Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby Chapter 1188 The Right Direction

"Country Y... I'm in Country Y? Song Yaoyao!"

A concerned hand rested on Song Jingwan's shoulder as a voice asked, "Miss, are you alright?"

"Don't touch me! Go away!"

With a sharp cry, Song Jingwan shoved the person aside. Stumbling, she pulled her scarf tight and fled into the distance.

The helpful stranger nearly lost their balance. "Oh! Damn it! She's clearly in some kind of trouble."

The stranger’s assessment was accurate; Song Jingwan’s circumstances were indeed dire.

Lacking identification and money, she was unable to hail a taxi. She wandered aimlessly, having no destination in mind.

She drifted through the streets of Country Y, which remained strangely desolate during the daylight hours. However, as darkness fell, groups of people seemed to emerge from the shadows to roam the alleys.

Hiding in a dark corner, Song Jingwan stared blankly at a nearby grand hotel until a tall silhouette suddenly walked into view.

Her initial shock turned into pure joy, and she sprinted toward him.

"Armand!"

...

"Miss Song, Song Jingwan has been retrieved."

"Just as I thought—"

Song Yaoyao studied a photograph of a man holding Song Jingwan firmly. He possessed a handsome profile and a commanding height. Bathed in the hotel's brilliant lights, he appeared almost like a divine being.

"Was there no shot of his face?"

A fleeting thought crossed Song Yaoyao's mind, but it vanished before she could grasp it.

She merely felt that the man's features were strangely familiar...

"No, he is surrounded by many bodyguards, making it impossible to get close. At the moment, Song Jingwan is staying at one of his private villas."

Lowering her gaze, Song Yaoyao tapped her fingers rhythmically against the desk.

Abruptly changing the subject, she inquired, "What about Gege? Has he arrived in Country Y?"

"Yes."

Song Yaoyao gave a small nod. "Understood. You may leave. Keep a close watch on Song Jingwan's movements. Next time, try to secure a clear photo of that man."

Once the study fell silent, Song Yaoyao massaged her wrist, lost in contemplation.

Where had she encountered that man before?

It was very peculiar...

Ding—

The sound of her phone interrupted her thoughts.

Picking it up casually, she saw a new friend request on the screen.

[NX has requested to be your friend]

[Remarks: Don't decline yet. I have information for you. Accept quickly.]

Without hesitation, Song Yaoyao rejected the request.

The moment she set the device down, an incoming call from an unidentified number flashed.

Song Yaoyao hovered over the 'reject' button but eventually decided to answer.

"It's me." The voice on the line sounded raspy and weary. "Don't hang up. I truly have something to share."

"I'll be brief. This is a temporary SIM card for one-time use. Just stay quiet and listen. Your investigation is headed in the wrong direction. Zhong Li isn't the mastermind—"

"I am aware," Song Yaoyao replied flatly.

There was a brief silence before a soft laugh came from the other end. "Fine, you’ve always been brilliant. You likely figured it out ages ago. His only goal was to target my uncle and seize his business; he never intended to kill anyone. My main reason for calling is Zhongli Xue..."

Song Yaoyao’s relaxed posture vanished as she sat up straight.

The conversation lasted only a few minutes, yet the revelations left Song Yaoyao struggling to process everything.

"Zhongli Xue... Country Y..."

Suddenly...

A spark of realization hit her, and Song Yaoyao seized the memory.

She stood up quickly. "It's him!"

The man was the same person she had encountered briefly during Alice's 'funeral'.

Grabbing her phone, Song Yaoyao contacted Huo Jiu and issued a string of orders.

After a moment of thought, she forwarded the photograph to Huo Yunque.

Huo Yunque’s response arrived almost immediately.

"He's still alive..."

The Gordon Family had been erased from the annals of history. The patriarch had been murdered, and the sole successor had vanished.

As it turned out, the Lancaster Family was involved.

Finding it too difficult to type everything out, Song Yaoyao placed an international call.

As soon as he picked up, she said with excitement, "Gege, we are finally uncovering the truth!"

Huo Yunque let out a soft chuckle. "Yes, my smart Mrs. Huo."

"Ah, why are you..." Song Yaoyao felt her face heat up. "Why are you being so flirtatious again?"

"Hmm? Are you not Mrs. Huo?"

She found that point impossible to argue against.

Song Yaoyao pouted. "Fine, fine. Gege, tell me everything. What really occurred back then?"

"It was merely a standard dispute over territory," Huo Yunque explained briefly. Just as he was about to elaborate, the sound of a gunshot rang out.

Song Yaoyao gasped in terror. "Gege!"

"It's alright, don't be scared," Huo Yunque said in a soothing, steady voice. "I will be fine. You stay safe and be good."

"Sir, we must go. This area is dangerous!"

Song Yaoyao gripped her phone tightly, her lips pressed together. "Gege, you must promise me you'll return safely."

The background noise on the line grew chaotic with the sound of running feet. After a long pause, Huo Yunque’s deep voice cut through the commotion, reaching her clearly.

"I promise."

After the call ended, Song Yaoyao remained motionless for nearly the entire night.

At the first sign of dawn, she headed out. "Prepare a plane. I am going to Country Y!"

"Miss Song, you cannot! It is far too perilous there. The Master gave orders..."

"Uncle Zhang, my mind is made up." Song Yaoyao spoke with calm resolve. "If anything happens to Gege, I have no desire to live on alone."

In this world, she had no one else.

"Song—"

"Miss Song, I heard rumors that something happened to Mr. Huo?"

Song Yaoyao looked up to see a bouquet of white flowers. A handsome man in a black suit stood there with a wicked grin, offering the flowers. "I'm sorry for your loss."

Despite knowing the reality of the situation, Song Yaoyao was incensed by his words.

She knocked the flowers aside and struck Zhong Li with force. "F*ck you!"

"Ow—"

Zhong Li was momentarily stunned. After a few seconds, he began to chuckle, which turned into a full laugh. "You certainly have a sharp tongue."

Ignoring him entirely, Song Yaoyao moved toward her car.

"Hey, I came all this way. The major families in Country Y are currently at war for power. Are you certain you want to jump into that?" Zhong Li arched an eyebrow. "Aren't you worried you'll be killed?"

"Song Yaoyao!"

Huo Ningxi stepped out of a vehicle and blocked her path. "Be reasonable. You shouldn't go to Country Y right now."

"Ha," Song Yaoyao sneered, glaring at him. "By what right do you stop me? I suspect you're actually hoping something happens to your uncle, aren't you?"

"You..." Huo Ningxi turned pale. "Is that truly what you think of me?"

"Ningxi, are you alright?"

Zhongli Xue approached and took Huo Ningxi's hand. She gave Song Yaoyao a displeased look. "Miss Song, please refrain from being so cruel to Ningxi."