Chapter 1: One Slap One Kiss

The night grew heavy, the lamps were lit, and the blurred lights illuminated a small patch of ground.

Licking, gnawing, tearing.

The refreshing scent of mint, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco.

The air was filled with a dry heat.

……

A phone rang, and Su Ruoyun woke up from her dream with a start, raising her hand to pick up the culprit that had disturbed her good dream.

"Hello." Her tone was quite unfriendly.

Her friend's voice came through, "Tsk, still sleeping? That bottle of wine last night was quite powerful."

Su Ruoyun lay back down on the bed and spoke lazily: "If I'm still sleeping, is a ghost calling you?"

"Listening to your tone, you didn't have a wet dream, did you?" Her friend laughed maliciously.

The brazen laughter reached this end of the phone, and Su Ruoyun replied with a "Get lost."

She raised her hand and discovered a bite mark on the web of her thumb. She held her hand up to her eyes, examining it carefully while asking: "What exactly happened at the bar last night? Why is there a tooth mark on my hand?"

Hearing this, her friend's tone remained calm, "Nothing much, you were just holding a man and gnawing on him. The tooth mark was probably left by that man."

"……" Su Ruoyun.

"You call this nothing? Why didn't you stop me?"

Her friend was also helpless and sighed, "You were too enthusiastic. The three of us together couldn't stop you; you just kept sticking to him."

After she finished speaking, she didn't hear Su Ruoyun's voice for a long time, "Why aren't you talking?"

"……The person is dead, do not disturb!"

Another burst of unbridled laughter came from the phone.

Su Ruoyun was too angry to deal with her and hung up the phone directly.

——

The weather in mid-May was getting warmer, with temperatures rising to thirty degrees. Su Ruoyun entered from the East Gate, drove her Mercedes to the open space in the courtyard, parked it neatly, and opened the door to get out.

An employee passing by saw her and greeted her: "Boss Lady."

Su Ruoyun nodded slightly to acknowledge. After locking the car, she went around to the front courtyard. While strolling leisurely on the gravel path, she played with her car keys, looping the key ring around her index finger and swinging it, which was enough to show how relaxed she was.

Walking to the front courtyard, Xiao Hu, the cashier at the front desk, had sharp eyes and spotted Su Ruoyun's figure at a glance, saying in surprise: "Boss Lady is here so early today."

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun blinked, then looked up at the wall clock on the white wall to the side. The time displayed was 12:35 PM. Compared to the owners of other shops, she wasn't actually here early.

Xiao Hu saw her action and chuckled twice. Usually, Su Ruoyun wouldn't come to the tea house until one or two in the afternoon, and sometimes it was even possible she wouldn't come at all. Today's arrival time was considered early compared to usual.

The Boss Lady was easygoing, which made things easier for them as employees.

Su Ruoyun cleared her throat, raised her hand to pat Xiao Hu on the shoulder, and steered the conversation away, "Which private room did Mr. Huo book?"

"Guanlan."

Hearing this, she raised her eyebrows; another person with money to burn.

Guanlan was the private room with the highest minimum spend at One River Tobacco. The price she set was 100,000, excluding the room fee and hourly fee.

100,000 just to drink a pot of tea, tsk tsk, Su Ruoyun shook her head, but she would be a fool not to earn money.

"What time is the appointment?"

Xiao Hu put her hand on the mouse, pulled up the booking information in the system, looked at the information displayed on the screen, and said: "Two o'clock in the afternoon."

Su Ruoyun tapped her right toe on the ground, leaned back against the wall, crossed her arms, and her gaze fell on the system screen. It was marked as Mr. Huo, two people.

She had opened this tea house, One River Tobacco, for nearly three months and hadn't personally received anyone yet. Usually, the tea servers hired by the tea house entertained the customers. Last night, she received a message from Xiao Hu saying that Mr. Huo from Hongsheng had booked a private room.

Mr. Huo from Hongsheng was also a figure in Beijing. Before reaching the age of forty, he stood at the top of the business world. The most important thing was... according to her guess, this Mr. Huo was nine times out of ten at odds with her brother.

When she opened the business, her brother gave a small suggestion: to hang a sign at the entrance with the nine big characters 【Huo Jingcheng and dogs are not allowed to enter】.

