Chapter 6

The black car in the rearview mirror had disappeared. Su Mingyan in the driver's seat withdrew his gaze, waiting quietly for Su Ruoyun's answer.

The car was eerily quiet.

The lessons learned from childhood to adulthood were telling Su Ruoyun one truth, and that was never to try to lie in front of her own big brother.

Su Mingyan's deep black eyes didn't know how they were grown, like X-rays, quietly scanning out all your little tricks in two or three strokes. If he asked, he must be nine-tenths sure. If she lied again, the consequences would be unimaginable...

So Su Ruoyun nodded honestly, her expression calm, without any guilt, and replied obediently, "Yes,"

She cleared her throat and asked him back: "Can't I let him come?"

"……That's not it." Su Mingyan's tone was light.

Seeing that Su Mingyan didn't have much reaction, Su Ruoyun also felt relieved, but she had no heart to play the game anymore.

The mischievous pigs weren't eliminated, and the remaining three little green pigs made unbridled mocking sounds, displaying LevelFailed.

She simply deleted the game page on her phone, pressed it to a black screen, turned her head to look at the scenery outside the car window. The roses planted in the isolation belt swept past her eyes. Because the car was driving too fast, they formed a colorful scene, with a kind of blurred beauty.

Su Ruoyun reacted belatedly that something was wrong, frowned, turned her head to look back at Su Mingyan, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, how did you know Huo Jingcheng came to the tea house?"

Clearly Su Mingyan didn't enter the tea house either, how could he know Huo Jingcheng came? Could it be...

Thinking of this, she narrowed her eyes and questioned: "Brother, did you not listen to me and sneak into the tea house?"

Su Mingyan held the steering wheel with one hand. His suit jacket had already been taken off by him, his shirt cuffs folded up a few times, revealing a small section of his arm. The cyan venous blood vessels on his inner wrist bulged, and his large hands were distinct, possessing a sense of power.

He heard Su Ruoyun's words and slanted a glance at her, "What do you mean by not listening to you? Are you the big sister, or am I the big brother? No respect for elders."

After the words fell, he added a sentence as an explanation: "Just now, when I turned in front of the courtyard gate, I saw his car, and then thought of you not letting me enter the tea house. Putting it together, I knew."

Su Ruoyun's focus wasn't here anymore, but instead picked on his words, "You even remembered his car?"

Why did this question sound so wrong?

Su Mingyan frowned slightly, bent his slender fingers, and knocked on the steering wheel, making a few crisp sounds, "Is that license plate number with one letter and one number hard to remember?"

"Okay."

Attempting to probe her big brother's attitude failed, Su Ruoyun wasn't discouraged and asked directly: "Why do you have such a bad relationship with Mr. Huo?"

"Mr. Huo?" Su Mingyan silently repeated Su Ruoyun's address, as if amused by this address, his lips curled, and then he spoke lazily: "Adults' business, why do children care so much."

Su Mingyan's attitude of avoiding the topic aroused Su Ruoyun's curiosity even more, hooking her high.

"Do I need to remind you, your sister, I was born in 2000, and I am twenty-five years old this year."

"No matter how big you are, you are still five years younger than your brother."

Seeing that she was really curious, Su Mingyan just briefly glossed over it, his tone sparse and ordinary, "They are all old things,"

Just when Su Ruoyun thought he was going to expand on it, the next second, the man changed the subject and said four words lightly, "Not worth mentioning."

"……" Su Ruoyun.

On the other side, the protagonist of the topic discussed by the brother and sister was also in the car.

Huo Jingcheng walked out of the tea house unhurriedly, and Lin Cheng had already driven the car to the entrance parking lane.

The courtyard house was located deep in the hutong, and it was difficult for luxury cars to attract attention.

He stepped down a few steps, raised his hand to open the car door, and just sat in the back row when the phone in his pocket rang.

Huo Jingcheng lowered his eyes, looked at the name displayed on the screen, his thumb swiped to answer, and he put the phone to his ear.

As soon as the call was connected, Chen Zheyan's impatient inquiry came from the other side: "How is it, how is it, is that Boss Lady beautiful?"

Huo Jingcheng crossed his legs, leaned back against the leather seat, and responded lightly, a "Hmm" sound, neither big nor small, echoed in the car.

The car windows were tightly closed, and the car formed a closed space. Plus it was quiet, Lin Cheng, who was driving, could also hear seven or eight points of Chen Zheyan's words clearly.

His boss's answer fell into his ears abruptly, and Lin Cheng's temples jumped.

Chen Zheyan on the other end of the phone laughed twice, taking the opportunity to ask for credit, "Is it thanks to your brother telling you? Last time I went to One River Tobacco tea house, the Boss Lady wouldn't give me face and wouldn't entertain me... It was only when I sneaked into the courtyard that I saw the true face of this Boss Lady, resting on a lounge chair. That figure, that appearance, Su Mingyan's eye for picking women is quite good, hiding her so deep."

Learning that his friend sneaked into the courtyard, Huo Jingcheng frowned, "At least you are a big or small architect, pay attention to quality." After thinking for a while, he asked again, "Why do you say she is Su Mingyan's woman?"

The address "brother", if there were no accidents and no other special hobbies, was usually used for men who were of the same parents (or only same father, only same mother) or of the same clan and generation but older than oneself. The relationship between the two was completely contrary to the gold master and little star in the rumors.

It was not difficult for Chen Zheyan to recall things from a month or two ago, "Hiss, it seems like Su Mingyan said it at a party. If there was a need for tea, let everyone go to One River Tobacco tea house to take care of it, saying it was opened by his own people."

"Later, some people went once or twice and learned that it was a female boss. Everyone defaulted that it was a little star he kept outside. Su Mingyan didn't explain either, and the rumors spread."

"Isn't this popular now? Sending a tea house, beauty salon, etc., on one hand, it can be considered as promoting the little star, saying it's a decent profession, and tea artist sounds like it can bluff people. On the other hand, when breaking up, it can be used as a breakup fee, killing two birds with one stone. It's just that..."

"That three-entry courtyard house is worth several small targets. Su Mingyan is quite generous." Chen Zheyan sighed.

That three-entry courtyard house was not only worth hundreds of millions in market price, but it was also a cultural relic protection area, and the few hundred-year-old bodhi trees in the courtyard were first-class ancient trees.

"Rare to see you asking so much about a woman?"

Chen Zheyan made a small joke, his tone absent-minded, mostly teasing: "You didn't fall for that beautiful Boss Lady, did you?"

Three seconds later, there was silence on the phone.

Seeing that Huo Jingcheng didn't make a sound, he couldn't believe it and opened his mouth to curse, "I fuck, that Su guy snatched your project, you want to snatch his woman?"