Chapter 179: Drinking and fighting, Mr. Huo, don't blame me?

Huo Jingcheng left the apartment at seven in the morning. Sitting in this position was not easy, and there was not a single moment where he could slack off.

The dinner with Su Mingyan was scheduled at Wangjiang Tower, a famous private restaurant and club in the capital city.

Both the time and location were set by Su Mingyan.

At seven in the evening, the Cullinan stopped in front of a Chinese-style club. The meticulously carved eaves, the elegant surrounding scenery, the layers of bamboo shadows tinged with pale purple, the ancient charm, and the style were all on full display.

As soon as he walked into the main building of the club, the waiter standing in the lobby greeted him with a smile. After the assistant Lin Cheng reported the name "Su Mingyan," the waiter respectfully led Huo Jingcheng to the private room.

Circling through the long corridor, the private commercial club was not like ordinary places of entertainment; it was frequented by powerful elites and celebrities. Located in the CBD, it was unusually quiet.

The corridor was so quiet that one could only hear the white noise of the central air conditioning. Two waiters waited at the entrance of each private room, not daring to say a word, professionally bowing their heads slightly.

Su Mingyan's assistant, Peng Ran, was standing outside. Seeing Huo Jingcheng, he nodded slightly, "Mr. Huo."

The moment Huo Jingcheng saw him, his brows lifted slightly; he hadn't expected Su Mingyan to arrive early, as the scheduled time was 7:30 PM.

As the words fell, the door to the private room was pushed open by the waiter. A tall, slender figure instantly reflected onto the wooden floor inside the room. The wall lamp in the corridor clearly projected Huo Jingcheng's silhouette onto the wooden floor, dragging out a long, narrow shadow.

The waiter waiting at the door bowed respectfully and raised his hand, inviting the distinguished guest inside.

Huo Jingcheng, however, was not in a hurry to enter. He leaned against the door frame, his posture lazy, dressed somewhat formally, in a suit and leather shoes, his tie meticulously fastened to the very top, making him look both ascetic and expensive.

He had just come from the company and was still wearing his work clothes.

A faint, spicy scent of tobacco mixed with the club's special sandalwood hit his face. A carved rosewood folding screen served as a partition.

Su Mingyan was already waiting inside. He was not in ordinary formal wear, but wore a loose, pure black jacket, which set off his broad shoulders and straight back. His brows and eyes were unusually cold, and his aura was full.

He was already sitting on the sofa drinking a bottle of wine, his legs naturally crossed, his gaze falling casually on Huo Jingcheng, only for a moment, before moving away.

A point of scarlet at his left fingertips, smoke swirling and lingering, Su Mingyan's face hidden behind it, soaked in a faint coldness.

Huo Jingcheng's gaze crossed the screen to look inside, only to see several bottles of Macallan, Neisson... on the black gold wood coffee table.

All were strong spirits.

Su Mingyan glanced at him lightly, then withdrew his gaze, saying calmly: "Not coming in?"

Hearing this, Huo Jingcheng straightened his body, stepped with a leisurely gait, slowly walked over, reached the sofa, and sat down.

The waiter outside the door closed the door in a timely manner, and Lin Cheng and Peng Ran waited outside together.

On the black gold coffee table were two wine glasses. Su Mingyan was holding a classic glass with ice, and there was one remaining snifter.

"Drinking today, when the alcohol goes to our heads and we start fighting, Mr. Huo, don't blame me?"

An obvious show of force.

Huo Jingcheng's thin lips curled slightly, his standard peach-blossom eyes misty and heavy, "Even if we have to fight, it will be entirely up to Mr. Su."

He kept his posture low, full of sincerity.

Without standing on ceremony, he picked up the wine bottle, didn't take a glass, and drank directly after opening it.

Su Mingyan raised his right eyebrow, his eyes noncommittal, sipping the Macallan in a leisurely manner.

He asked straight to the point: "What are your thoughts?"

This referred to how Huo Jingcheng viewed the boyfriend-girlfriend relationship between him and Su Ruoyun.

Huo Jingcheng: "The truth?"

Su Mingyan: "... You still want to tell me a lie?"

