Chapter 1642
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The moment she finished her sentence, a limited-edition sports car stopped at the entrance of the restaurant.
A fashionably handsome man in a bright jacket unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.
He walked over to Huo Yao.
"Dad... Am I late?" Meng Da almost called out to him out of habit.
Huo Yao could not appreciate Meng Jue's flashy taste. She touched her forehead and wanted to pretend that she did not know him. "... No. You're early."
"Early?" Meng Da did not understand what his father meant.
Huo Yao coughed. "Nothing. I just meant that you came at the right time."
Meng Jue felt even more puzzled. "?"
Huo Yao did not look at him. Instead, she turned to Li Chenhui and the others and said, "I'm leaving."
Li Chenhui nodded blankly. His eyes were still on Meng Jue's face. "Oh, okay."
"Uh huh." Huo Yao nodded and turned to walk towards the sports car.
Meng Jue raised his head and glanced at Li Chenhui and the others. He nodded politely before he hurried over to open the car door for Huo Yao.
After Huo Yao got in, he closed the door before he walked around the car and sat in the driver's seat.
No matter how one looked at it, it was like deja vu between the boss and the underling.
Li Chenhui watched the sports car drive off into the distance. After a while, he composed himself and muttered. "My junior sister must be the daughter of some tycoon!"
"Please stop letting your imagination run wild." Wen Ping's lips twitched.
"Hey, don't you feel proud to have a junior sister from a tycoon?" Li Chenhui puffed out his chest and raised his chin.
Wen Ping shook his head. The car they had called had arrived. "Fine. Let's get in."
After they got in the car, one of the Math students pouted and said, "Daughter of a tycoon? She sure knows how to brag."
She was just staying in a presidential suite. How could she be the daughter of a tycoon? Did she have to put on such an exaggerated persona?
When Ji Ya heard her classmate's words, she just smiled and shook her head. "Don't underestimate anyone."
Since she was acquainted with Min Yu, she could not be from an ordinary family.
She should ask her mother about it when she got home.
**
In the car.
Meng Da wanted to raise the top of the sports car, but Huo Yao stopped her.
"Boss, when are you flying back to China?"
Meng Jue asked.
Huo Yao casually placed her hand on the door frame. The wind blew her hair back and made her look even more carefree. "I'll be back the day after tomorrow."
"So fast?" Meng Jue was surprised. He thought that his father would stay for a few more days, so he prepared a lot of technical questions to ask.
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