Huo Yao turned to look at Meng Ying and asked her. "Are you going to the hospital? Do you need a lift?"
Meng Ying composed herself and quickly waved her hand. "It's fine. I don't want to trouble you."
Huo Yao did not insist any further and got in the car.
Meng Ying stood distracted, watching the car drive off. She was still wondering about where she had seen Huo Yao's older brother before.
**
Huo Yao sat in the front passenger seat in the car. She looked sideways at Huo Xiang as he drove. "Brother Xiang, what did you want to write to me earlier in the day?"
Huo Xiang tightened his grip on the steering wheel subconsciously. Then he acted as though it was nothing important and shook his head. "It's no big deal."
What was going on? Each time he was with his little sister, he could not help feeling nervous. Why?
Huo Yao raised her brow and exposed him ruthlessly. "You look nervous. It doesn't look that simple to me."
