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Chapter 369

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Seeing that he could not stop the young master, the innkeeper sighed softly and followed behind him.

Before long, Yi Lianfan entered the private room with a tray. The moment he reached the door, he was stunned to see Huo Yao there.

It seemed like he had not expected to see her here.

Huo Yao was also surprised to see Yi Lianfan.

Yi Lianfan walked over and placed the soup on the table. "What a coincidence, Huo Yao."

He glanced at Huo Xiang. Yi Lianfan and Old Mr. Yi shared the same surname. "Are you Old Mr. Yi's grandson?"

Huo Yao raised her brow. Yi Lianfan and Old Mr. Yi shared the same surname. "Are you Old Mr. Yi's grandson?"

Huo Yao nodded and replied. "Are you Old Mr. Yi's grandson?"

"We've met twice," said Huo Yao with a nod.

The caretaker who followed them in glanced at Huo Yao quietly. Old Mr. Yi had already given her his identity nameplate, but she had only casually said, "We've met twice." That was not what she really meant.

Yi Lianfan suddenly recalled the familiar figure he had seen when he returned to the old manor. He instantly asked in surprise. "You went to my grandfather's place for dinner some time ago, right?"

"Yes, I did." Huo Yao nodded, but she did not see Yi Lianfan.

Just as he expected.

A look of realization crossed Yi Lianfan's face. He was curious about how Huo Yao knew his grandfather. After all, his grandfather was a picky old man.

Huo Xiang, who had been ignored, raised his head and scanned Yi Lianfan with a cold expression on his handsome face before he turned to look at his little sister. "Are you classmates?"

"Uh huh. We're in the same grade but in different classes," replied Huo Yao softly.

Huo Xiang narrowed his eyes. They were in the same grade but in different classes. Why did this guy seem so familiar with his little sister?

His little sister was so pretty. Did he have ulterior motives?

Hence, Yi Lianfan sensed Huo Xiang's unfriendly gaze, which baffled him.

"I made this soup. Have a taste and tell me if there's anything wrong," said Yi Lianfan after he composed himself.

Huo Yao was surprised. "I didn't know that you knew how to make medicinal cuisine."

After all, he was so young and did not seem like a cook who spent all his time in the kitchen.

"It's a family tradition." Yi Lianfan shrugged.

Alright, that was understandable.

Huo Yao took the bowl and scooped a spoonful of soup. Just as she was about to taste it, her fourth older brother handed her an empty bowl.

She glanced at him from the side.

Huo Xiang straightened his back and said, "Yao, help me."

Huo Yao put down the bowl in her hand and filled it for him.

Huo Xiang accepted the bowl in satisfaction. After taking a sip, he looked at Yi Lianfan. "Are you going to be honest?"

Yi Lianfan was stunned for a moment before he nodded.

"It's just so-so. The smell of medicine is too strong. It's as if I swallowed a bowl of medicine. My throat is filled with the taste of medicine." Huo Xiang shook his head.

Two words were clearly written on his face: Bad review!

Huo Yao picked up the bowl and took a sip. Then she glanced at him warningly before she looked at Yi Lianfan. "Don't listen to my brother. He doesn't know anything."

Huo Xiang was speechless.

Oh no, my sister is actually helping an outsider.

Yi Lianfan smiled. He did not look like he was hurt when someone criticized him.

"The soup is pretty good. It will taste better if you put less lotus seeds in it," commented Huo Yao.

She had ordered a simple nourishing soup, unlike Old Mr. Yi, who was particular about the perfect combination of herbs.

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