Chapter 187: How should I bring Huo Jingcheng home?

One autumn rain, one cold. Sijiucheng did not return to the good weather of the beginning of autumn. By the evening of the next day, a drizzling rain began to fall, and the whole city was shrouded in overcast rain.

Inside the 'One River Tobacco' tea house.

Strings of raindrops fell on the eaves, dripping one by one into the water tank, making a crisp knocking sound of "ding ding ding." The rain drifted into a curtain, and the welcoming pine at the door still stood tall.

Su Ruoyun got out of the car with an umbrella, stepped on the stone slab road, and walked into the front yard with a fast but elegant pace.

Her flat shoes accidentally stepped into a water puddle full of water, and the splashing water droplets brushed past her bony ankles.

She neatly closed the umbrella and entered the door, casually placing the umbrella at the door, and walked into the room.

Today Su Ruoyun was wearing a sleeveless halter top and jeans. The hem of the jeans had gradually turned from light blue to dark.

Just now, the rainwater flowed down the umbrella handle all the way, wetting her palms, and her two long arms exposed to the outside inevitably got a trace of rain.

Su Ruoyun pulled a few tissues from the tissue box on the long table to wipe her hands.

Over there, Li Xiao saw Su Ruoyun and stood up to greet her, "Boss Lady, Miss Li is already waiting for you in the Guanyun private room."

Su Ruoyun replied "Good," and then ordered her to prepare the Taiping Houkui tea that Li Li loved most and the matching tea snacks.

By the time she stepped over the threshold of the private room, a clear, teasing voice came.

"Being able to have the Boss Lady personally make tea for me, I am truly honored."

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun also smiled, cooperating with Li Li's joke, and said seriously: "Right, I think so too. Ordinary people can't see the Boss Lady."

Li Li picked up a tea snack with her fingertips. The lotus crisp was sweet but not greasy, raised her eyebrows and asked: "Can second-rate people see it?"

What a bad cold joke.

Su Ruoyun went to the bathroom in the private room to wash her hands.

Between rows of solid wood wall cabinets, rain shadows and tree shadows swayed on the shiny wooden floor, and the aroma of tea permeated.

Li Li raised her hand to pick up the tea cup, her fingertips lightly rubbing the edge of the tea cup, "If I want to get married, would you think I'm crazy?"

"..."

Su Ruoyun was silent for a long time, and said with difficulty: "This... you shouldn't come to ask me, right?"

With her pitifully little love experience, was it not enough to be a love mentor for others?

Hearing this, Li Li raised her eyebrows and put the tea cup back on the long table, "A childhood engagement, a love marathon of so many years, I ask them?"

Referring to Xu Erhan and He Jingrong, it sounded like only Su Ruoyun was more suitable to be her object of inquiry.

"Who is the object?"

"Li Wenye."

"Do you like him?"

"So-so."

Su Ruoyun rested her chin on her hand and pondered. Can you get married if it's just so-so?

This question was too complicated. She shook her head and didn't think deeply.

As Li Li finished speaking, Su Ruoyun knew that Li Wenye had already "bought" both parents, just waiting for Li Li to nod, and both families would be happy.

One side needs a son-in-law, and the other side needs a famous daughter-in-law.

It seems that what is taken for granted in the circle is the combination of interests. In the glory and wealth bestowed by the family, one must shoulder the mission of maintaining the family's eternal prosperity.

Li Li gave her examples, such as so-and-so and so-and-so. Before marriage, both were players. The day before, they were still comforting their respective lovers and little stars, and the next day they could still hold hands and smile to welcome guests.

There was no other reason: interests.

Li Li drank the tea in the tea cup in one gulp and asked: "When are you and Mr. Huo getting married?"

Half a sip of tea choked, Su Ruoyun stroked her chest and coughed twice, "Haven't met the parents yet? What are you thinking?"

She followed up: "Then when do you plan to meet the parents?"

Su Ruoyun: "..."

The drizzling rain hit the glass window, exploding into water flowers. The rain outside the window changed from silk-like to a magnificent water curtain, and the whole Sijiucheng became moist.

Watching Li Li's back leave, Su Ruoyun lost her mind past the Spanish olive tree outside the window.

The rain outside was heavier than when she came, and the temperature dropped a few degrees.

Su Ruoyun looked up at the Chinese-style wall clock, it was already 5:30.

Today Huo Jingcheng was coming to pick her up after work. Su Ruoyun got up unhurriedly. After receiving a message from Huo Jingcheng, she organized her handbag, opened her umbrella, and went out to wait for him.

Because it was a rainy day, there were few pedestrians on the street, and the taillights coming and going in the lane dyed the raindrops, like colored lines falling to the ground.

Li Li's words reminded Su Ruoyun.

How should I bring Huo Jingcheng home?

This was a troublesome question. Su Ruoyun held the umbrella with one hand and buckled the small square bag with the other.

The girl's tangled little face was plain and white. She was immersed in her own thoughts and didn't notice that a luxury car had stopped by the side of the road.

Until the Cullinan driver honked to remind her, Su Ruoyun came back to her senses, looked up, and saw the familiar car not far away at a glance. She ran over all the way and opened the door neatly.

As soon as the car door opened, a little thing inside ran toward her with short legs.

Before it ran a few steps, a large hand with distinct joints grabbed it back halfway. The little cat struggled and refused to stay in Huo Jingcheng's arms, humming a few "Meow~" sounds.

Su Ruoyun closed the umbrella, bent down and sat in the back seat, took the little cat from Huo Jingcheng's hand, and began to tease 'Panda'.

Today, she sent the cat to the pet shop for a bath, because it was on the same road as Huo Jingcheng, so she asked him to help pick it up.

The driver started the engine, turned the steering wheel to drive away from the parking space, and slowly left the tea house.

Dinner was scheduled at a private restaurant in the hutong.

After the meal, Huo Jingcheng sent Su Ruoyun back to the apartment. The Cullinan stopped under Building 7. He "shamelessly" wanted to follow her upstairs and ordered the driver to pick him up tomorrow morning.

The driver was already used to it.

Today Li Wenye came to the Bank of China, showing off to him vaguely.

Huo Jingcheng sneered and disdained it on the surface, but in fact, he was more envious than anyone else in private.

It was night, master bedroom.

Listening to him muttering, Su Ruoyun had no patience, snorted impatiently, then kicked the bed to get up, and kicked Huo Jingcheng's calf with her feet, scolding: "Annoying to death."

After speaking, she put on the slippers by the bed and prepared to leave the bedroom.

"Where are you going?"

A strong long arm stretched out, and the five fingers with distinct joints easily clasped her slender wrist, preventing Su Ruoyun from getting up and leaving.

Su Ruoyun left a sentence without looking back: "Guest bedroom, sleep."

Huo Jingcheng hooked his brows, his lips curled, and he reminded her blandly: "This is your apartment."

As soon as these words came out, Su Ruoyun realized that this was her apartment, and what did she have to leave for.

Then she kicked off her slippers, lay back on the bed neatly, and before covering herself with the quilt, she kicked Huo Jingcheng hard again.

"You go to the guest bedroom to sleep." ===== CHAPTER 188 =====