"Well..."

Wei Yuanfan was caught off guard. He adjusted his glasses and answered, "Mr. Song, do you think you created an alternate personality after your surgery?"

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He was slightly joking when he asked this question. But when he looked into Song Wenchuan's eyes, he realized he was being serious.

"Are you serious? Mr. Song, to be honest, that is an extremely rare possibility. It's more likely that you were dazed and confused after waking up from a coma..."

Of course, Song Wenchuan understood how ridiculous his question was. So he nodded his head. "Yes, perhaps I'm overthinking."

...

Outside, the sky quickly darkened.

A thin layer of fog formed on the floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking out from the top floor, the bustling city was slightly hazy.

Song Yaoyao had lost control of her emotions today. Even though she had stopped crying, her eyes were red and swollen like a rabbit's.

Huo Yunque put down his documents and looked up. When he saw the girl seriously working on her homework, he couldn't hold back his laughter.

When she heard the man laughing, Song Yaoyao pouted her lips. She threw her pen on the desk and stopped writing.

"Gege! Are you laughing at me again?"

Huo Yunque controlled his laughter and waved his hand.

A few of the buttons on the top of his shirt were undone, revealing his sexy Adam's Apple and collarbone.

As soon as he waved, Song Yaoyao was mesmerized by his good looks and started scuttling over.

The man hooked his arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.

"I'm not laughing at you."

Song Yaoyao humphed. With her back against Huo Yunque's chest, she mumbled, "Aren't you going to ask why I cried? And why he suddenly came looking for me...?"

"Everyone has their secrets. Providing some space is the key to a good relationship."

He didn't need to know the reason for everything.

He spoke gently as he played with the girl's hair.

Song Yaoyao scrunched up her nose. "Gege, your reasoning is always so deep. But I still want to know...what did my brother say to you?"

She lifted her head and her eyes were red like a rabbit's.

From this angle, the lights were piercing, so she lifted her hand to rub her eyes.

"Stop rubbing," Huo Yunque said as he grabbed onto her thin wrist. After thinking about what she said, his lips curved slightly. "Do you really want to know?"

He carried her into the nap room which had an ensuite.

Song Yaoyao nodded her head.

He wiped her eyes with a wet towel and said beside her ear. "He said I was too old and not worthy of you. And he told me to keep my distance."

"No way!"

Song Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks and tugged on his sleeve anxiously. "You didn't agree, did you?"

Song Yaoyao innocently thought about her brother's temper. This was, indeed, something he would say.

Song Yaoyao and Huo Yunque's eyes met in the mirror. The girl felt extremely nervous; afraid of the man's answer.

But the man's throat twitched and she heard a deep chuckle.

His hand rubbed her hair and he carried her out. "I was lying."

Song Yaoyao's eyes enlarged. "Gege, that was too much!"

She angrily pinched his waist, but of course, she couldn't bear to pinch it too hard.

"So what did he actually say to you?"

Huo Yunque smiled without answering. Instead, he suddenly asked after placing her on the bed, "Do you want a slice of strawberry cake?"

Song Yaoyao immediately nodded her head and replied, "Yes!"

He easily changed the subject.

As for what Song Wenchuan said: "Our Yaoyao is really spoilt and has a bad temper. She's sensitive, she likes to cry, and she's very bossy. But if she loves someone, then it's for life. I think, in this aspect, you and Yaoyao are very alike. So, I will have to rely on you to be more tolerant of her in the future."