Chapter 119: Fireworks to set the love

Listening to Huo Jingcheng's playful tone, Su Ruoyun lowered her eyes and bit her lip angrily. Having been "teased" by this man twice in a row, and using such things to "tease" her, she naturally didn't have a good expression.

Seeing her poor expression, Huo Jingcheng didn't dare to be "mouthy" again. He wasn't the kind of person who liked to "suppress before lifting." The transition from shock to surprise didn't make people feel like a surprise, and the deliberately created contrast made the surprise lose its flavor, completely losing the look a surprise should have.

He stood up, walked to Su Ruoyun's side, and stood still, his eyes flickering, his tone carrying a hint of teasing: "If this continues, you could hang an oil bottle on your mouth."

As Huo Jingcheng spoke, he reached out a large, bony hand and grabbed her slender wrist firmly. The rise and fall of her pulse were clearly transmitted to his palm, one after another, along the meridians, following the blood, and vibrating into his heart bit by bit.

Huo Jingcheng's expression was inexplicably firm. He leaned down, lay by her ear, and said in a low voice: "Take you to another place, you will like it."

"... Really?" Su Ruoyun was silent for a moment, turned her head to look at him, her tone of questioning flat.

He had to solve the trouble he caused himself. Huo Jingcheng rubbed her inner wrist with his fingertips, as if comforting her, and lowered his voice to coax her: "Really."

When leaving the private banquet, they called a designated driver. An hour later, the Cullinan stopped in the emergency parking zone of the Tongyun Bridge.

Looking down from the bridge, the water flowed vast and mighty, from north to south. The Jinghang Dayunhe wound and stretched, the sparkling waves flickering under the interweaving of the streetlights on the cross-river bridge and the bright moonlight, like broken gold scattered on the silk cloth woven by the river water.

The designated driver had already left the bridge. The black Cullinan was like a dark night beast lying in wait, its body lines tough and smooth, stopping quietly in between.

Huo Jingcheng leaned back against the seat, his legs naturally crossed, closing his eyes to pretend to sleep. Just when Su Ruoyun wanted to open her mouth to call him, he suddenly opened his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose with his long fingers, and then opened the door to get out of the car, walked around the front of the car, and opened the other side of the car door for Su Ruoyun.

As soon as the door opened, the night wind rushed toward her face. Su Ruoyun hugged her arms imperceptibly, and her warm palms brushed over her slightly cool forearms, as if this could relieve it.

It was already 9:30 PM, and there were not many vehicles passing through the cross-river bridge, and occasionally a few flew past.

On the cross-river bridge, Su Ruoyun was wearing a halter-neck suspender dress that didn't reach her knees, with no warmth to speak of, her slender legs exposed in the night. She tried her best to keep her legs together, trying to reduce the range of being blown by the cool wind.

Huo Jingcheng's gaze swept over the person beside him inadvertently, capturing her shrinking small movements. Without much hesitation, he neatly raised his hand and took off his trench coat.

The next second, the trench coat with his body temperature covered Su Ruoyun's shoulders properly.

There was no longer the faint tobacco smell of the past, replaced by the steady and mellow ebony agarwood scent, strands of it, as if an invisible warmth wrapped her whole body.

Huo Jingcheng's open hands wrapped around her back, and the thin trench coat covered her whole body. The two were close, and ambiguity spread in the night wind. Su Ruoyun wrinkled her nose and could smell the alcohol on him.

She raised her nose and sniffed seriously. The fragrance of white wine together with the scent of ebony agarwood passed through her lungs.

After Huo Jingcheng put on the trench coat for her, his hands naturally grabbed the collar, lowered his eyes to look at her, watching her sniffing around like a "little cub," his lips curled slightly.

The next second, Su Ruoyun felt the trench coat on her shoulders showing signs of slipping, so she hurriedly raised her hand to pull it, and her peripheral vision inadvertently bumped into his unblinking gaze.

The gazes of the two met in mid-air.

The eye contact lasted only one or two seconds, and her heartbeat grew faster and faster. Su Ruoyun hurriedly looked away, her two hands firmly pulling the trench coat.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng turned around, paced to the bridge, supported his hands on the railing casually, and looked across the Jinghang Dayunhe toward the pitch-black opposite bank.

A moment later, a low, magnetic voice drifted over: "See that piece of land on the opposite bank?"

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun looked in the direction of his gaze subconsciously. This piece of land was far from the city center, and compared with the prosperity in the city, it was slightly insufficient. She responded, not knowing what Huo Jingcheng was going to do by mentioning this.

"Last month, the Municipal Natural Resources and Planning Bureau conducted a tender, and the Bank of China won the bid. If there are no accidents, by 2028, this land will be built into a representative landmark building; by 2030, it will become a brand-new commercial district."

"If there is a chance, what do you want to build here?"

Su Ruoyun walked forward a few steps, learned to lean on the railing like him, her tone lazy, "I'm not an architect, I don't understand architecture, you should let your Architect Chen think about it."

Although she said so, she was still pondering in her heart what kind of landmark could stand out and occupy a place in the six-dynasty ancient capital with many iconic buildings.

"What do you want to build?" Huo Jingcheng didn't say much, just repeated the question again.

Su Ruoyun's eyeballs turned back and forth, pouted her mouth, thought for a long time, and then she spoke slowly: "City of Light, I guess."

While thinking, she turned to look at Huo Jingcheng, "It's just a golden sphere, preferably shining twenty-four hours a year without stopping, like a sun that never sets."

As the words fell, Su Ruoyun thought of the drawbacks of this building, shining endlessly all year round, the electricity consumed behind it was an astronomical number that was hard to estimate.

She added: "I just said it casually, don't take it seriously."

At this moment, Su Ruoyun wouldn't think that a month later, someone would overcome all opposition at the board meeting and fully facilitate the landing of the golden sphere model, and someone would hold the government approval document, kneeling on one knee by the canal.

Three years later, a building belonging exclusively to her would be completed in this six-dynasty ancient capital, the Capital of the Celestial Dynasty.

As her words fell, a loud bang came from afar, like a sigh between heaven and earth. Multiple gorgeous arcs crossed the night sky, flying straight into the sky, blooming into beautiful flower clusters in the night sky. Fireworks of various styles bloomed, interweaving into endless gorgeous brilliance, presenting a scene of fire trees and silver flowers, making a deafening "bang bang" sound, breaking the silence of the night.

Su Ruoyun turned her head in surprise, her gaze looking at the deep night sky. Splendid fireworks exploded in the sky, instantly lighting up the darkness of the night, and also illuminating her beautiful eyes.

Her gaze focused on the distant sky, and her thoughts were like a tide. Since January 1, 2022, Beijing had implemented a total ban on fireworks and firecrackers...

Thinking of something, Su Ruoyun turned her head to look at Huo Jingcheng, only to hear him ask her: "Do you like it?"

?? I am guilty, I didn't write it, tomorrow for sure, please keep reading, mua. ===== CHAPTER 120 =====