[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby":3,"chapter-mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-chapter-792":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},765666,1011,"Chapter 792 - A Letter From Her Brother","mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-chapter-792",792,"\u003Cp>Translator:Yunyi\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao spent the whole morning in the greenhouse, listening to the man read poetry to her with her eyes closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even used seven languages, his voice as sweet as a zither, tender and affectionate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao was not surprised at all that Huo Yunque was so outstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the man she had taken a liking to from the first moment she laid eyes on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From head to toe, even his hair was pleasing to her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Comfort made one lazy. This phrase was apt to describe Song Yaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not even remember when she had fallen asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she woke up again, she was already on her big pink bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gege?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rubbed her forehead and crawled out of bed in a daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Yunque’s pleasant voice seemed to be still echoing in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao could not help but feel annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why did I forget to record it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would have definitely been the best ‘artifact’ to coax her to sleep every night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock, knock, knock—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door rang, and Song Yaoyao lay on the bed, not wanting to move. She asked sullenly, “Who is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Song, it’s me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uncle Zhang’s voice rang through the door, causing Song Yaoyao to sit up immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah... Uncle Zhang, what’s the matter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s a guest, Miss Song, would you like to see him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A guest?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao was confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she walked into the study, she saw an unfamiliar face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao swore that she had never seen this person before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, beautiful little angel, hello.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young priest stood up and greeted Song Yaoyao with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was dressed in a strict black robe with a total of 33 buttons on his clothes, representing the 33 years of life of Jesus Christ. A dark golden cross hung on his chest. He really did not look like a priest at his young age, but more like an exquisite cosplayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao stood at the door, tilted her head, and looked at him steadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Nolan analyzed Song Yaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His short golden hair was slightly curly, and his facial features were exquisite like an angel from a mural. His eyes were sunken, and his pupils were the color of the sky, clean and spotless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was pale and fragile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Song Yaoyao’s eyes, all of this was like an illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one’s eyes could be as clear as glass, without any emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His appearance was full of strangeness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course. I’ve often heard of you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nolan bowed gracefully and elegantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“However, it’s just hearsay. This is the first time I’ve met you. I hope I didn’t scare you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Song?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Jiu narrowed his eyes and stared at Nolan warily. “You have to be careful of this fraud.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A... fraud?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao was stunned as she looked at Nolan in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, okay, okay. Perhaps, in the eyes of many people, I am indeed a fraud. It’s okay, God will forgive you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nolan smiled gently. “But please don’t treat me as an enemy.?I was simply asked by someone to bring you a letter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A letter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao was even more confused. In this era of the internet, was there still a need to write a letter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought of a possibility. Perhaps, a strange person like Nolan might indeed know him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huo Jiu, wait for me outside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao closed the door of the study and did not mention any names.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do I know the person who asked you to bring the letter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She fixed her gaze on Nolan’s blue eyes, not letting go of any clues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very familiar.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nolan smiled and took out the letter without hesitation, handing it to Song Yaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think, after seeing this, you should understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was indeed the case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yaoyao was too familiar with the handwriting on it.\u003C\u002Fp>",647,"2026-06-03T02:30:52.147Z",1,"novelbin.me","5341ab4ba3d9d3ca3108348c057ce0bfdd4c4ef4068ac55188064d33e107275c","mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-chapter-793","mrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-chapter-791",1194,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmrs-huo-is-a-crybaby-cover.jpg"]