Pill Maker Bullies The Boss

Ignorant Couple

Song Chaerin looked at the middle-aged man who was standing in their way. He seemed familiar, but she could not put a finger on it, so she asked him in confusion. “And you are?”

“Madam wants to invite you to the café for a chat,” said the middle-aged man.

Despite his polite tone and attitude, the pride in his eyes was unmistakable.

Song Chaerin narrowed her eyes and asked him. “Who is your madam?”

The Lu family butler replied without being humble or pushy. “She’s Madam Lu, Miss Lisa’s foster mother.”

Song Chaerin’s face sank a little when she heard it was the Lu family. She asked him with a frown. “What does she want?”

“I’m not sure, but you can find out once you go over,” said the Lu family butler.

He stood beside them as though he was determined to take them along.

Song Chaerin frowned. She had a terrible impression of He Seohyung. She found He Seohyung’s lofty attitude about being a married woman in high society absolutely pretentious and repulsive. Moreover, she had ill-treated her daughter.

She rejected him straight away. “Sorry, we have no time.”

The butler seemed to have foreseen that they would turn him down, so he added. “Madam Lu wants to talk about Miss Lisa.”

He successfully made Song Chaerin and Huo Jiyong swallow their rejection. Huo Jiyong patted her shoulder and turned to look at the butler. He said, “In that case, we’ll meet her.”

The butler pursed his lips and gestured for them to follow him, leading them to the café.

Song Chaerin glanced sideways at her husband and said somewhat angrily, “I really don’t want to see that woman.”

Huo Jiyong laughed and said, “Why don’t you wait in the car while I meet her alone?”

“Forget it. I want to see what trouble she is up to this time,” sneered Song Chaerin.

They walked into the café shortly after.

It was not too crowded at this hour of the day. He Seohyung was sitting by the window on the right. The moment Song Chaerin and Huo Jiyong came close, they heard her speak up.

“Zhang, tell the manager not to let other patrons come and disturb us,” said He Seohyung.

With her exquisitely done up face, she ordered the butler calmly.

Song Chaerin glanced at He Seohyung. All Song Chaerin had for her was one word: Poser.

“Yes, Madam Lu,” replied the butler reverently and bowed. He moved away and went to the counter.

After he left, He Seohyung’s eyes finally landed on Song Chaerin, and a hint of jealousy swept across her eyes swiftly.

Song Chaerin had always been beautiful when she was young. Now that she was middle-aged, there were barely any signs of wrinkles on her face. She looked 30 years old at best and had an elegant demeanor. She had far more poise than any rich man’s wife.

That made He Seohyung despise Song Chaerin even more. She was acting like a rich elite when the Huo family was impoverished.

He Seohyung pursed her lips. She pointed at the empty chairs before her and said, “Have a seat. Let’s have a chat. You can order anything you like.”

Song Chaerin shook her head and found He Seohyung rather hilarious for acting like the host. She walked over to pull out a chair.

Song Chaerin sat with both hands on the table without ordering anything. She looked at He Seohyung calmly before getting right to the topic and said, “I don’t think there’s anything for us to chat about. Why don’t you cut to the chase?”