Old Mr. Pei: [Hehehe. If you teach me how to make the incense, I won’t tell on you.]
Huo Yao sneered. She wanted to tell the old man to wash up and sleep. Just as she was about to hit send, she received another text.
Old Mr. Pei: [From now on, I will give you a 30% discount when you buy meds from my store.]
Huo Yao’s fingers instantly deleted the text she composed and retyped it: [Sure thing. I’m a great teacher.]
Old Mr. Pei was still trying to come up with his kill shot in case his last text failed: […]
Did she agree so easily?
It was not what he had imagined.
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*
Huo Yao put her phone away and looked out of the window. She recalled that her grandmother was probably out of medicine by now. It was about time she made more and mailed them to her.
She would come up with a list when she got back.
The car reached their estate before long.
Huo Yao’s phone rang after she entered the villa.
It was Zhuo Yun calling her.
She hit answer as she changed into her indoor slippers.
“Miss Huo, are you home now?” asked Zhuo Yun courteously.
He was downstairs at the old Huo residence with Yang Yi sitting in the front passenger seat.
“Yeah, I am. What’s up?” Huo Yao walked into the living room and poured herself a drink.
Zhuo Yun was holding a box. “I have something to show you. Mind coming downstairs?”
“Now?” Huo Yao raised her brow.
“Uh huh? I’m right downstairs.” Zhuo Yun looked outside the car window.
“I moved. I don’t stay there anymore.” Huo Yao placed the glass on the table.
Huo Jinyan thought she was talking to someone he knew, so he asked her. “Yao, who are you talking to?”
Huo Yao turned to reply to him. “Some friend you haven’t met before.”
Zhuo Yun heard a voice coming from the background. Although it sounded a little familiar, he was unable to recall where he had heard it before. Instead, he paused and asked her. “So, where do you live now? Can you send me your address?”
Huo Yao went quiet before responding. “I’ll send you the GPS location.”
“Sure. I’ll see you there in a bit,” said Zhuo Yun.
After hanging up, Huo Yao sent Zhuo Yun a text with her GPS location.
Two seconds later, she received a question mark from him.
Huo Yao pursed her lips but did not reply.
*
Zhuo Yun looked at her location and was extremely surprised. Was this not his boss’s estate?
“Why are you in a daze?” Zhuo Yun looked stunned after seeing the GPS location, so Yang Yi could not help asking him.
Zhuo Yun raised his head and placed the phone before Yang Yi’s eyes. “Look at this.”
Yang Yi’s eyes landed on the screen. Two seconds later, his expression became odd too.
“Miss Huo lives in the same estate as our boss!” Zhuo Yun put his phone away and started the engine.
Two seconds later, he sighed and said, “I didn’t manage to buy the villa next door.”
Yang Yi glanced at him. He was the one who had failed to convince the owners to sell it.
The car arrived back at the estate 30 minutes later. Zhuo Yun texted Huo Yao asking her for the exact address.
Before long, Zhuo Yun received a reply.
Zhuo Yun was stunned once again when he saw the location. It was one hell of a coincidence!
The villa next door that he had been trying to purchase was astonishingly Huo Yao’s new place.
So, the owner whom he approached previously was Huo Yao’s biological father.
Zhuo Yun turned to look at Yang Yi with a complicated expression on his face.