With such deep hatred, Su Ruoyun became more and more curious about what kind of person Huo Jingcheng was, to make her brother, this good-natured man, say such things.

That was why she came to the tea house early today, preparing to personally entertain this Mr. Huo.

Su Ruoyun stretched, thinking that it was still early, and she would go take a nap. After informing Xiao Hu, she walked to the lounge in the backyard.

During the initial design of the tea house's renovation, Su Ruoyun had planned a large lounge for herself, designed exactly like her room at home, and the furniture inside was also identical.

After entering the room, she lay straight on the big bed and didn't wake up slowly until the alarm set for 1:30 rang.

Su Ruoyun changed out of her T-shirt and jeans, picked a moon-white qipao from the closet to put on, with a stand-up collar and frog buttons, outlining her slender and graceful figure. Her two fair and slender arms were bare. She also coiled her long, slightly wavy hair into a low bun, fixed it with a hairpin, and as she walked, her posture was graceful, the tassels swaying back and forth, possessing a unique charm.

Walking to the Guanlan private room, the tea set needed had already been set out one by one. Su Ruoyun knelt on the futon cushion, waiting quietly for this Mr. Huo's arrival.

It was just that... half an hour later, she didn't even see a shadow.

Su Ruoyun looked up at the wall clock, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed. Her already limited patience was disappearing bit by bit. She hated this kind of person who wasn't punctual.

She wanted to leave directly, but thinking of the 50,000 for the room fee plus hourly fee and the 100,000 for the tea, Su Ruoyun decided to wait for him for another fifteen minutes.

But twenty minutes passed, and Huo Jingcheng still hadn't arrived.

While taking out her phone to search on an online shopping platform (custom small wooden sign engraving), she supported the corner of the tea table with her right hand, stood up, walked down the platform in a few steps, and rubbed her aching knees.

After sending the nine characters to be engraved to the customer service, Su Ruoyun's gaze fell on the pot of jasmine tea on the tea table, and she rolled her eyes. It was truly a waste of good intentions, and she had even wasted the jasmine tea she had brewed for free to entertain him.

Her phone vibrated once; it was the customer service replying to her message.

"Sorry dear, our shop cannot engrave words that insult people. Please think again, would you like to engrave something else?"

"……"

She took a small step forward, picked up the purple clay teapot with a handle, walked to the back window unhurriedly, leaned against the window with a lazy posture, and raised her hand to pour out the whole pot of jasmine tea.

Outside the window was a mountain, adjacent to the backyard, and there was only her lounge, so Su Ruoyun tilted the teapot without any scruples. Feeling that she hadn't poured the tea inside clean enough, she lifted the lid and shook it twice more.

Suddenly, a short exclamation floated into the wooden window.

Su Ruoyun's hand holding the teapot paused, thinking to herself that it was bad, and hurriedly leaned out.

She happened to bump into a pair of deep black eyes, with a trace of coldness in them. The hawk-like eyes easily captured her heart.

A whole pot of warm jasmine tea was poured directly onto the man's head, not only wetting his hair but also his suit. Even a few white jasmine flowers stuck to the man's suit collar, looking particularly eye-catching against the black.

The dripping water droplets trickled down the man's forehead hair. He didn't look disheveled; instead, it washed away the cold and hard temperament on his body, and the hair roots wet by the tea were filled with water vapor.

Immediately after, another head popped out from under the eaves. Su Ruoyun's eyes drifted, and she saw Xiao Li's stiff and dark face. The two looked at each other, speechless.

Her fingers couldn't help but dig into the edge of the windowsill, her fingertips turning white. It couldn't be such a coincidence, could it? He was Huo Jingcheng.

Su Ruoyun had heard some evaluations of him from business people before: ruthless, sinister, and cold-blooded.

Countless financial news stories flashed through her mind one after another, about ruining other people's industrial chains, ruining other people's companies...

Su Ruoyun closed her eyes. She wouldn't be ruined to death, would she?

She endured the urge to bite her tongue and commit suicide, bit her lower lip lightly, her hands clinging to the windowsill trembling, and spoke weakly, her voice soft.

"Mr... Mr. Huo, I'm sorry."

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