Chapter 151

Tonight, Su Ruoyun and Li Li both tacitly cast aside all worries, indulging in the wine, drinking until they were dead drunk, caring not what day it was today, what tomorrow would bring, or if the day after tomorrow was the end of the world.

Li Li's alcohol tolerance was better than Su Ruoyun's.

Until after eleven o'clock, hearing Su Ruoyun's phone vibrating in her bag, Li Li's brows showed slight impatience. She raised her hand and patted Su Ruoyun's shoulder lightly, reminding her: "Hey, Zhuzi, your phone is ringing; someone is looking for you."

"You answer it for me." Su Ruoyun was lying dizzy on the coffee table, her voice sticky and slurred.

Upon hearing this, Li Li leaned over slightly and nimbly picked up the phone from her open bag—a pink, cute HELLOKITTY phone case.

After taking a look at the screen, Li Li frowned, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes. Who is it? Who is Xiao Chengzi?

Not thinking of an answer, she extended her fingertip to slide across the screen, answered the call, her voice carrying a trace of hesitation: "Hello?"

As soon as the call was answered, a strange female voice suddenly rang in Huo Jingcheng's ears on the other end of the phone. He frowned imperceptibly: "Who are you?"

"I'm Li Li. What do you want with Zhuzi?"

Hearing a familiar name, Huo Jingcheng's brows relaxed slightly: "Is she still at the bar?"

Li Li replied with an "Mm," then let out a hiccup.

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng threw the document in his hand casually onto the office desk, pushed away the office chair, and the chair made a slight sound as it rubbed against the floor.

He stepped out of the study and walked toward the walk-in closet: "Then please tell her I'm coming to pick her up; tell her to wait for me for a while."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Li Li shook Su Ruoyun awake: "Zhuzi, Zhuzi, your Xiao Chengzi is coming to pick you up; he told you to wait a while."

Su Ruoyun replied hazily: "Oh."

Who is Xiao Chengzi? Is it edible?

Midnight, NightClub parking lot.

A Cullinan drove in slowly, followed by an all-black Koenigsegg.

Huo Jingcheng and Li Wenye met face to face.

The smile on Li Wenye's thin lips was extremely lazy. He was exceptionally casual, a black silk shirt clinging softly to his body, the collar open casually, down to his chest, his exquisite collarbones and Adam's apple fully visible. The shirt fabric was of excellent quality, and the belt at his waist tightened, outlining his perfect figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

Huo Jingcheng's gaze swept over the skin and flesh exposed outside inadvertently, and he couldn't help but click his tongue lightly: "Mind your influence."

"Yo, Third Brother, have you reformed?" Li Wenye asked lazily.

Huo Jingcheng curled his lips and sneered, noncommittal, then took the lead in striding forward with his long legs, walking toward the elevator.

Ten minutes later, the two men "broke" into the private room one after another, like robbers, directly leaning over, picking the people up horizontally, and taking them away.

Li Li was relatively well-behaved when drunk, her slender long fingers poking at the small piece of skin on Li Wenye's chest: "Why are you like this again, not keeping 'male virtue'?"

Li Wenye replied: "I'm keeping 'male virtue' very well; I'm exposing it specifically for you to see."

Familiar operation, same good friend.

Su Ruoyun in his arms struggled to get down. Huo Jingcheng still remembered the last time she was drunk and vomited all over him, so he didn't dare to hold her forcibly, placing her back on the sofa.

Seeing this, Li Wenye left the space for the two of them: "Then we'll go first."

Huo Jingcheng replied "Okay," then Li Wenye hugged the person, bounced her up to prevent Li Li from falling, and walked out of the private room with big strides.

"Do you know who I am?" Huo Jingcheng held Su Ruoyun's right hand, playing with it nonchalantly.

Su Ruoyun's tone was crisp, her voice soft: "Xiao Chengzi."

His sharp brows hooked upward. Huo Jingcheng was confused: What kind of pet name is this?

Seeing him raise his eyebrows, Su Ruoyun, as if offering a treasure, mysteriously fished her phone out of her bag to show him the contact note.

Above it were clearly three characters: 【Xiao Chengzi】.

The expression in the depths of Huo Jingcheng's eyes was unclear, his thin lips curling slightly.

Half an hour later, having coaxed Su Ruoyun, Huo Jingcheng carried her in a princess hold to the underground garage.

After telling the driver Su Ruoyun's apartment address, the driver started the engine, the Cullinan drove out of the garage, and the partition rose slowly, dividing the space inside the car into two independent worlds.

It was too quiet in the car, so quiet that there was only the sound of breathing, one after another. Su Ruoyun soon became tired, nodding off and swaying.

Huo Jingcheng couldn't bear to watch, so he pulled her into his arms, letting her lean against his warm chest.

Looking at her drunkard appearance, he couldn't help but scold lightly: "Drunk like this, and still drinking."

It was stuffy in the car, so Huo Jingcheng opened half the car window for ventilation, the night wind blowing in.

"None of your business..." Su Ruoyun understood he was talking about her and muttered in dissatisfaction. Huo Jingcheng lowered his eyes to look at her expression, wrapping his arms around her waist and changing to a posture that made it easier for her to sleep more comfortably.

The Cullinan shuttled through the thick night. Midnight had passed, traffic had decreased, and only the lights of high-rise buildings and car lights intertwined.

"I want to eat cake."

Huo Jingcheng was closing his eyes for a nap when he suddenly heard her voice, so he opened his eyes.

Su Ruoyun threw his arm away crisply, leaned forward, lay on the car window, and looked out the window eagerly.

Huo Jingcheng looked in the direction of her gaze.

It was so late that most of the shops on the street were already closed, and only one dessert shop was still open. In the exquisite display window, various desserts were displayed, each plate carefully designed, the pink decoration eye-catching.

He straightened Su Ruoyun: "Sit properly; I'll go buy it for you."

As soon as the words fell, the driver skillfully manipulated the steering wheel, parking the Cullinan in a temporary parking space.

Ensuring she was sitting steadily, Huo Jingcheng raised his hand to open the door, stepped out with his long legs, landed on the ground, and then walked toward the shop with a leisurely pace.

Late at night, the baker and staff of the dessert shop were stocking up. Huo Jingcheng walked in and asked for a mousse cake.

It happened that the shop had mousse cakes already made. The staff skillfully put on disposable gloves, carefully took a light green matcha mousse cake from the refrigerator, and then put the cake into a transparent cake box. The fresh light green looked particularly eye-catching in the transparent box.

Huo Jingcheng carried the cake box back to the Cullinan, raised his hand to open the car door, and bent down, only to see Su Ruoyun's eyes wide open, looking expectantly at the... mousse cake in his hand.

Little ungrateful thing...

Huo Jingcheng restrained the emotion in his eyes, handed the cake over, and then sat into the car.

Su Ruoyun didn't need Huo Jingcheng to hold her anymore; she hugged the cake and refused to let go.

Ten minutes later, the Cullinan stopped downstairs at the Building 7 apartment, the pitch-black car body seemingly merging with the night.

Huo Jingcheng told the driver to go back first and come pick him up tomorrow morning. After giving the instructions, he picked Su Ruoyun up in a princess hold and walked toward the hallway with a leisurely pace.

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