Chapter 180: Actually, you are also sad, right?

Other aristocratic daughters wouldn't study the guqin for so many years; to be refined, one only needs to understand it slightly.

But Su Ruoyun threw herself into the guqin industry, studying for twenty years. No matter how talented, one still needs to practice. She never slacked off. In the first few years of learning, while balancing her studies, she practiced the qin every day, her fingers worn into calluses, yet she didn't say a word.

Although Ming Manrong could be considered half a peer, the connections and resources were naturally not a problem, but this path still had to be walked by her personally and truly to be considered a great success.

After some conversation, it was ten o'clock.

Su Mingyan stood alone by the window, the dark brown window lattice carved with complex and exquisite wooden patterns, and he looked far into the distance.

The inhaled smoke filled his lungs. He rested his arms on the windowsill, the black and white ash accumulated at the end of the cigarette. His index finger tapped the slender cigarette body, flicking it forward, and the ash fell rustlingly.

Huo Jingcheng had already left the private room.

A pleasant mobile phone ringtone rang. Su Mingyan fished his phone out of his pocket, and the name Su Ruoyun was displayed on the screen.

He deliberately left her hanging for a few minutes. Such a big thing as falling in love, hiding it from her own brother, was something only she could do.

Even though he knew last night that Jiang Xihan was specifically "invited" by Su Ruoyun, he still hadn't completely calmed down.

As soon as the call connected, Su Ruoyun's fawning voice came through the receiver.

"Brother~"

The voice was countless times sweeter than before.

Su Mingyan raised an eyebrow and scolded directly: "Don't let me find out he appears in Zijin Bay again. You are a girl, he is a strange man, what does it look like for you to stay together..."

He spoke tactfully, only saying staying together, not directly saying living together.

The night wind poured into the phone receiver, wrapping his low, pleasant voice in an even colder tone.

"You know, I can get the stairwell surveillance. If I find out again..."

Su Mingyan stopped in time, leaving the rest for Su Ruoyun to use her imagination.

The weight of nearly a hundred catties was held easily and steadily by Huo Jingcheng, and he walked toward the elevator.

——

On the other side, Huo Jingcheng had inevitably drunk a few bottles at the table, but he hadn't reached the point of staggering.

Just as he sat in the back seat of the car, he raised his hand to pull at the restrictive tie, only to hear Lin Cheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turn his head and say:

"Mr. Huo, just now outside the private room, Mr. Su's assistant said a few words to me,"

As he spoke, Lin Cheng looked at Huo Jingcheng's expression, then continued: "He said for this energy development project, Mr. Su wants you to go directly to Chairman Su."

Chairman Su, Su Zhanyu, the current chairman of Hengfeng Group, which was Su Ruoyun's second uncle.

"... Got it."

Feeling strangled, Huo Jingcheng simply untied his tie.

In the silent dead of night, the sound of an engine rang out, and then the Cullinan drove out of the parking lot, slowly pulling away from Wangjiang Tower.

About an hour later, the Maybach stopped in the parking lane at the entrance of Xiyuan Villa.

Huo Jingcheng rubbed his swollen temples, opened his eyes suddenly, took the tie on the armrest box into his palm, and then opened the door to get out of the car.

Not far away, a lonely figure was sitting on a few steps.

He raised an eyebrow in surprise, looked closely, the figure was somewhat familiar, and he walked closer step by step.

"Why are you sitting here instead of going in?"

After Huo Jingcheng discovered it was Su Ruoyun, seeing she was only wearing a thin dress, he immediately took off his suit jacket and draped it over her.

After Su Ruoyun heard Huo Jingcheng's voice, she lifted her head from her knees, her expression bewildered, "Mm... you're back?"

As she spoke, she got up dizzyingly. Huo Jingcheng smelled the strong scent of alcohol, and his two hands rested on Su Ruoyun's waist.

As she stood up, he realized she was barefoot, "Where are your shoes?"

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun was stunned for a moment, as if thinking about what he said. After reacting, she pouted and pointed her chin at the flat shoes under the steps.

