Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Thirty minutes later.
Huo Yao arrived at the address that Zhuo Yun had texted her. The moment she got out of the cab, she saw Zhuo Yun waiting at the estate entrance.
She walked over while the cab drove off in the background. Despite Zhuo Yun’s slight disappointment, he quickly smiled forcibly. “Miss Huo, isn’t the incense maker here yet?”
Huo Yao glanced at Zhuo Yun. “Nope.”
Zhuo Yun assumed the incense maker would be coming slightly later and swiftly nodded. “Okay. Let me show you in. I’ll come out again when he’s here.”
Huo Yao did not bother to clarify and softly said, “Mhm.”
Since they were in a bungalow district, Zhuo Yun had driven over. The car was parked by the side of the road. He opened the car door and waited for her to get in before closing it. Then he slid into the driver’s seat.
The estate’s main gates opened for Zhuo Yun to drive in after he swiped the pass and verified his identity.
A few minutes later, Huo Yao got out of the car and glanced at the villa in front of her calmly. She followed behind Zhuo Yun and entered.
Many people were standing in the huge villa, and the atmosphere seemed solemn.
Huo Yao glanced around. Someone standing next to Old Mr. Pei left her a little startled. However, she composed herself quickly.
Min Yu was leaning against the couch. His face was so pale that his lips were devoid of color. He was clearly surprised to see Huo Yao walk in.
He instantly realized that Zhuo Yun had brought her here when he turned to see him walking in behind her.
Min Yu straightened himself slightly. However, he ended up choking and coughing violently from this movement. Blood oozed from the corners of his lips, but he wiped it unhurriedly with a piece of tissue.
“You came.” His voice sounded cold and distant as usual.
Huo Yao’s eyes went dark as she nodded. “Mhm.”
All eyes fell on Huo Yao when she came in. Old Mr. Pei was too occupied thinking about Min Yu’s injury, so he only greeted her briefly. “Huo Yao.”
The moment Old Mr. Pei greeted Huo Yao, Yang Yi realized that she was the ‘Miss Huo’, whom Zhuo Yun kept talking about. He frowned and scrutinized her sharply before averting his eyes.
Yang Yi quickly raised his head again and looked at Zhuo Yun without looking at Huo Yao this time and asked in a deep voice. “Didn’t you go out to get a physician?”
What was the use of bringing this ordinary person here?
Moreover, she was the one who caused Min Yu to suffer a relapse. If she did not ask to meet him at the night market, Min Yu would not have gotten hurt.
Yang Yi’s expression turned colder at the thought.
Zhuo Yun scratched his head. He knew Yang Yi was biased against Huo Yao, so he ignored the cold expression on Yang Yi’s face. He only said softly, “Miss Huo’s friend is a highly skilled physician, and he’s coming over soon.”
Yang Yi sneered before glancing at Huo Yao. “I’m looking forward to meeting him.”
Only a stubborn person like Zhuo Yun would actually think that a highly skilled physician was coming. Why would Huo Yao turn up alone if such a genius truly existed?”
Huo Yao seemed calm. She disregarded his hostility and walked over unhurriedly. She frowned slightly when she caught sight of Min Yu’s face.
He was suffering from a relapse, and his breathing was ragged.
She glanced at the nerve-soothing incense burning by the side. She walked over and put it out.
Yang Yi’s eyes opened wide hastily as he roared. “What are you doing?”
