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99 It’s Just Because Yaoyao Wants to Stay by Her Ninth Imperial Uncle’s Side

Nuan Ying heard footsteps and turned to look.

The moment she saw Huo Junhan, she bowed with a smile. “Greetings, Your Highness!”

Shen Yaowei, who was looking ahead in a daze, perked up when she heard Nuan Ying’s voice.

Seeing that Huo Junhan was still wearing the yellow Emperor court dress she had seen him in in the palace today, Shen Yaowei immediately understood that he had not returned to the Prince Manor. Her heart rippled as she stood up and ran towards him.

“Ninth Imperial Uncle!”

However, after taking two steps, she saw a hint of a green thing crawl out of Huo Junhan’s sleeve.

Shen Yaowei immediately stopped and blinked, thinking that she had seen wrongly.

The moment Pa Pa saw Shen Yaowei, it became excited. It was about to pounce on her, but Huo Junhan grabbed it.

Shen Yaowei watched as Pa Pa immediately became obedient in Huo Junhan’s hand, without forgetting to rub its head against the man’s fingers. Shen Yaowei’s heart almost jumped out of her throat when she saw this scene.

Huo Junhan casually put Pa Pa back into his sleeve and walked up to Shen Yaowei. He looked at her dark eye circles and the redness in her eyes and said indifferently, “Come in.”

With that, he led the way into the room.

Just as Shen Yaowei was wondering how Pa Pa had fallen into Huo Junhan’s hands, she followed Huo Junhan into the house with a worried heart.

Huo Junhan sat down in front of the soft couch and rubbed his eyebrows.

Sensing the faint smell of blood lingering around Huo Junhan and seeing the tiredness and gloom in his eyes, Shen Yaowei carefully leaned over and squatted down in front of him.

Looking up at the man’s handsome face, Shen Yaowei whispered, “Ninth Imperial Uncle, are you tired? I’ll help you relax.”

Huo Junhan glanced at Shen Yaowei and took in the girl’s careful expression.

“Little fool, why are you trying so hard to please me?”

There was an inescapable sharpness in his deep voice.

“Because I like you, Ninth Imperial Uncle,” Shen Yaowei said as she looked straight at Huo Junhan, her face slightly red.

Huo Junhan snorted and bent down. He pinched Shen Yaowei’s cheek with his big hand, not giving her a chance to look away. “Little fool, you liked Huo Zhao so much before, and now you say you like me. Do you take me for a fool too?”

Her cheek hurt from the man’s finger bone band, but Shen Yaowei did not dare to move.

Sensing the gloomy and oppressive aura emitted by Huo Junhan, she tried her best to maintain her composure. “I’ve never liked Huo Zhao.”

In her previous life, it was not until she regained her senses after her death that she realized that she had really never loved Huo Zhao.

She was just unwilling to give him up.

Huo Junhan’s eyes darkened. “In three months, I’ll still return you to Shen Liu’an. You can still look for Huo Zhao, so you don’t have to rack your brains to please me. I don’t want to do anything to a fool like you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his grip loosened.

Two clear finger marks appeared on Shen Yaowei’s fair cheek. Her big clear eyes were still staring straight at Huo Junhan. “I don’t want Huo Zhao. I only curried favor with you because I want to stay by your side. Who does Huo Zhao think he is? He’s not even worthy of carrying your shoes!”

The girl’s powerful words made Huo Junhan narrow his eyes.

From Shen Yaowei’s slight face, he saw unprecedented seriousness.

Especially that burning gaze that was almost engraved in his heart.