Translator: Yunyi
"Don't get hurt. If you need to do something, tell Huo Jiu to do it for you."
Huo Yunque glanced at Huo Jiu. His back and he said with respect, "Don't worry, Master Huo, as long as I'm here, I won't let Miss Song get hurt at all."
"Then, go ahead and return quickly."
...
Inside a regular room of the hospital.
The doctor flipped through Song Jingwan's medical records as he patiently questioned her about her condition.
"Are you dizzy? Does it hurt anywhere?"
Song Jingwan lay in bed connected to a drip. Hearing the doctor's question, her eyes turned red and she shook her head. "My brother..."
"He's fine, he's fine." Zhuo Manli began to cry as well when she saw her daughter cry. She spoke gently and patted her comfortingly, "He's been resuscitated. He'll be fine! You should get some rest and not think too much. Both you and your brother are my life. If something happened to either of you, how would I have continued to live.
The doctor and nurse looked at each other and slowly retreated.
"This was all my fault!" Song Jingwan bit her lip until it began to bleed. "If I didn't force him to pick me up from school, the car accident wouldn't have happened! Mom, you should scold me! Huhu, this is my fault!"
"How could you be blamed for this?!"
Zhuo Manli said with hatred, "It was all because of Song Yaoyao, the jinx! She transferred her bad luck to the two of you! She has always been like that. Ever since she was a child, the family suffered whenever she was around!"
"Mom..."
Song Jingwan looked down and she slowly clenched her fists.
Just before the accident, a thought had flashed across her mind... Also, she had a dream...
In her dream, she was the neglected child.
It had been a long time since she had a dream like that. Why...
"Who let you come here? Get lost! You're not welcome here!"
At that moment, a fierce and high-pitched voice interrupted Song Jingwan's thoughts. She immediately lifted her head and happened to look directly into Song Yaoyao's eyes.
Song Jingwan suddenly turned her head and looked away.
"I have something to ask Song Jingwan," Song Yaoyao said without any emotions.
As Zhuo Manli looked at her delicate porcelain-doll-like face, it felt particularly dark.
Coldness spread from the souls of her feet and she shivered. Her dislike for Song Yaoyao increased.
"What do you want to ask? How dare you appear here when you're the cause of everything. Do you really think you can do anything just because Mr.. Huo is protecting you?"
"The cause of everything?" Song Yaoyao tilted her head. "Are talking about Song Jingwan?"
Her long slender finger pointed at Song Jingwan. The smile on her face made one trembled.
As her eyes met with Song Yaoyao's, Song Jingwan's gaze darted frantically and there was a sense of guilt.
Initially, Song Yaoyao just said these words casually, who knew she'd actually received a reaction.
"Ha..."
She licked her lips and a hostile aura emanated from her body.
She had never been a good girl; not since her past life
"Get lost. I don't want to talk to you..."
Slap!
Song Yaoyao brushed away Zhuo Manli's finger which almost touched her face. Her gaze was calm and still.
"When I told you that I have something to ask Song Jingwan, it was a notification. I wasn't asking for approval. Also..." She took a step forward. "I hate it when people point at me. If it happens again, I will break your hand."
Her voice was extremely sweet, but her calm tone made her sound like a haunted doll from a horror movie.