Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Huo Yao patted Meng Ying’s shoulder and said without any inhibition, “Come on. I am feeling generous today, so I will buy you lunch.”

It was already 12:00 pm when they finished the second part of the competition.

Meng Ying quietly followed behind Huo Yao. They walked out of the school campus, and hailed a cab. Huo Yao gave the address to the driver.

After they got off the car and Meng Ying saw the restaurant name, her legs froze. She automatically grabbed Huo Yao’s arm.

Huo Yao turned her head and raised her brows slightly. “Yes?”

Meng Ying smiled uneasily. “This restaurant is strictly members-only and needs reservations. D-did you make a reservation?”

“Nope.” Huo Yao pulled some stray hair behind her ear. Meng Ying’s face cracked.

Huo Yao pursed her lips and smiled mesmerizingly. “I just need to show my face.”

Meng Ying went speechless. “…”

She was so shameless.

The moment Huo Yao entered through the door, the restaurant manager noticed his boss’s daughter coming in. In an instant, the seriousness on his face was replaced with a warm, harmless smile and he walked over to Huo Yao unhurriedly.

“Young Mistress… how do you do?” said the restaurant manager as he bowed.

Huo Yao nodded.

Just as she was about to ask if they had seats, the restaurant manager said, “I have already saved you a booth and a private room. Would you like to dine on the first floor or second floor?”

Huo Yao glanced at the restaurant manager quizzically. From the sound of it, he seemed to be expecting her for lunch.

She narrowed her eyes before she turned to ask Meng Ying. “Where do you want to sit?”

Meng Ying was a little surprised. She stammered while replying. “Erm… E-either one works. I-I don’t have a preference.”

Huo Yao pondered before she said, “We will take the second floor.”

“Okay. Allow me to show you the way.” The restaurant manager asked them to follow him in a polite manner.

After entering the private room, he served them tea and took their orders before he left the room.

Huo Yao picked up the teapot unhurriedly and poured tea for Meng Ying. Meng Ying finally composed herself.

“This restaurant is…”

Huo Yao picked up her teacup and took a sip before she interrupted. “Don’t ask. What can I say? I just have a really useful face.”

Meng Ying went quiet.

Never mind. She ought to just shut up and quietly freeload off Huo Yao.

Since she was Young Mistress Huo, the kitchen prepared the food very quickly and all the dishes were served in about 20 minutes.

Meng Ying used her phone to take a picture of the spread on the table and sent it to her social media account.

Initially, she wanted to secretly take a photo of Huo Yao. However, Huo Yao detected her movement before she even framed a shot. She ended up only managing to take a picture of Huo Yao’s hand on the table.

Shortly after she posted it online, a lot of people liked her photo. Most of the people were not talking about the fine spread. Instead, they were talking about Huo Yao’s hand.

Huo Yao had beautiful slender hands that looked like a piece of art.

Meng Ying held her phone and sighed as she ate. She certainly lived up to her name as Sister Big Shot. People were more interested in her hand than the food.

Huo Yao was not in the habit of using her phone while she ate. She raised her head and glanced at Meng Ying before she shook her head without saying a word.

After Meng Ying finished replying to the last comment, she closed her social media. A second later, a red dot appeared on her social media application. Her fingertips paused before she tapped on it to see that a cousin had liked her photo as well.

He also sent a comment: [The hand looks beautiful.]