Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Huo Yao entered the villa.

Song Ning glanced at her and said, “You seem to be in a good mood.”

Huo Yao picked up the glass of milk on the table and took a sip and muttered. “Really?”

“Uh huh,” replied Song Ning solemnly before she turned to enter the kitchen.

Huo Yao pulled up a chair and sat down to quietly eat her breakfast.

After she was done with breakfast, she went back to her room to wash up. She opened her drawer to retrieve the list of Chinese herbs that she had made yesterday and contemplated for a few seconds.

She proceeded to take a pen and added a dozen more herbs.

After she was done revising the list, she deleted the photo she took last night and took a photo of her new list with an entire page filled with the names of Chinese herbs. She tapped on her phone and sent the photo to her neighbor.

Huo Yao happily put her phone away, took her school bag, and left the room.

*

Meanwhile, Min Yu acknowledged receipt of Huo Yao’s message before he tapped on it for a look.

He did not know much about Chinese herbs, so he sent them to Zhuo Yun after taking a brief look without much thought.

Zhuo Yun had just come back from outside with breakfast in his hand when he heard his phone ping. He placed the breakfast on the dining table and called Min Yu over to eat before he pulled out his phone.

His eyes instantly opened wide when he saw the list of Chinese herbs.

Zhuo Yun raised his head and looked at Min Yu as he walked over. He opened his mouth hesitantly. “… Does Miss Huo want these Chinese herbs?

Since Huo Yao’s handwriting had a lot of character and stood out distinctly, Zhuo Yun instantly recognized it at a glance.

Min Yu glanced at him calmly before he sat down and acknowledged softly. “Uh huh.”

A few seconds later, he added. “Get these herbs asap.”

Zhuo Yun scratched his head and looked worried. “Some of these herbs are hard to find.”

The first few Chinese herbs on the list were still okay. However, dozens of Chinese herbs at the bottom of the list were rare and expensive.

Zhuo Yun had learned a little about rare herbs when Min Yu was battling his illness. If he was not mistaken, it was near impossible to get his hands on them.

Min Yu replied without so much as raising his head. “In that case, it means they are out there.”

Zhuo Yun’s lips twitched. Although Min Yu’s words made sense, it felt as though he wanted to satisfy Huo Yao unconditionally.

In ancient times, Min Yu would be considered a bad emperor.

Min Yu detected Zhuo Yun giving him strange looks, so he turned to glance at him.

Zhuo Yun veered his eyes. “… Okay. Got it. I will get the herbs asap.”

**

In the afternoon, at school

Huo Yao was having lunch with Meng Ying in the school canteen.

Sometime later, someone from their class came over. “Huo Yao, someone is waiting for you in the broadcasting room.”

Huo Yao raised her head to look at her classmate quizzically.

Her shy classmate lowered his eyes and did not dare to make eye contact with Huo Yao and said, “I think she is your mother.”

Was her mother looking for her?

Huo Yao narrowed her eyes and thanked her classmate for passing the message.

Before long, her classmate left. Meng Ying bit her chopsticks and looked at Huo Yao. “Why don’t you hurry over since your mother is here?”

Huo Yao contemplated for a few seconds and said, “There is no hurry.”

If her biological mother needed to talk to her, she would have called directly.

Since Huo Yao did not seem anxious, Meng Ying said nothing. She proceeded to lower her head and continued eating.

After lunch, Huo Yao headed to the broadcasting room while Meng Ying went back to class.