Chapter 162: Which dog would be without a master?

Chen Zheyan: "..."

Chen Zheyan, who prided himself on being an 'aristocrat among dogs,' said indignantly: "What are you showing off in front of me for? If you've got the guts, go show off in front of your brother-in-law."

What's there to be smug about? Acting like some dog won't have a master in the future—tch, so annoying!

With these two consecutive sentences, he struck right at Huo Jingcheng's heart, feeling as if he wouldn't be surnamed Chen if he didn't manage to anger Huo Jingcheng to death.

That day, he had heard from Qi Zhiwen how Huo Jingcheng had "curried favor" with Su Mingyan, pouring tea and picking out food for him...

Huo Jingcheng was choked by his words for a long while and gave him a cold glance, his crow-like eyelashes sweeping lightly, revealing a clear sense of coldness and displeasure.

Chen Zheyan wasn't the least bit afraid of him, but he didn't dare say another word. He reached out very naturally, grabbed the teapot by Huo Jingcheng's side with familiarity, and poured himself a cup of tea; the fragrant, fruity scent of black tea immediately filled the air.

The series of actions was smooth and flowing.

If he couldn't talk, couldn't he at least drink all of Huo Jingcheng's tea?

Chen Zheyan downed three large cups in one breath, and by the time Huo Jingcheng reacted, the Yixing clay teapot was already empty.

He lifted the handle, feeling the weight inside the teapot had significantly decreased.

He lifted his eyelids, his gaze meeting Chen Zheyan's round, dull apricot eyes; Chen Zheyan had a provocative look that said, "What are you going to do about it?"

Huo Jingcheng: "..."

Huo Jingcheng closed his eyes in silence, then put down the teapot, leaned over the desk, and pressed the cigarette butt with the glowing ember into the ashtray, where the black and white ash filled the bottom of the tray.

Just at this moment, Chen Zheyan took advantage of his distraction to quickly reach out and take back his design blueprints.

While looking down and examining them carefully, he asked: "Why did you suddenly think of building a golden sphere? In terms of land utilization, building a skyscraper would definitely be more efficient than a golden sphere, right?"

Three or five seconds after his voice fell, Chen Zheyan secretly guessed the 'imperial will' and looked up to ask again: "Is it built for the Boss Lady?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, his manner unrestrained and casual.

Seeing this, Chen Zheyan, sitting in the swivel chair, couldn't help but sigh, spinning the chair back and forth with both hands on the armrests.

His gaze fell on the blueprints on the desk that he had revised many times, and he felt indignant for himself, "If this were the Western Zhou Dynasty, you would be King You of Zhou, and I would be the vassal being played around by you."

"May I ask Vassal Chen, when will you be able to have a phone call with your teacher?" Huo Jingcheng leaned lazily against the back of the chair, asking back unhurriedly, his distinct fingers hooking a signature pen from the desk and playing with it casually between his fingers.

Chen Zheyan: "..."

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At five-thirty, Chen Zheyan, having stayed long enough, got up to leave, preparing to go eat with his 'fox friends and dog companions.'

At the same time he stood up, Huo Jingcheng happened to receive a phone call.

Chen Zheyan had sharp eyes and keenly caught the name on his phone screen. His movement to stand up suddenly paused, and after realizing who was calling, he sat back down, stretching his legs out wide.

Huo Jingcheng just glanced at him nonchalantly and looked down at the phone screen; it was Su Ruoyun.

He didn't speak, took the phone from the desk into his palm, then moved his office chair and stood up, pacing to the floor-to-ceiling window to avoid being overheard by someone.

Standing tall by the floor-to-ceiling window, the large expanse of transparent glass acted like an invisible barrier. His gaze followed the clear glass downward, enough to take everything in, the bustling scene of Sijiucheng unfolding before his eyes.

His long fingers skillfully swiped the screen to answer the call, and then, Huo Jingcheng held the phone to his ear, "Hello?"

"Hello." Su Ruoyun answered, then said: "Don't come to the orchestra tonight. Our troupe leader is treating us to dinner."

For a long time, she didn't hear Huo Jingcheng's voice on the phone and thought the phone had malfunctioned.

Just as she was about to hang up and switch to sending him a WeChat message, Huo Jingcheng muttered: "Oh."

Su Ruoyun sensed his mood, and her hand, which was pulling a zipper, paused, "What's wrong?"

Huo Jingcheng wasn't really "wrong," he just thought about how he had just 'casually shown off' to Chen Zheyan, only to be slapped in the face immediately after.

Adults know how to regulate themselves, and his tone returned to normal, "Nothing. Shall I come pick you up after dinner?"

Su Ruoyun thought for a moment and said: "No need. After dinner, I'll go back to the apartment myself. The car from last night is still parked at the orchestra."

Yesterday morning, Su Ruoyun had driven to the orchestra, and in the evening, Huo Jingcheng came to pick her up, so she hadn't driven it back.

Huo Jingcheng asked again, unwilling to give up: "Are you sure you don't need me to pick you up? What if it's too late?"

"Really don't need to. The dinner will definitely be over by eight or nine. I'll call a designated driver then. That's all for now, bye-bye."

After saying this, Su Ruoyun hung up the phone decisively.

Yi Shi, an erhu player in the orchestra who was in the same practice room as her, was also organizing her erhu and heard her, asking curiously: "Boyfriend?"

Su Ruoyun smiled, her eyes curving, and admitted it generously: "Mm."

People in the orchestra didn't know her identity, and even if they knew of Huo Jingcheng's existence, it wouldn't reach the ears of the Su family.

Yi Shi didn't want to pry into Su Ruoyun's privacy, just asked casually without thinking: "Looks like he's very clingy to you. A younger little puppy?"

Little puppy?

Su Ruoyun thought of Huo Jingcheng, then denied it, pondering, and said slowly: "... An older wolf dog."

On the other side, Chen Zheyan looked at Huo Jingcheng, whose expression was clearly unhappy after hanging up the phone, and asked tentatively: "Boss Lady?"

Huo Jingcheng responded with a faint "Mm," then stepped out with his long legs, hands on his waist, and paced back slowly.

Chen Zheyan watched him and knew that Su Ruoyun probably didn't have time tonight, so he curled his lips and smiled: "A date with a beauty? How about we change to hanging out with the brothers tonight?"

He cut the Gordian knot, "It's settled then. I'll call to book a private room right now."

Huo Jingcheng, having been rejected by his girlfriend, had no choice but to agree to Chen Zheyan.

At seven in the evening, in the VIP private room of Youran Ju.

Someone at the table brought up the arrangements for tomorrow, July 1st.

"How about we go out to sea to play? My newly customized fishing rod hasn't been used yet."

The third son of the Gao family loved fishing and was a fishing enthusiast.

Tomorrow was a special day, and they didn't dare to make a big scene, so they could only avoid the capital and go out to play.

Huo Jingcheng was uninterested, shaking the amber liquid in his glass one by one. Brandy with ice; the walls of the glass rippled, wetting half of his palm.

He said lazily: "No time."

As soon as the words fell, he added an explanation slowly: "I'm going to watch my girlfriend perform."

At this moment, Huo Jingcheng was like a handsome male peacock, unable to wait to open his tail and show off the fact that he had a girlfriend.

There are two types of underground relationships. One is that you can't say you're dating, and even less can you say who the partner is; the second is that you can say you have a relationship, but you can't reveal who the partner is.

The young couple had a rather 'similar approach,' tacitly agreeing to choose the second one.

Several faces around were shocked.

"You have a girlfriend?!" ===== CHAPTER 163 =====