Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Although she said this, Song Yaoyao was still caught up in something on the day that she returned.

In the morning, Uncle Zhang was still lamenting on the other end. "I wonder if Miss Song will be able to make it back today. It's your birthday today, Master Huo."

Huo Ningxi had moved out a long time ago and Song Yaoyao was out of town, so there was only one master in the Huo Manor.

The man leaned back in his chair and shook the newspaper, his expression indifferent. "It's nothing special, don't meddle."

"Sigh..."

Uncle Zhang sighed, feeling that it was a pity.

Huo Yunque had never liked extravagance on his birthday; a small gathering with friends was enough.

So he went to work as usual, and there was no difference.

Ring—

His phone rang, and the man stared at the computer quietly.

Huo Qi, on the other hand, was curious. He asked in a low voice, "Sir, is it Miss Song?"

"Do you have a lot of free time?"

The man moved. He lazily lifted his eyes and looked at Huo Qi quietly.

Huo Qi felt a chill run down his spine when he saw that look. He could not help but shrink his neck and say timidly, "Master, I'm just curious. It's your birthday today. It may have been fine to not celebrate in the past, but Miss Song is here this year!"

"Get out," Huo Yunque lowered his eyes and said coldly.

Huo Qi curled his lips. "Yes, Sir."

The door closed, and Huo Yunque was the only one left in the office.

He turned on his phone and logged onto his WeChat account which only had one friend.

Precious: Gege, something happened on set, so I can't rush back. Huhu, you won't blame me, right?

H: It's okay.

Precious: Gege, Happy Birthday!

Precious: [AnotherDayLovingGege.JPG ]

H: Yes...

Precious: Huhu, Gege, you're so cold. Are you angry? I'll definitely rush back as soon as I'm done here. Wait for me

H: Yes, okay.

Of course, Huo Yunque wasn't the one who created the nicknames in their chat. It was created by some shameless person.

Huo Yunque let her do whatever she wanted.

Besides, the names looked quite pleasing to the eye.

"How is it? Is it settled?"

Tang Xinrou saw Song Yaoyao put away her phone and quickly went over.

Song Yaoyao nodded. "It's settled! Gege shouldn't suspect anything!"

"Phew...that's good, that's good! Mr. Huo isn't an ordinary person. I'm really worried that this little trick won't be able to hide from him!"

Tang Xinrou patted her chest and said fearfully.

"Hehe, but, it's also his first time dating!" Song Yaoyao snickered.

Thus, Song Yaoyao assumed Huo Yunque wouldn't think too much.

"Miss Song, shall we start setting up first?"

Song Yaoyao nodded like she was pounding garlic. "Gogogo! Try to get ready before brother gets off work!"

Actually, Song Yaoyao came back the day after she received Uncle Zhang's call. She hid it from Huo Yunque and threatened Huo Jiu not to reveal her whereabouts while she stayed at Tang Xinrou's place for one night.

The next day, she started to shop around.

Her brother was the most important person in her heart. How could Song Yaoyao miss his birthday!

Even if she was only left with her last breath, she would hold on and try her best to crawl back!

Because she wanted to give Huo Yunque a surprise, all of this was arranged on the day while he was at work.

She had thought that it would be a simple task, but when she actually did it, she realized how complicated it was.

Seeing that the sky was turning dark soon, Huo Jiu put down his phone and said, "Miss Song, Huo Qi has sent a message. He said that the Master is getting into his car and is coming back."

"So, so soon?"

"Quick, quick, quick, quick! Hurry up and decorate!"