As soon as her words fell, a coquettish limited-edition sports car stopped at the door of the restaurant.
In the driver's cab, a handsome man with a trendy appearance and a bright coat unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.
He walked towards Huo Yao.
"Dad... Am I late?" Meng Jue almost called out to Dad out of habit.
Huo Yao really couldn't appreciate Meng Jue's flirtatious taste, touched the center of his brow with his fingers, and wanted to pretend that he didn't know him, "...No, you came early."
"Morning?" Meng Jue didn't quite understand what his father meant.
Huo Yao coughed, "It's nothing, I mean you came just in time."
Meng Jue became more and more strange: "?"
Huo Yao didn't look at him again, but turned to Li Chenhui and the others and said, "Senior brother, I'm leaving first."
Li Chenhui nodded blankly, his gaze still on Meng Jue's face, "Oh, ok."
"En." Huo Yao nodded, turned and walked towards the sports car.
Seeing this, Meng Jue raised his head and glanced at Li Chenhui and his group, nodded politely, then hurried to open the car door for Huo Yao.
After Huo Yao got in, he took the initiative to close the door again, and then walked around the body and sat back in the driver's cab.
No matter how you look at this scene, it looks like the sight of the younger brother and the boss.
Li Chenhui looked at the sports car going away, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, and murmured: "My little junior sister must be the daughter of some chaebol!"
"Please stop spreading your brain holes." The corners of Wen Ping's lips twitched.
"Damn, don't you think there is a chaebol junior sister who is very face-saving when you talk about it!" Li Chenhui raised his head and chest, showing a little satisfaction.
Wen Ping shook his head. At this time, the car they called up also arrived, so he just pushed him, "Okay, let's get in the car first."
After a few people got into the car, someone from the School of Mathematics in the back curled their lips and said, "Return the riches of the chaebol, how can you be so bragging."
Isn't it just living in a presidential suite, and it's still a chaebol's daughter, why don't you want such an exaggerated stand-up design
When Ji Ya heard what her classmate said, she just smiled and shook her head, "Don't underestimate anyone."
The girl who can get in touch with the Min family is probably not just an ordinary person.
When she goes back, she should ask her mother.
**
in the car.
Meng Jue wanted to raise the hood of the sports car, but was stopped by Huo Yao.
"Boss, when is your flight back home?"
Meng Jue asked a question.
Huo Yao's hand rested casually on the door frame of the car, and the incoming wind blew her hair back, making that bright face even more carefree, "Come back the day after tomorrow."
"So fast?" Meng Jue was surprised, thinking that Huo Yao would stay for a few more days, so he prepared a lot of technical questions to ask.
Huo Yao tilted his head slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Meng Jue, "Why, don't you want to part with Dad?"
The corners of Meng Jue's lips twitched, and his expression became a little complicated, "You say you are a girl, why do you always want to be someone's father?"
Huo Yao shrugged, with a confident face, "No way, strength means everything."
Meng Jue: "..."
He forgot that this guy has always been shameless.
"It happens that there are a lot of difficult technical problems in the company." Meng Jue smiled half a smile, "We need a capable person like you."
Huo Yao glanced at him with disgust, "I think you can raise your pillow a little higher when you sleep."
(end of this chapter)