Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss Chapter 332: Aren’t We Poor?

Chapter 332: Aren’t We Poor?

Meng Ying looked at Huo Yao. She felt Huo Yao looked like she was up to some mischief. “What surprise?”
“You’ll know in a few days.” Huo Yao smiled ambiguously.
Meng Ying touched her nose as her heart throbbed. “Why do I have a bad feeling about it?”
It felt more like a scare to her.
“How’s your father doing?” Huo Yao changed the subject.
The moment she brought this up, a look of gratitude emerged on Meng Ying’s face. “He’s recovering quickly. He was discharged a couple of days ago. Sister Big Shot, your meds were super effective. Thank you.”
Her mother had shown the medicine to a professional and was told that it was really effective. Moreover, he had told her that those pills were hard to obtain in the market, and came at a steep price.
Huo Yao raised her brow and said, “That’s great.”
“Mom wants to buy you dinner on one of the days. You ought to be quite free now, right? How about dinner at my place tonight?” Meng Ying’s eyes gleamed as she invited Huo Yao with all her heart.
“Not tonight. I’m shifting places.” Huo Yao shook her head.
“Oh, are you moving? Where to?” asked Meng Ying curiously.
Huo Yao went quiet for two seconds. “I don’t know either.”
Meng Ying: “...”
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After school, Song Ning picked Huo Yao up in their new car.
Huo Yao’s temples throbbed when she spotted the familiar estate entrance ten minutes later. She turned her head and looked at her mother. “Is this where our new house is located?”
Song Ning swiped the card and the automatic door opened smoothly. “Yup. We have owned this place for a few years but never used it.”
Huo Yao looked out of the car window. After making a few turns, it finally pulled up in front of a villa. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the next door villa.
This world was certainly full of surprises.
Huo Yao got off the car and looked at the place for a long time. She turned her head to look at her mother, who was walking over after parking the car, and asked her sadly. “Mom, aren’t we poor?”
Song Ning’s lips twitched. She recalled how her daughter had enquired at that time whether they were rich and how she misunderstood them to be poor. Both Song Ning and Huo Jinyan had found it hilarious. Neither of them had explained their family’s actual financial situation to her yet.
Song Ning cleared her throat and said, “We bought this house a few years ago when the prices were low, so it really isn’t that expensive.”
Huo Jinyan claimed it was cheap when he purchased a car worth millions. Now here her mother was professing that this extravagant villa was affordable... A look of suspicion emerged on Huo Yao’s face.
Song Ning felt a little uneasy from Huo Yao’s strange looks. She pretended not to see her daughter’s expression and walked into the villa.
Huo Yao trailed behind her, only to see opulence oozing from every corner of the house. She could not help sighing.
Was her family really not supposed to be poor?
“Do you like how it looks?” asked Huo Jinyan when he saw his daughter come in while he was busy displaying his stuff.
Huo Yao nodded quietly. The place was worth a bomb, so what else could she say?
Song Ning walked over. “Here is the access card for the estate entrance and the villa key. Oh, the password for the door is your birthday. Take them first in case I forget about it later.”
Song Ning went on to unpack.
“Why don’t you check out your room upstairs? Take a right, it’s the largest one located at the end of the corridor.” Huo Jinyan removed a vase from a box and placed it on the cabinet by the door.
Since her parents were busy sorting out the stuff and she was of little use to them, Huo Yao headed upstairs. She walked to the end of the corridor and entered the room.