Chapter 163: Going home, looking for my girlfriend

Huo Jingcheng turned his head unhurriedly to look around, his bewitching peach-blossom eyes sweeping a circle.

His thin lips curled slightly, the corners of his eyes lifted slightly, and a roguishness that wasn't usually apparent emerged on his handsome, cold, and reserved face.

Then he asked back: "What? Doesn't it look like it?"

Even an old peacock opening its tail is irresistible.

The lights in the private room were bright, as bright as day, setting off Huo Jingcheng's excellent bone structure. The people around were even more dumbfounded, and the air gradually quieted down.

Lin Shangqing, sitting on the sofa, was half-drunk and half-sober, "Third Brother hides things too deeply. When did this happen? How come we didn't hear any news?"

Then he pointed at Chen Zheyan, questioning him with dissatisfaction: "Why didn't you reveal anything?"

Chen Zheyan rolled his eyes, said nothing, and drank by himself; he didn't even want to know about this.

Huo Jingcheng didn't want to reveal anything, and the others didn't dare to press him, so they all brought up other topics.

"I heard that for the plot of land in the new city, Third Brother is going to build a skyscraper?"

News in the circle travels fast.

Mentioning the skyscraper made Chen Zheyan angry; he looked up and drank another mouthful of wine, refuting indignantly: "What skyscraper? He didn't even call me 'Big Brother'."

Huo Jingcheng had rejected his design blueprints, and he didn't hesitate to expose his brother's shortcomings. Fortunately, the others didn't understand and didn't delve into it, just looking at each other in confusion.

As soon as the words fell, he received a kick.

Chen Zheyan didn't hold his glass steady, and the crimson wine sloshed restlessly in the goblet. Through carelessness, the red wine splashed out, landing on his custom shirt and suit trousers. A large area of fabric was quickly soaked, and red stains bloomed on the hem of his clothes.

"If you're going to act drunk, go home and do it." Huo Jingcheng retracted his long legs, leaned back against the leather chair, and said faintly.

Chen Zheyan reached out to brush the soaked hem, closed his eyes, and acted drunk regardless: "You're allowed to reject my blueprints, but I'm not allowed to act drunk?"

Everyone understood only after hearing this.

Huo Jingcheng lifted his eyelids, then glanced at him. Just as he was about to speak, the phone in his palm vibrated slightly. He lifted it to look, stood up immediately, "Leaving first."

Someone asked: "Leaving so early? What is Third Brother going to do?"

The male voice came leisurely: "Going home, looking for my girlfriend."

It was a message from Su Ruoyun.

【I've already returned to the apartment.】

The group watched Huo Jingcheng leave. Two people sandwiched Chen Zheyan from left and right, not letting him go, "What kind of sacred being did Third Brother find to be loved so deeply?"

Sending one message is enough to make him go home.

Chen Zheyan naturally didn't dare to reveal it, not even when drunk, so he could only laugh it off: "I don't know either. When he announces it one day, we'll naturally know."

The remaining few looked at each other secretly, reaching a consensus: get him drunk, truth comes out when drunk.

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Huo Jingcheng hired a designated driver. The private club and the apartment were close, and half an hour later, the driver parked the car downstairs at Building 7.

Huo Jingcheng knew the apartment password but deliberately wanted to ring the doorbell. Before ringing, he reached out to hook his tie and pulled it down until the collar was disheveled before he withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

Subsequently, a crisp doorbell sound spread through the apartment.

At that time, Su Ruoyun was feeding 'Panda' cat food, sitting on the carpet on the floor.

Hearing the doorbell, she pressed her right hand on the carpet, stood up slowly, and then shuffled in her slippers to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Su Ruoyun only saw a tall figure falling straight toward her.

The light at the doorway illuminated Huo Jingcheng's handsome face and lengthened his shadow.

Su Ruoyun didn't even think, subconsciously raised her hands, struggled to catch him, was pushed back two or three steps into the room by the force, and wrapped her arms around his narrow waist.

A strong smell of alcohol rushed toward her.

Huo Jingcheng also pulled her into his arms, his face pressed against the side of her neck, the weight of half his body pressing on her. The fierce beast turned into a dependent little bird in a second, perched on her shoulder.

Su Ruoyun half-dragged and half-carried him into the living room, letting him sit on the sofa. Huo Jingcheng refused to let go, and with a little force, she fell into his arms, sitting across his lap.

"What are you doing?"

The unpleasant smell of alcohol entered her nose again, and Su Ruoyun asked with a frown.

Huo Jingcheng narrowed his long, narrow peach-blossom eyes, said nothing, and suddenly raised his palm, his warm, dry palm pressing against Su Ruoyun's fair and smooth cheek.

As their eyes met, he slowly leaned his forehead forward and spat out two words vaguely: "Uncomfortable."

Su Ruoyun, bewitched by this guy, patted his back, coaxing him: "Let go, I'll go brew some honey water for you."

Under her urging, Huo Jingcheng reluctantly let go.

Su Ruoyun jumped off his lap, raised her hands to tidy up her drooping pajama straps, and gathered her scattered long hair.

She had just taken a shower and had hugged Huo Jingcheng. Realizing this, Su Ruoyun turned her head to sniff whether she had gotten Huo Jingcheng's alcohol smell on her. Ensuring that only the rich rose scent remained on her, Su Ruoyun stepped into the kitchen unhurriedly.

She hadn't drunk any alcohol tonight; the orchestra dinner was at a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant, and she had drunk lemon tea, so she only brewed a cup of honey water for Huo Jingcheng.

The amber honey water swirled slowly in the glass.

As soon as Su Ruoyun came out, what she saw was a scene of a handsome man lying drunk on the sofa. She held the glass in her right hand and paced over gracefully.

After placing the honey water on the coffee table, she half-squatted beside the sofa, gathering the hem of her nightgown with both hands.

Huo Jingcheng rested his left hand on his forehead, closing his eyes to pretend to sleep, his long, curled eyelashes trembling, his brows slightly furrowed.

Seeing this, Su Ruoyun slowly raised her hand, her right hand resting on that handsome face, her fingertips stroking over his deep brows and eyes, high nose bridge, sharp thin lips...

Finally, she smoothed out his furrowed brows.

"What's wrong?"

Her voice was delicate and soft.

"Little Orange is drunk." Huo Jingcheng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes churning with drunkenness, his voice deliberately lowered, low, hoarse, and seductive.

Three parts drunk were acted out as twelve parts drunk.

"Who told you to drink so much alcohol yourself?"

Su Ruoyun didn't fall for it. She naturally didn't believe anyone dared to force him to drink. Drinking to this extent was mostly Huo Jingcheng's own willingness.

"..." Huo Jingcheng.

Su Ruoyun handed the honey water to him, "Drink it quickly."

Huo Jingcheng obediently took it, drank the honey water in one gulp, and then said: "Still uncomfortable."

Su Ruoyun cast her gaze toward the fruit platter on the table, reached out to take it, and said: "Eat an orange to sober up."

The vitamin C and other antioxidants in oranges can promote liver function, help the liver metabolize alcohol more effectively, accelerate alcohol decomposition, and allow the body to excrete alcohol faster, thereby reducing post-drinking discomfort.

Su Ruoyun was always clumsy with her hands, and the surface of the orange was pitted and bumpy from her fruit knife.

She split it into two halves, ate the better-peeled half herself, and stuffed the bad half into Huo Jingcheng's mouth, letting him gnaw on it.

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