"Marriage," Huo Jingcheng said bluntly.

Hearing this, Su Mingyan's face cleared slightly, just as he was about to speak, he was unexpectedly retorted.

"Are you a coward?"

Su Mingyan frowned at these words.

"The person is gone. Are you going to carry these things and drown in the past forever? Is it really your problem that you didn't arrive in time?" The tone carried a lazy Beijing accent, and Huo Jingcheng pointed out the truth.

"The mountains know him, the rivers know him, the Motherland will not forget him."

The "Beijing Twin Stars" was a "nickname" that spread because the two were the same age and had comparable family backgrounds.

There was another person not on the list, only because he was three years older, but he remained forever at the age of twenty-six, having died in the line of duty while fighting floods and rescuing victims, unfortunately falling off a cliff.

For a long time, the room was dead silent.

Su Mingyan looked at him heavily and sneered: "I'm a coward, then what are you?"

"A dog?"

"Saying I'm drowning in the past, then what about you?"

"Every year on his death anniversary, who stays in the cemetery for a whole day? Is it me?"

Huo Jingcheng leaned back on the sofa, silent for a long time, staring emptily at the exquisite patterns on the carpet.

The disaster situation was severe that year, the whole city was flooded, and as the village's first secretary, he was duty-bound.

At that time, Huo Jingcheng had already entered the Bank of China, and Su Mingyan was studying at Jingbei University. After learning the news, the two arranged for Hengfeng and the Bank of China to provide supplies and personally went to the disaster area to transport them, but before the supplies arrived, the bad news had already come.

That night, several children in the village had a fever and lacked medicine. 'He' drove to the clinic in town overnight to buy medicine, but encountered an accident on the way back.

Both of them believed it was their own failure to arrive in time that caused 'him' to need to drive to buy medicine overnight.

Mentioning the past, the atmosphere in the private room was somewhat dull.

Huo Jingcheng hooked his brows, leaned over to pick up the wine glass on the coffee table, held it in his palm for a moment, and then extended it toward Su Mingyan.

Su Mingyan stared at the clear ice cubes in the wine glass for two seconds, then picked up the wine bottle on the table and tapped it lightly against his glass.

The glass bottle and glass collided.

Making a "Cling—" sound.

Everything dissipated with the sound.

Mentioning "dog," a flash of inspiration appeared in Su Mingyan's mind, and he suddenly associated it with something, "During the last video conference, was Su Ruoyun with you? Did you two go to the US together?"

Huo Jingcheng was silent for a long time, saying nothing.

Silence was affirmation.

Su Mingyan's face became increasingly ugly.

With a starting point, the memories became unstoppable.

"Last time you went to the 'One River Tobacco' tea house, it was really to buy tea..."

"Fake, it was to find her."

"The time before that, at Youran Residence, pouring tea and picking dishes..."

"Deliberate flattery."

"And the fireworks in Xincheng..."

"Set off for her," Huo Jingcheng's tone still faintly carried a sense of pride and self-satisfaction.

Su Mingyan: "..."

When Su Mingyan recovered, he let out a breath, his gaze catching the bottom of the wine glass, and he lifted his chin slightly to signal Huo Jingcheng to pour him wine.

Huo Jingcheng glanced at him and obediently picked up the wine pot on the coffee table to fill it for him.

He secretly slandered in his heart: He hasn't agreed yet, and he's already starting to act like a brother-in-law.

Su Mingyan held the wine glass, took a sip unhurriedly, and said gloomily: "This sister of mine, her core is stable, her character is resilient..."

?? First, write about the perspectives of the big brother and Mr. Huo. The next chapter will write about Zhuzi, and it will be completely revealed.

? I thought of many solutions for this chapter, initially wanting to write about them having a fight and then reconciling, but after thinking about it, I still feel that two 'old' men over thirty, plus the relatively heavy reasons, wouldn't fight so easily.

? It's the end of the month, asking for monthly tickets, babies, please read more, mua.

? "The mountains know me, the rivers know me,

? The Motherland will not forget, will not forget me"

? —— "The Motherland Will Not Forget" ===== CHAPTER 180 =====