Chapter 111: The object of the matchmaking is Huo Jingcheng's second brother

Song Yunwen and Su Ruoyun chatted in the living room. Old Huo's waking time was uncertain, so Song Yunwen invited Su Ruoyun to the flower house in the back to see flowers.

The flower house was equipped with air conditioning and was not too hot.

Su Ruoyun had her hands behind her back, watching the famous flowers on the rows of flower stands from afar.

Song Yunwen twisted the flower scissors lightly, meticulously pruning the excess flower spikes for the spider plant. The breath of green plants around her lingered. Su Ruoyun paced in the flower house, strolling leisurely, her peripheral vision inadvertently catching the tree standing quietly in the blue and white porcelain flower pot on the ground.

Evergreen narrow leaves, star-shaped white flowers. The petals were light and soft, delicate and smooth, the flowers were small and exquisite, white as snow, densely clustered on the green narrow leaves with appropriate thickness, with yellow stamens dotted among them.

"What kind of flower is this?" Su Ruoyun asked curiously.

As she spoke, she bent down, leaned close to the white flowers, wrinkled her nose and sniffed. After a moment, a faint fragrance with a sweet feeling suddenly rushed into her nostrils.

Song Yunwen turned her head to look at the sound and stopped her movements. Then, she looked at Su Ruoyun and explained patiently: "That's orange blossom."

Seeing her full of curiosity, Song Yunwen added a few more words: "The flowering period of orange blossom is generally between March and April..."

After Song Yunwen's explanation, Su Ruoyun nodded in understanding, and began to ponder in her mind, what would it be like to put orange blossom into tea?

The two sat in the flower house for a while, and a servant walked into the glass house to inform the two that Old Huo had woken up.

Song Yunwen stood up unhurriedly, her smile gentle. "Let's go, the old man has been talking about you for a long time."

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The Huo family had a special tea room.

At the corner of the tea table, a gilded beast-pattern bronze furnace stood quietly.

At the mouth of the furnace, wisps of thin fragrant mist were like a line of sky, winding out, rising in curls. The comforting sandalwood fragrance dispersed in the air, the dark fragrance was full, lingering around.

In this room full of fragrant air, several precious antique paintings were placed in a staggered manner, adding a bit of elegance.

Old Huo was already sitting in the tea room. Su Ruoyun greeted politely: "Old Huo."

"You're here." Old Huo closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, leaning half against the chair.

"Mm." She replied, then placed the tea leaves she brought on the tea table.

Su Ruoyun washed her hands and burned incense.

She also brought tea sets when she came, but after seeing the utensils in the tea room, she didn't use them.

Warming the cup, putting in tea... dividing the tea.

Old Huo watched with full concentration.

Pounding tea, grinding tea... seven-soup tea whisking, tea art.

Su Ruoyun held a tea spoon, used clear water to paint, the tea soup foam diluted and changed into white, and a pine and cypress tree jumped up.

Pine and cypress are evergreen all year round, regarded as longevity, symbolizing noble and upright character, and strong and unyielding spirit.

"Your tea art is good." Old Huo held the tea bowl cup and commented.

Su Ruoyun smiled.

Old Huo came downstairs at 2:10, and making tea took an hour. By logic, Su Ruoyun should have left the compound after 3 o'clock.

But Old Huo dragged Su Ruoyun until after 5 o'clock, either using playing chess as an excuse or asking her about tea leaves, making Su Ruoyun embarrassed to propose leaving.

It wasn't until the men of the Huo family came home from work that she realized she had been deceived by this old man. She bit her lower lip gently, met Old Huo's eyes sitting opposite, and Old Huo smiled at her "kindly."

Su Ruoyun felt creepy and moved to the side silently.

At this time, at the driveway at the entrance, a Cullinan stopped slowly.

Huo Jingcheng stepped out of the car with his long legs, then walked into the courtyard quickly. For the Mercedes-Benz that suddenly appeared at the courtyard entrance, he just glanced at it and didn't pay much attention.

Song Yunwen was preparing dinner in the dining room. Seeing Huo Jingcheng enter, she took the initiative to speak: "The old man is in the living room, playing chess with a guest."

Huo Jingcheng nodded slightly, didn't ask who the guest was, just treated it as the old man's chess friend, turned his feet, and walked directly into the living room.

His gaze swept across one of the people in the living room. That figure beside the low table looked outstanding, head down, focused, staring at the chessboard.

Huo Jingcheng's footsteps seemed to have been pressed on the pause button suddenly, stopped abruptly, and he stood still, one hand in his pocket. On his left hand, which usually wore a watch, was a string of agarwood prayer beads.

The steady footsteps approached from far to near. Su Ruoyun was playing chess with Old Huo, and suddenly heard a subtle sound. She looked up subconsciously, her gaze cast toward the living room entrance.

Only to see a tall and slender figure leaning against the door frame, features heroic, brows and eyes deep, still that lazy self.

Her hand shook, and she panicked.

Old Huo: "Eh, are you sure you want to play here?"

Su Ruoyun was stunned, then withdrew her gaze from Huo Jingcheng, lowered her eyes, and her gaze fell on the chessboard again. "I played wrong."

"No regrets in playing, no regrets in playing..." Old Huo said twice, and then placed his white piece.

When Su Ruoyun looked up again, the figure at the door had disappeared.

After a game of chess, Su Ruoyun proposed to leave.

Who knew, when she went out to prepare to leave, the car wouldn't start.

Su Ruoyun's little face wrinkled into a ball, only feeling that she was unlucky. Just right, in front of the driveway, parked exactly Huo Jingcheng's Cullinan.

Seeing this, Song Yunwen walked up, raised her hand, and knocked on the car window gently. The car window descended slowly, revealing her gentle and dignified face.

"Don't be polite with me, have dinner at home tonight before leaving. I'll have someone see what's wrong with the car."

"The aunt at home has already cooked dinner, so I won't bother you."

Seeing Su Ruoyun insist on leaving, Song Yunwen pondered and cast her gaze toward the tall and straight figure standing in the courtyard. "Then I'll have the second send you back."

Su Ruoyun opened her eyes wide. "No... no need, I can just take a taxi myself."

But Song Yunwen didn't listen to her, raised her hand to summon Huo Beiyue, told him about the matter, and said: "You send Ruoyun home."

"Alright, I'll go get the car keys." Huo Beiyue didn't care and agreed.

Hearing this, Song Yunwen raised a shallow smile and said to Su Ruoyun: "Then let Beiyue send you back. There are not many taxis in the compound, and it's hard to get a taxi."

As such, Su Ruoyun could only agree.

Huo Beiyue walked into the courtyard, took his car keys, and prepared to turn out.

Passing the courtyard at the entrance, a faint male voice came to his ear.

"Second Brother."

Huo Beiyue was frightened by this "Second Brother" and turned his head abruptly, only to see Huo Jingcheng leaning against the wall, smiling harmlessly.

The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. He and Huo Jingcheng were only one year apart in age. Since Huo Jingcheng started elementary school, he had never called him brother again.

His back was instantly covered with a layer of thin sweat.

?? My darlings, please keep reading, mua.