response, and when he saw her face clearly, he was so shocked that he almost threw the bag in his hand on the ground.

"Brother Fu, do you remember me?"

Mrs. Smith hurried forward to meet him.

"Little... miss?"

Afraid that he had recognized the wrong person, Uncle Fu blinked hurriedly, and after a long time, he called her with difficulty.

"Brother Fu, it's me! I'm back!"

Although Forbes was a servant, she had been almost protected by him since she was a child. Therefore, Mrs. Smith always had some respect for him in her heart.

"Miss, are you here to see the old lady?"

Uncle Fu tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart and asked in a trembling voice.

"Yes, can you inform me?"

Mrs. Smith looked at him expectantly.

"Miss, please wait, I'll go now!"

After Fu Bo finished speaking, he turned around and walked inside, leaving her alone waiting outside.

Although today is not the first or fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, Mrs. Huo has been restless recently, so she decided to go to the temple to recuperate for a while.

As soon as I walked out of the temple after paying homage to the Buddha, I saw Uncle Fu hurriedly coming to report, "Old madam, someone wants to see you!"

When he said this, his expression was extremely excited, but his voice was restrained.

Mrs. Huo felt strange and raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, "Who?"

Uncle Fu glanced at her with complicated eyes and struggled to say, "Little... miss!"

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Mrs. Smith waited at the door for fifteen minutes before seeing Forbes come out.

"Miss, the old lady doesn't want to see you, how about you find a chance to come next time?"

Uncle Fu looked at her with a troubled expression.

Just now in the yard, he tried to persuade the old lady, but the effect was very little.

As soon as the old lady heard that it was her, her face instantly became extremely gloomy, and she immediately asked him to come out and chase them away.

Why!

Knowing that the knot between the two of them might not be easily resolved, Uncle Fu couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Mrs. Huo's reaction was as she expected. Mrs. Smith's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, "Next time, I'm afraid there will be no next time. Brother Fu, can you take me in to find her?"

Since she doesn't want to see him, she won't be able to see him even if she waits here to death. It's better to go in directly and maybe take a gamble.

"Sorry, miss! I can't promise you."

Uncle Fu wanted to help her, but he couldn't do anything.

"Brother Fu, let me show you something and then you decide whether to help me or not, okay?"

After Mrs. Smith finished speaking, she took out a medical record from her bag and handed it to him.

"What's this?"

Uncle Fu took the medical record with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"My inspection report."

Mrs. Smith replied quietly, and then slowly uttered four words, "Advanced lung cancer!"

"Miss, you..."

Uncle Fu's hands holding the medical records were shaken subconsciously.

At this time, Mrs. Smith raised her lips and smiled softly, "It's all fate. I only have half a year. I want to see her before the deadline. Can't even this small wish help me realize it?"

Originally, she did not plan to tell Uncle Fu about this, but the only way to see the old lady was through him, so she finally spoke.

Sure enough, after knowing her situation, Uncle Fu hurriedly made a gesture of invitation, "Miss, come with me!"

It's all over the place. If the old lady really wants to take the blame, let him take the blame.

"Thanks!"

She nodded gently to him, and with her right hand holding the bag, she quietly tightened the strap of the bag.

Following Fu Bo around two ancient buildings, we finally came to the villa where the old lady was resting.

At the gate of Bieyuan, Uncle Fu stopped and said to her: "Miss, please wait here for a while, I will report to the old lady!"

"Sorry to trouble you, Brother Fu."

"No trouble!"

After Fu Bo finished speaking, he strode in.

Mrs. Smith was waiting where she was. After a while, she saw him coming out, "Miss, please come in, madam!"

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