Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Soon, the back chef of the restaurant delivered the food.

While eating, Huo Yao glanced over the third brother who had always used his left hand to eat. Today he used his right hand, his eyes dimmed.

In fact, since he just came back, she had already smelled a faint smell of medicine.

"By the way, third brother, except for Huo Wanying, do the other three competitors have high status in the family?" Huo Yao asked casually while holding a piece of spare ribs.

Huo Yulin is still not used to eating with his right hand, so his movements are a bit slow. He heard the little girl ask about this, so he put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "I thought you would be more interested in Huo Wanying."

Huo Yao raised her eyebrows and commented: "Huo Wanying is indeed good at strength."

Although hostile to her, Huo Wanying has a temperament that makes people unpleasant.

Is it because the other person's looks are pretty good, and the points are added?

Huo Yao felt that sooner or later he would be planted under this **** control.

Gee.

"Although the other three are collateral members, they are also extremely outstanding among the collateral members. Even if they are not better than Huo Wanying, their strength should not be underestimated, and the family status will naturally not be low." Huo Yulin said slowly.

It is precisely because the status is not low, so in the succession competition, the real ambition is exposed.

Huo Yao nodded, "I see."

Don't be low, don't be low, hit him low and it will be over.

Huo Yulin glanced at Huo Yao, always feeling that his sister didn't simply ask these words?

**

The other side.

The dinner table.

"Yan Ying, you didn't release water for the eldest lady in the morning?" Huo Qing looked at Huo Wanying who was sitting across from him, thinking for a long time, and then asked this question.

Huo Wanying paused while holding the chopsticks, raised her head, and faintly replied: "No, her skill, Sanshu, you should be more able to tell if you are sitting underneath."

Huo Qing understood that Huo Wanying was in a bad mood after losing the test, so she didn't care about her tone of voice. After a moment of indulging, she said: "Her performance is indeed a bit unexpected, but don't worry about it. Shooting in the afternoon. The competition is your home court."

Huo Wanying had no appetite to eat at this time, so she put down her chopsticks and gave a perfunctory hum.

"If Master Lin's hand is not injured, he can barely fight with you in the afternoon, but unfortunately he has no chance." Huo Qing pretended to be sorry, and let out a light sigh.

Huo Wanying only pursed her lips, "Underestimate the opponent's fate."

"So such a person is not suitable to be an heir." Huo Qing said unclearly.

Huo Wanying did not answer, stood up, and nodded: "Third Uncle, I have eaten, and the elder asked me to talk about things, so I left."

"Well, you go." Huo Qing waved his hand, but remembering something, he stopped Huo Wanying again, "By the way, Wanying, I made an appointment with your mother for dinner with the elders, you remember To come."

Huo Wanying had already walked to the door. Upon hearing this, she paused slightly, "I see."

When the words fell, she opened the door and went out.

Huo Qing retracted his gaze, after a long time, he let out a sneer.

**

It's afternoon.

The shooting competition is still in the training ground of Huo's family.

However, the competition time has not yet arrived.

When Huo Yao and Huo Yulin went to the training ground, they happened to ran into Huo Qi.

Huo Qi didn't defeat Huo Yulin with any means in the morning, so he didn't look good when he met him, but when he glanced over his left hand, he felt more cheerful in his heart.

"Master Lin, I'm sorry this morning, have you seen a doctor?"

Huo Yulin suddenly sank.