"Ow!"

With that, Song Yaoyao lifted her leg and flung a kick toward him, causing him so much pain that he had to immediately let go of her.

He gritted his teeth and complained, "Song Yaoyao, are you obsessed with violence? Will you die if you don't hit someone?"

"You asked for it." Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes.

"Ningxi!" Song Jingwan bit her lip and ran to Huo Ningxi's side. "Are you okay? Yaoyao, can you stop being so violent? Don't forget that you're staying at his home at the moment. This isn't right."

She scolded in disapproval.

"That's right!" Huo Ningxi nodded. "Learn from your sister. You're eating my food and living in my house. How could you be so violent toward me? Do you think this is right?"

"No~" Song Yaoyao shoved her hands in her pockets and furrowed her brows. She then pulled one hand out. "Does it really hurt? Why don't I let you hit me back then?"

Her eyes glowed and she looked like a dumpling with her baby fat. 

She had hit him first, yet she looked so aggrieved.

Pfft! What a White Lotus1!

Ridicule flashed across Song Jingwan's eyes. Song Yaoyao, you're not that great either!

She gently tugged on Huo Ningxi's sleeve. "Ningxi, why don't you let it go. I'll apologize on her behalf."

Huo Ningxi swallowed and looked at the girl's delicate hand.

He humphed. "There's no need to apologize on her behalf. She's extremely arrogant! She's probably acting right now. Song Yaoyao, do you think I'm too afraid to hit you back?" 

"Hit me back then." Song Yaoyao pouted her lips and placed her hands in front of her.

Her almond eyes fluttered as Huo Ningxi lifted his hand and ruthlessly lowered it toward her...

"Ah!" Song Yaoyao shrunk back her neck and closed her eyes.

Song Jingwan could barely hide her smile. It seemed, no matter how Song Yaoyao changed, she still couldn't gain Huo Ningxi's affection.

"What are you screaming for? My hit didn't even make a sound." Huo Ningxi rolled his eyes. He appeared fierce, but the moment that his fist fell down, it only brushed across her hand gently. It didn't hurt at all. 

Song Jingwan's smile disappeared.

Song Yaoyao rubbed her hands against her shirt and shoved them back in her pockets.

"If I wasn't afraid that you'd snitch on me, I would never let you off so easily."

Huo Ningxi humphed as he found an excuse for his actions.

He couldn't tell her that his heart softened the moment he saw the usually arrogant girl huddle up in fear.

Yet, even though their relationship was clearly hostile, Song Jingwan felt as though she was left on the sidelines.

This made her uncomfortable, confused, and frustrated.

"Ningxi, my mom said she hasn't seen you for a while and she misses you. It's Saturday tomorrow. Do you want to have dinner at my place?" Now that she was finally talking to Huo Ningxi, she didn't want to let him go so quickly.

She swayed Huo Ningxi's sleeve and whined coquettishly.

Huo Ningxi pressed his lips together. Remembering the way that Zhou Manli acted at his place last time and the words that Song Yaoyao had said, his heart felt a little confused.

He understood that this had nothing to do with Song Jingwan, but he couldn't help his mind from wandering.

If Song Jingwan had to choose, would she choose his Small Uncle or him?

Song Yaoyao was not interested in the relationship between these two. She ran over to the nearby bus station to hide from the wind. At the same time, she made a phone call home.

"Hello, Huo Manor."

"Uncle Zhang, it's me~" Song Yaoyao recognized Uncle Zhang's voice quickly. "Is Gege home?" she asked sweetly.

"Oh, it's Miss Song! You must have just finished school. The Master just returned home from work. Do you want to speak to him?"

Someone that appears innocent but isn't.