Chapter 599
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Huo Yao did not reply to Yi Lianfan's message. Instead, she took out the classical Chinese textbook that her language teacher had given her and started reading it.
Although she did not like classical Chinese, she was the top scorer in the college entrance examination.
Forget it. She would just read it.
School ended in the afternoon.
Huo Yao walked out of the school and glanced at the cars parked by the roadside. She raised her hand to check the time. This was strange. Her father never came late.
She pondered for a few seconds before she took out her phone to make a call.
Just as she was about to dial the number, she heard a familiar voice. Her fingers froze, and she raised her head.
"You coward. It's finally your turn!" Lu Ziming was standing in front of Huo Yao. He was a skinny, 1.7m tall teenager with a cheeky look on his face.
Huo Yao glanced at Lu Ziming. She pressed the button on the side and turned off the screen before putting her phone back in her pocket. "What's wrong? Didn't you bring your sidekick along today? Are you afraid of getting beaten up? "
Lu Ziming was a little afraid after being beaten up by Huo Yao twice. He could be arrogant over the phone, but he was very guarded in front of Huo Yao.
"... You crazy woman. Do you think anyone is as violent as you?" said Lu Ziming stiffly.
Huo Yao tidied her sleeves unhurriedly. There was a hint of impatience in her exquisite eyes as she said, "You have one minute."
Lu Ziming instinctively took a step back when he saw her. Then he told her the reason for his visit. "It's my birthday this Wednesday..."
Meanwhile, the Lu family's chauffeur had just arrived at No.1 Middle School. He glanced around but did not see Lu Xia. Instead, he spotted Lu Ziming.
The chauffeur was surprised. He hurriedly knocked on the passenger's window. Before long, the window wound down to reveal He Xiaoman's exquisitely made-up face.
"Madam, I think that's Young Master," said the chauffeur as he bent over and pointed in Huo Yao's direction.
Hearing that, He Xiaoman turned to look out of the window. Book 8?
She knew that her youngest son might come to see her adopted daughter today, so she was not surprised.
The chauffeur glanced at He Xiaoman's expression and asked her. "Should I go get him?"
He Xiaoman contemplated before she raised her hand. "Not yet."
The driver did not say anything. He walked to the side and waited for Lu Xia to come out.
*
Over here.
"I'm not going," said Huo Yao coldly as she interrupted Lu Ziming.
Lu Ziming had expected the coward to reject him, but he was still displeased to see her so decisively. "Why?"
Huo Yao looked at him coldly and said, "Go back and tell your mother not to provoke me. She can't afford to offend some people."
Without sparing Lu Ziming another glance, she walked to the side of the road. Lu Ziming wanted to follow her, but Huo Yao shot him a cold look. He instantly froze on the spot.
That gaze made him feel an instinctive fear.
Lu Ziming clenched his fists as he looked at Huo Yao's back. He could not understand why the coward in his memory had become so terrifying.
*
Huo Yao walked to the side of the road and took out her phone. She wanted to call her father to ask about the situation.
As soon as the phone was unlocked, a WeChat message popped up on the top of the screen.
[Look to your left.]
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