Zhuo Yun looked at Old Mr. Pei and said instinctively, “She was the one who……”


  “She’s just a normal student.”


  Before Zhuo Yun could say that Huo Yao was the one who gave them the incense sticks, Min Yu’s indifferent voice interrupted him from the backseat.

  Zhuo Yun glanced into the rearview mirror.

  Old Mr. Pei did not notice Zhuo Yun’s reaction and said, “The little lass knows Chinese medicine intensively. If she studies it, I’m sure she will do well.”


  Min Yu’s cold eyes were looking outside the window. A long while later, he said, “Maybe.”


  Old Mr. Pei hesitated for a second but then he firmed up and looked at Min Yu. “I have a favor to ask.”


  “Go on.”


  “It’s rare to encounter youngsters with good judgment about Chinese medicine these days. Young Master Min, is it possible to give me the young lady’s phone number?”


  Old Mr. Pei looked a little embarrassed when he uttered these words. He wanted to say this when they were at the Yi residence, but he restrained himself out of fear that Old Mr. Yi might get angry with him.

  Zhuo Yun’s lips twitched. This was really developing into large scale undermining.

  Min Yu went quiet briefly before he said, “I’ll ask her.”


  “Okay.”


  Min Yu took out his phone and texted Huo Yao.

  [Old Mr. Pei would like to have your contact number.]

  Huo Yao replied not too long after.

  Medicine Pill: [Okay.]

  Min Yu raised his head and looked at Old Mr. Pei and said, “Will WeChat do?”


  Despite Old Mr. Pei’s advanced age, he had kept up with the times. Naturally, he was well-acquainted with WeChat. He immediately beamed and said, “Yup. Just get her to add me. My WeChat ID is my phone number.”


  Min Yu sent Huo Yao Old Mr. Pei’s phone number before long.

  Medicine Pill: [Done.]

  Old Mr. Pei took out his phone. A red icon badge was showing on his address book, which he tapped on. He quickly verified Huo Yao’s friend request and added her to his WeChat. Then he sent her a cute emoticon and wrote ‘hi’.

  Huo Yao’s lips twitched when she saw the emoticon which Old Mr. Pei had used. However, she sent him the same emoticon back out of courtesy.

  They chatted casually for a bit and then called it a day. Huo Yao got out of the cab at the spicy hot pot restaurant, which was located just before their estate.

  Huo Yao ordered two servings of the hot pot for a takeaway and went next door to buy cake. Then she headed happily to her estate with all the food.

  Before long, she opened the door and entered the apartment.

  “Ye-a-oo, you’re back,” said Song Ning in a muffled tone as she lay on the couch with a beauty mask on her face.

  Her father was sitting there, watching the television. His eyes lit up when he saw spicy hot pot and a cake in her hands. “Did you bring me supper?”


  Huo Yao placed two bowls on the dining table and replied bluntly. “Nope, it’s not good for you to have supper, considering your figure.”


  Huo Jinyan lowered his head to look at his belly. “.……”


  This was absolutely hurtful.

  Huo Yao looked at the living room, but Huo Xiang was nowhere in sight, so she reckoned him to be upstairs in his room. She took out her phone and texted him.

  Before long, Huo Xiang came downstairs after receiving the text.

  Huo Yao had already poured the hot pot into two bowls. One was spicy, while the other was non-spicy.

  Huo Xiang came over and sat down in front of her. She placed the non-spicy portion in front of him. “Brother Xiang, eat up.”


  “Haven’t you eaten yet?” asked Song Ning casually after removing her mask and standing up.