Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

"Oh, my little angel, come and let me give you a hug."

Song Yaoyao got off the plane and saw an unexpected person.

On a hot summer day, a handsome man dressed in a black priest outfit opened his arms towards Song Yaoyao with a smile.

"Father Nolan?"

Song Yaoyao was surprised. She happened to have many questions for Nolan, but she did not have his contact information. During her rush back, she had decided on the plane to go look for him some time.

However, she didn't expect to be surprised the moment she got off the plane.

Song Yaoyao threw herself into his arms. She couldn't help but wonder if her luck was still there.

"Still as soft as I imagined," Nolan said in a low voice.

Huo Jiu's face darkened, and he went up to pull Nolan away.

Nolan let go of Song Yaoyao first and threw a provoking look at Huo Jiu. "You're so cooperative this time. Don't tell me you need something from me?"

"Ahem--"

Song Yaoyao didn't have the intention to do that, but when Nolan mentioned it, she suddenly remembered something.

She said seriously, "That reminds me. I want you to look after someone for me!"

...

That night, a familiar slender figure appeared in Liu Yu's lab for the second time.

Liu Yu put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and looked at Nolan casually. The name of this priest was well-known in certain circles, but it also seemed to be a taboo. Everyone tacitly avoided mentioning his name.

He did not expect to see him at Huo Manor, let alone in his lab.

"Could it be what I think it is?"

The incandescent light shone on the handsome man's face, making his skin, which had not been exposed to sunlight for a long time, look even paler and more delicate. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a faint shadow on his eyelids. His thin lips curled up, weakening the coldness that his appearance and temperament brought to others.

"It's exactly what you think."

Song Yaoyao looked at him spreading his hands and nodded very calmly. She pointed at Song Jingwan on the operating table. "She lost a part of her memory."

"I think you need a doctor more than me."

The doctor who was called out for no reason immediately raised his hands. "I'm of no help."

Please, he was a doctor, but he was not a god, okay?

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and walked to the operating table. She stood still and looked down at the woman who was sleeping on it.

"To be more precise, she did not lose her memory, I suspect that she was hypnotized. Moreover, her past memories were washed away and replaced."

In Zhongli Wan's mind, her memories from when she was young were complete.

She was born overseas, was Chinese, and was an orphan.

"Oh?" Nolan chuckled. "Interesting."

He clapped his hands and looked down at Zhongli Wan's eyes, as if he was looking at an ice-cold corpse.

"Leave this to me. Let me take a look. Where is that little thing hiding?"

Eek--

Liu Yu couldn't help but shiver when he heard his tone.

This environment, coupled with his tone, was like a crime scene in an American drama.

"Then I'll leave everything to you, Father Nolan!"

Song Yaoyao's voice was light. She tilted her head and winked at Nolan playfully. Then, she turned around and left the laboratory with Liu Yu.

...

After an unknown amount of time, a scream suddenly erupted in the lab.

"Who are you? What did you do to me? Help! Help!"

Song Yaoyao quickly looked at Liu Yu. A smile flashed across her eyes. Without any hesitation, her subordinate immediately opened the lab door.

A figure knocked Song Yaoyao away and fled quickly.

"Ugh..." Song Yaoyao grunted. She covered the area where she was hurt from the impact and silently curled her lips.

Song Jingwan felt as if she had been dreaming for a very, very long time. She looked around in a daze. In front of her was a long corridor. There were rooms in all directions. Except for the place where she had escaped, the lights in the other rooms were not turned on. Looking through the windows, it was pitch black inside. Song Jingwan screamed and hid far away, as if a monster would pounce on her and bite off her head in the next second.

"Where is this place? Why am I here?"

She curled up in the corner, her hands covering her head.

Song Yaoyao smiled. She liked this scene.

Perhaps it was cruel, but did she, Song Jingwan, deserve to forget everything and live well in this world?

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The crisp sound of small leather shoes hitting the ground reverberated in the empty corridor. Song Jingwan's eyelids twitched, and she raised her head, her lips trembling.

Their eyes met, and her pupils shook violently!

"It looks like you still remember me. Hi, long time no see." Song Yao waved her small hand and greeted her like a lucky cat.

Song Jingwan's throat felt like it was being pinched by an invisible hand. It was dry and painful.

She swallowed quickly and enunciated each syllable, "Song... Yao... Yao!"

"I'm glad you can remember everything, my dear sister. Welcome back to the real world."

"It was you? You did it? Ahhh! I'll kill you!"

Song Jingwan's pupils constricted and hatred filled her eyes. She pounced on Song Yaoyao quickly.

Song Yaoyao easily dodged it. With a loud bang, Huo Jiu kicked Song Jingwan away. She lay on the ground in a sorry state and panted heavily.

Song Yaoyao asked Nolan, who was watching the show, "Now that she has recovered her past memories, will she still remember what happened during this time?"

Nolan raised his eyebrows and was about to answer when...

"You ruined everything for me. Why do you want me to remember? Why..."

Song Jingwan's low mumble made Song Yaoyao and Nolan shut up at the same time.

She shrugged. "There's no need to explain now."

The answer was already very clear.

"Get her over there. I have something to ask her."

Song Yaoyao held her hands and looked indifferently at Song Jingwan being dragged away by Huo Si, still struggling unwillingly.

"I advise you to behave yourself. Before I get the answer I want, you can't go anywhere."

Song Jingwan bit her lip so hard that it almost bled. She hated Song Yaoyao in her heart. If Huo Si let go of her now, she would want to die together with Song Yaoyao.

Looking at Song Yaoyao's face, which was even brighter than in her memory, Song Jingwan suddenly laughed hysterically. "I won't say anything. If you have the guts, kill me!"

"Why should I kill you? Death is the easiest option."

Song Jingwan was tied to the operating table and her limbs were bound. Song Yaoyao looked down at her, her eyes filled with confusion.

Her tone was very serious. Even when she heard Song Jingwan's words, there was no change in her tone.

This made a flash of fear appear in Song Jingwan's eyes. She gritted her teeth and said, "If I'm missing. Zhong Li will definitely investigate you."

"Oh? Really?" Song Jingwan looked at her as she said these self-comforting words. She suddenly leaned over and looked into her eyes. "Then do you know that he's been courting me recently?"

The girl's voice was sweet and soft, and it was as deceptive as her appearance. However, it made Song Jingwan's breathing stop. She was so angry that she almost vomited blood.