Huo Jingcheng looked down and realized there was a pair of bow-knot flat shoes under the steps. He resignedly leaned down, picked them up for her, and then let her lift her feet so he could put them on for her.

Su Ruoyun stepped barefoot on the steps. Even though the servants cleaned every day, the soles of her feet inevitably got a little dust, making them look dirty.

Huo Jingcheng supported her little foot with one hand, and with the other hand, pulled out a pocket square from his collar, bit by bit, wiping the dust off the soles of her feet, meticulous and patient to an incredible degree.

The night wind was cool, and the temperature was low.

Su Ruoyun's feet were ice-cold. After he wiped them clean, he kneaded the soles of her feet, warming them for a while, and after they weren't so cold, he put her feet into the flat shoes.

The low-cut flat shoes were delicate and exquisite, setting off her foot shape beautifully.

Seeing Su Ruoyun was drunk, Huo Jingcheng simply picked her up horizontally and carried her all the way into the villa.

The last time Huo Jingcheng brought Su Ruoyun back to Xiyuan Villa was when they hadn't confirmed their relationship, and she was so uncomfortable she vomited all over him.

Thinking about the past, Huo Jingcheng's thin lips curled slightly, holding the little bundle in his arms, his heart becoming even softer.

At the entrance of the villa, a warm yellow wall lamp was still shining quietly.

A servant was guarding the side of the kitchen. As soon as Huo Jingcheng carried Su Ruoyun in, the servant immediately stepped forward to ask if she needed hangover soup.

They were all sharp people; the servant only glanced for a moment, then lowered her eyes, not daring to look more, let alone ask more.

Huo Jingcheng bounced Su Ruoyun's body, held her tighter, and looked down at her unclear appearance, "One cup is enough, send it upstairs later."

After speaking, he hugged her and went upstairs, his steps steady.

Just as her body touched the soft bed, Su Ruoyun woke up in a daze, but she was only half-dreaming and half-awake.

Her blurred eyes, through her curled eyelashes, looked at the blurry figure in front of her, falling into a chaos that was neither here nor there.

In the master bedroom, the lamp on the bedside table emitted a warm orange light, reflecting a soft halo.

She tugged at Huo Jingcheng's sleeve. The bed sheets and quilt covers were milky white, making Su Ruoyun's skin look even fairer, like a piece of white, delicate porcelain.

The bow-knot flat shoes were kicked to the floor by her, her little feet stepping on Huo Jingcheng's abdominal muscles.

Su Ruoyun pointed to the wall, "Can you give me this?"

Antique calligraphy and paintings were hung on the walls around the master bedroom.

Huo Jingcheng reached out to smooth the messy stray hair on the top of her head, "You want it?"

Su Ruoyun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Okay."

"Then can you give me this too?" She was insatiable, pointing to the blue and white porcelain vase on the long table.

Huo Jingcheng coaxed her slowly: "Sleep obediently, and I'll give you the whole house later."

"Aren't you going to sleep with me?"

As she spoke, Su Ruoyun's head tilted to one side, her round apricot eyes carrying a bit of ignorance and drunkenness.

She had no idea how much fire her words had ignited.

Huo Jingcheng swallowed hard, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.

In a stalemate, he could only obey her "decree," lift the quilt, and get into bed to sleep.

Su Ruoyun rolled to Huo Jingcheng's side spontaneously, raised her hand to cover his eyes, and said with thick drunkenness: "Sleep."

Huo Jingcheng cooperated with her and closed his eyes.

For a long time, so long that Huo Jingcheng thought Su Ruoyun had fallen asleep and was just about to take her hand away, a soft voice suddenly came to his ear.

"Actually, you are also sad, right?"

?? The previous chapter about the big brother and Mr. Huo was locked. The specific reason involved the government. It should be waiting until tomorrow morning. It's the end of the month, asking for monthly tickets.

? Mr. Huo resolves the big brother, Zhuzi resolves Mr. Huo, perfect. ===== CHAPTER 181 =====