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Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss CH 122

Author:Nalanxian Category:urban Update time:2023-01-02 18:30:48

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Moments later, she looked at Min Yu and calmly said as though it was not a big deal, “The nerve-soothing incense, which I bought online for Granny, worked quite well.

Come by the school, post the classes in a couple of days, and Ill pass some to you.”

Min Yu recalled the incense online shop whose link she had shared with him previously.

He shook his head and laughed.

After a moment, he said, “Its fine.

Ill be alright after resting for a few days.”

Huo Yao touched her nose tip and nodded.

“Okay…”

But she paused and added as an afterthought.

“If you change your mind, let me know.”

“Mhm,” said Min Yu gently without taking it to heart.

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Twenty minutes later, Huo Yao thanked Min Yu before heading into her estate.

The sky was already dark.

Huo Yao went upstairs and opened the front door to enter the apartment and spotted Huo Yanxi, who had not been home in a long time.

He was sitting on the couch with his arms crossed.

His face was livid.

A light gun powder scent floated in the air.

Huo Yao narrowed her eyes and put her sling bag on the cabinet.

Huo Yanxi looked at Huo Yao and hastily stood up.

He looked at her angrily and said, “Cant you just cut it out”

“Son, calm down before you talk,” said Huo Jinyan deeply with a frown on his face.

Though Huo Yao was completely unruffled by Huo Yanxis blatant line of questioning, there was no warmth in her eyes.

“This is odd.

What outrageous act have I committed this time to piss you off so badly”

The moment Huo Yanxi saw Huo Yaos indifference, he seethed with even more anger.

“How can you have the cheek to ask this question Where have you sent Lu Xias grandmother”

Huo Yao recalled the numerous calls which He Xiaoman made to her and roughly guessed the reason for his anger.

Since Old Madam Yang did not go back to the Lu family and Huo Yao had visited her apartment the same day, the Lu family conveniently surmised that Huo Yao had hidden her away after getting her discharged from the hospital.

After all, Huo Yao seemed the most likely suspect.

Huo Yanxi inhaled deeply in the face of his sisters silence.

He did his utmost to control his emotions before he said, “I know you are close to Xiaxias grandmother, but you cant take her away without saying a word.”

Huo Yao smiled playfully and said, “Im curious as to who told you that I was the one who took Old Madam Yang out of the hospital.

Was it Lu Xia Hmm”

Huo Yanxi frowned and retorted haltingly.

“She just called me…”

But before he could finish, Huo Yao interrupted, “You were so certain I was the one who took off with her the moment she called you.

What if I said I wasnt the one who took her”

Huo Tingrui raised his brow slightly when he heard Huo Yao.

His baby sister was undoubtedly good at rhetorical debate.

Although Huo Yanxi was stunned by her question, he swiftly regained composure and said, “Fine.

Since you insist that you didnt take her away, why didnt you answer the Lu familys phone calls and even turned off your phone Arent you inviting the Lu familys suspicion by doing this”

Huo Yao found this even more hilarious.

She calmly retrieved her phone from her pocket and pressed its power button several times.

A low battery icon appeared on its screen before it automatically powered off.

“See that Its out of battery,” replied Huo Yao airily.

Then she handed her phone to Huo Yanxi and continued somewhat sarcastically.

“If you dont believe me, why dont you check it yourself”

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