Chapter 1187 Wrong Direction

Song Yaoyao went back to the dormitory to get her books and headed to class. On the way, she could feel people pointing at her. She guessed that the photos of Zhong Li tugging at her at the school gate had probably been spread all over the school forum.

But, as soon as class finished, she left. Those who were curious were left scratching their head, unable to discover the truth.

"Miss Song!"

Song Yaoyao was stopped at the academic building. She looked at Zhongli Xue, who was wearing a light blue dress and had an elegant and calm temperament, and raised her eyebrows. "What's the matter?"

Zhongli Xue smiled, her voice was gentle. "May I ask if Miss Song knows where Lili is."

"What?"

Song Yaoyao tilted her head and looked at her curiously with a book in her arms. "Lili? Song Jingwan?"

"It seems that Miss Song knows."

"No, no, no." Song Yaoyao shook her finger. "First of all, she's an adult. Why would she report her whereabouts to me? Secondly, I remember she's an artiste under Zhong Li. You guys lost her, so why are you asking me? Miss Zhongli, this is not appropriate."

"I still have something to do. I'll be leaving first." After she said this, she ignored Zhongli Xue's obviously sunken expression and walked away.

"Stop right there!"

Zhongli Xue suddenly grabbed Song Yaoyao's wrist to stop her from leaving.

Song Yaoyao was amused. She smirked. Her pitch-black eyes were so deep that even the slightest bit of light could not penetrate them. "Zhongli Xue, are you and your brother crazy? Do you both like to get physical with others?"

"Miss Song! Do you need help?" Huo Si immediately rushed over.

Song Yaoyao stopped him and raised her chin at Zhongli Xue. "Let go, don't force me to do it."

Her voice was soft but her tone was cold.

ZhongLi Xue pursed her lips as a sharp gaze fell on her. It was like a sharp dagger hanging above her head, causing her to feel a lot of pressure.

Unknowingly, her fingers loosened bit by bit, and Song Yaoyao took the opportunity to withdraw her hand.

She did not even look at Zhongli Xue as she said coldly, "I thought Miss Zhongli Xue would be the happiest when Song Jingwan went missing, but now it seems that I've thought too much."

"What do you mean?"

Zhongli Xue's expression changed, and her voice turned cold as she stared straight at Song Yaoyao's face.

"I mean it literally." Song Yaoyao nodded. "Goodbye."

Zhongli Xue wanted to chase after her again, but Huo Si had already blocked Song Yaoyao's way, separating Zhongli Xue from her.

...

Song Yaoyao walked away quickly, but her eyes were brighter than ever.

Huo Jiu, who was called over, was stunned. He couldn't help but ask, "Miss Song, what did you find out?"

Hearing this, Song Yaoyao chuckled.

"Maybe we started off in the wrong direction. Go check on Zhongli Xue."

Huo Jiu was surprised. "Zhong Li's sister?"

Song Yaoyao nodded and told him about what happened at school.

The more Huo Jiu listened, the more he felt that Song Yaoyao's train of thought was right. He felt relieved. "I'll get someone to check on her right away. As for Zhong Li..."

"Continue to send people to keep an eye on him. We can't rule out the possibility that everything he did was to confuse the public."

However, it was obvious that Zhongli Xue was anxious today.

As far as she knew, the person that Zhongli Xue really liked was her brother, Zhong Li. The two of them were not biological siblings. Song Jingwan, who had undergone plastic surgery, was also very close to Zhong Li. Many times at the banquet, Song Yaoyao could see the jealousy and hatred in Zhongli Xue's eyes when she looked at the two of them from afar.

Therefore, she should be the happiest when Song Jingwan went missing. With her love rival gone, no one would bother Zhong Li anymore.

But the truth was, Zhongli Xue was even more anxious than Zhong Li.

...

In the evening, Huo Yunque came back and heard the news.

He bent down and pinched Song Yaoyao's cheek with a light smile. "Any progress?"

Song Yaoyao lovingly turned her face to the side and rubbed against his hand. She curved her eyes and said, "Yes." This unexpected small gain made her extremely happy.

The man's gaze was dark. Meanwhile, the girl's cheeks were pink and tender, and her skin was as smooth as jade. As she rubbed her face against his hand like a spoiled child, even her breath became particularly ambiguous.

Huo Yunque pinched her chin and slowly bent down...

Bang!

The door was quickly pushed open. "Miss Song, there's... uh..."

It was Huo Si who came in. He stared at the scene with his mouth agape. After a while, he felt a cold gaze on him, and he trembled. He immediately lowered his head, "I, I didn't see anything!"

He then ran away.

The man stood behind the sofa, his body still half-bent. The girl lifted her little face slightly, looking like she was asking for a kiss.

Huo Yunque's voice was low and hoarse, "Continue?"

This voice immediately made Song Yaoyao react.

She pushed Huo Yunque's hand away and stood up, her face flushed red, "I'll go over first!"

She ran faster than a rabbit. Huo Yunque's hand paused for a long time before he put his hand on his forehead and let out a helpless and doting laugh.

...

In Country Y, the streets were lined with trees covered in mist. There were few people on the streets. A thin woman with a scarf covering half of her face was wandering in a daze.

She seemed to have wandered for a long time; even her hair was wet.

Song Jingwan didn't know why she was there. She had a long dream, and when she woke up, she found that she had been randomly abandoned on the corner of a street, like garbage.

She walked for a long time, aimlessly. In the end, she couldn't walk anymore, so she could only sit on the street, numbly sizing up the pedestrians passing by. The obvious features of the foreign faces made her heart beat faster.

"Hey! Hey! You can't sit here. Get out of the way! Don't block us from opening our shop!"

The fog was almost gone, and all the shops on the street were opened one by one.

Song Jingwan was driven away and she returned to wandering the street in a daze again.

Suddenly—

She screamed and turned around with her eyes wide open.

There was a muscular man who reeked of alcohol. He smiled evilly, retracted his hand, and whistled, "Oh! Sexy!"

This hooligan! Song Jingwan gritted her teeth and tightened the scarf on her head, wanting to leave. Obviously, the half-drunk man wasn't about to let her off easily. He grabbed Song Jingwan with his big hand like a fan, "Hey! Wanna play together?"

"No!"

Song Jingwan pursed her lips tightly. She knew that the reason she was here was probably related to Song Yaoyao. Her bodyguards weren't around, so she didn't dare to offend this hooligan who had offended her first.

"Where is this?" She opened her mouth and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Huh?" The man laughed and muttered, "What kind of question is that? This is Country Y, of course!"

Country Y...

Song Jingwan's vision darkened instantly as if she had recalled a terrifying scene, and her entire body trembled violently as if she was having a seizure.

"Hey? Are you alright? Hello?"

The man was shocked. Seeing that she was trembling, he immediately let go of her hand and took a few steps back. Song Jingwan did not answer him. She was still immersed in fear. The man cursed in his heart and quickly tried to wipe his hands clean.

He seemed to suspect that she was sick.