Chapter 55

Su Ruoyun's head was like being hit by a heavy hammer, with a "boom" sound, it exploded instantly. She opened her eyes wide and said seriously: "I didn't."

"How can you guarantee you didn't?" Huo Jingcheng lowered his eyebrows and swept a glance at her, squinting at her reaction.

"I—" Su Ruoyun pursed her lips, momentarily at a loss for words, and could only explain dryly: "I am not that kind of person."

Hearing this, a snort of laughter emanated from Huo Jingcheng's chest, and the arc of his mouth was full of obvious disbelief.

Seeing his expression, she frowned, trying hard to search for memories of last night in her mind, but she really couldn't remember any behavior of moving her hands and feet on Huo Jingcheng.

After she bumped into Huo Jingcheng at the corner, she seemed to have gone to the garage, and then, she remembered that Huo Jingcheng seemed to have carried her on his back, and then...

Su Ruoyun couldn't remember.

Just as her thoughts drifted away, Huo Jingcheng, sitting on the sofa, spoke again, his tone carrying a hint of questioning, "Then what about the bar incident last time, how do you explain that?"

"What incident last time—" The bar incident?

Before Su Ruoyun finished speaking, corresponding memory images automatically jumped into her mind, those images she thought were dreams.

One wave had not yet subsided, and another wave rose.

She immediately raised her eyes to look at him, glanced at Huo Jingcheng quickly, and then lowered her eyes with a guilty conscience, her curled eyelashes trembling gently like butterfly wings.

Looking at her guilty look, Huo Jingcheng also understood that she had remembered what happened.

"Remembered it all, right?" He raised his chin at her, his tone lazy.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

"... Didn't remember." Su Ruoyun lifted her eyelids and said with a lack of reason but strong momentum.

She thought about it and decided not to admit it, tilted her head and squinted at him, throwing out a sentence lightly: "Where is the evidence?"

Hearing this, Huo Jingcheng leaned over, reached for his phone from the tea table, a meaningful smile immediately appearing on the corner of his mouth. While clicking on the screen, he asked: "Really want evidence?"

"If I take it out, you might not be able to walk out of here today." He deliberately dragged out his tone.

Facing Huo Jingcheng's blatant 'threat', Su Ruoyun thought about it and changed her words without delay: "Then forget it."

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng nodded lightly, his black eyes fixed on the girl half-lying on the bed, asking unquestioningly: "Tell me, how do you plan to take responsibility."

Responsibility? Take responsibility for what?

What responsibility does she have to take for someone who doesn't know how many women he has had?

Su Ruoyun blinked her eyes, her eyes widening slightly, noticing something wrong, "Last night and before, why didn't you stop me?"

As the words fell, Huo Jingcheng clearly stalled for a moment, his long fingers tapping lightly on the sofa armrest.

After thinking for no more than a second, he raised his eyebrows, his expression calm, and he spoke nonchalantly: "You have such great strength, how could I stop you."

Su Ruoyun also knew that she had great strength. She squinted at Huo Jingcheng suspiciously. Seeing his face full of seriousness, she pursed her lips in disbelief.

She only heard him ask again: "How can a girl like you have such great strength?"

Su Ruoyun summarized it simply: "I learned a few moves from my second aunt before."

Huo Jingcheng had also learned about the Su family's character relationships. Su Ruoyun's second aunt—Lin Zi, came from a military background. No wonder, he stared at the glass on the tea table in a daze.

She lifted the quilt to get out of bed, put on the shoes by the bed, and continued: "Later I learned the zither, and I held the zither to go on and off stage for performances and training all day, and slowly I practiced it."

As she spoke, Su Ruoyun leaned over, her long, slender hands wrapped around the shoelaces, tying them into a tight butterfly knot. Afterwards, she stood up, reached out to take her car keys from the bedside table, and planned to leave.

Before she reached the door, the road ahead was blocked by the man.

After getting used to it, Su Ruoyun felt that his nakedness was not so eye-catching anymore. Her peripheral vision swept over his extraordinary good figure, and she cleared her throat, pretending to be calm, "I'm going home, don't block me."

"Do you have a car?"

No, the car should still be parked in the parking lot.

She looked up, her tone carrying a bit of politeness, "Could I trouble you to let the driver take me?"

"Don't drivers have weekends, don't they need to rest?" Huo Jingcheng's tail tone rose, bringing out a bit of wanton questioning. Immediately, without waiting for Su Ruoyun to respond, he continued on his own: "I'll take you."

Su Ruoyun pulled a stiff smile on the corner of her mouth, and four words were squeezed out of her lips: "Not at all necessary."

But Huo Jingcheng didn't allow her to refuse, so he picked up the clothes on the sofa and put them on casually. When it came to the pants, he was about to pull off the bath towel. Just as his fingertips touched the edge of the bath towel, his peripheral vision swept over Su Ruoyun on the side.

Their gazes met unexpectedly. Su Ruoyun's ignorance and confusion made her raise her eyebrows without knowing why.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng had a faint, rogue smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Want to see?"

The low, hoarse male voice carried a bit of elusive ambiguity.

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun's eyes couldn't help but glance around downward. Suddenly, her ears turned red, and she turned around in a panic.

Ten minutes later, inside the car, the windows were closed tightly.

Huo Jingcheng rested one hand on the steering wheel, turning it casually, and glanced at her, "Can the thing you did to me at the bar be considered even with the thing I kissed you before?"

A vague "hmm" escaped from Su Ruoyun's throat.

Only to hear Huo Jingcheng say again: "If in the future, you take advantage of me while drunk again..."

She hurriedly promised, "Don't worry, I won't get drunk again. In the future... I won't drink anymore."

He threw out a sentence lightly: "Who knows?" The tone was like a feather, casual and teasing.

"..." Su Ruoyun simply closed her eyes, choosing to play dead.

Ten minutes later, the Cullinan stopped downstairs at the apartment. Su Ruoyun unbuckled her seatbelt neatly and thanked him politely: "Thank you, Mr. Huo."

After speaking, she raised her hand to open the car door, but found that the car door was locked.

Su Ruoyun frowned slightly and turned to look at Huo Jingcheng, "Trouble, open it—" the car door

Before she finished speaking, the man in the driver's seat suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

Caught off guard, a powerful force swept over. The man's thin lips pressed heavily on her lips, their noses touching. Su Ruoyun closed her eyes subconsciously.

But in the next second, she didn't hesitate at all. Whatever being even, whatever being clear, all ceased to exist. She raised her hand and slapped Huo Jingcheng on the face.

A heavy "bang—" sound spread rapidly inside the car.

Facing her face full of hatred, Huo Jingcheng pressed his tongue against his upper jaw, took the phone from the dashboard without haste, and clicked into the recorder.

Immediately after, the audio recorded last night played out. The ambiguous dialogue, mixed with the sound of water, instantly permeated the closed car cabin wantonly.

?? Mr. Huo has a book of accounts in his heart: once at the bar, twice at the bar (crossed out), once at the tea house, once in the car (crossed out), oh~ there are two more times to kiss.

? Ask for follow-up, mua