Chapter 61

It was indeed as Su Ruoyun said, the next day, Su Mingyan returned to normal, as if he hadn't taken what happened last night to heart, going to work and getting off work normally, having meetings and eating.

According to Su Jiayi: This is the calm before the storm.

Su Ruoyun also couldn't grasp Su Mingyan's thoughts. Saying he didn't care, impossible, he has his pride. Saying he cared, it seemed like just an ordinary blind date.

She didn't even know whether his words about taking a fancy to her were true or false.

The next evening, Su Mingyan's assistant Peng Ran called to inform Su Ruoyun that there would be an auction in Beijing recently, and there would be saplings appearing as auction items, located at the Art Center.

At that time, she was eating with Xu Erhan. Seeing her mention the auction, Xu Erhan asked: "Is it on the 27th?"

"Yes, are you going?"

Xu Erhan said lightly: "Hmm, going, are you buying jewelry or calligraphy and painting?"

Su Ruoyun shook her head, scooped a spoonful of mango pomelo sago, sent it into her mouth, the sweet and greasy taste instantly spread in her mouth, she narrowed her eyes enjoyably, tilted her head and said: "Neither, I plan to buy saplings."

She planned to plant a big tree in the traditional courtyard house.

On the 27th.

The Art Center adopts a dark gray stone exterior wall, with a thick texture, exuding the atmosphere of history and art precipitation. The unique glass skylight design at the top is ingenious.

Night fell, the lights were on, the architectural outline was outlined particularly clearly, cleverly integrated with the night view of Sijiucheng.

The auction hall is located underground. After passing through a dim corridor, you enter a spacious and bright hall. The high space is open and atmospheric.

The brilliant crystal chandelier light is soft, reflecting on the surrounding layout, and art paintings and exquisite reliefs are hung on the walls.

The auction area is orderly, rows of wooden seats are placed neatly, and the air is filled with a faint smell of leather and rich perfume.

The invitation letter was sent to Su Ruoyun's hands the night before.

Compared to the ladies in the hall who were dressed in gorgeous clothes and radiant, Su Ruoyun's dress was relatively simple, a white shirt dress with a black leather belt around her waist, outlining a good figure.

She climbed up the spiral staircase, reached the second-floor private room all the way, and as soon as she stepped on the second floor, Peng Ran had already been waiting at the top of the stairs. Seeing Su Ruoyun, he hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Miss Su, please this way."

Su Ruoyun followed him, stepped into a private room in the corridor, Peng Ran raised his hand to open the door, then blocked the door for Su Ruoyun, turned sideways to signal her to enter first. After entering, the wooden door was closed, isolating the noise of the outside world.

As soon as she entered, she found that it was empty inside, so she couldn't help but turn around and ask: "Where are my brother and Xiao San'er?"

"President Su and Third Young Master still have things to do, they will come over later."

As he spoke, Peng Ran handed over a stack of bound lists and a tablet, which were the promotional brochures and auction electronic system for tonight's auction.

"You look first."

"Okay," Su Ruoyun raised her hand to take it, and opened the first page of the auction item list, "You go back to my brother first, I'll stay here."

Peng Ran responded and turned to go out.

Su Ruoyun sat on the chair, flipping through the brochure nonchalantly, nothing more than jewelry, antiques, calligraphy, and paintings...

In a moment, the private room door was knocked, and three "dong dong dong" sounds that were neither light nor heavy were transmitted into the private room.

Su Ruoyun thought it was Su Mingyan and Su Jiayi, so she didn't pay much attention, lowering her head and focusing on the auction item list in her hand.

Half a second later, the black walnut wooden door was pushed open, and a tall and slender figure reflected into the room. The wall lamp in the corridor clearly projected his frame outline on the wooden floor, dragging a long shadow.

Huo Jingcheng leaned against the door frame, his posture lazy, dressed a bit formally, in a suit and leather shoes, his tie fastened meticulously at the top, the whole person abstinent and noble.

His gaze fell on Su Ruoyun sitting in the dark blue velvet chair without blinking, drooping her eyes, her expression focused.

The breeze poured into the private room, and the gauze curtains in front of the window shook uneasily. Su Ruoyun keenly captured this anomaly, sensed something was wrong, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the door.

The man's figure came into view. The moment she saw Huo Jingcheng clearly, she frowned imperceptibly.

Why is it him again?

Seeing that the owner of the private room had noticed, the waiter stood aside and reminded in a low voice: "President Huo, your private room is opposite."

Because of Huo Jingcheng's actions last time, it caused misunderstandings. This time, he insisted on not leaving, and Su Ruoyun had an even worse face toward him. Seeing that Huo Jingcheng didn't intend to leave, the irritability in her heart surged up, her tone was unkind, and she reminded again: "Didn't you hear his words, go back to your own private room."

"Miss Su and I are tea friends anyway, can't we even stand for a while?" Huo Jingcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, carrying a bit of nonchalant laziness, his long arm stretched out, his right hand resting on the ancient wooden door handle, his fingertips rubbing over the texture of the wood gently.

"No, this is my private room, and also... who is your tea friend."

Seeing that he was about to step into the room, Su Ruoyun panicked instantly, the promotional brochure placed on her knees fell on the carpet, making a subtle "bang".

She couldn't care about picking up the brochure, stepped forward in two or three steps, her petite body blocked in front of Huo Jingcheng, cutting off his way.

"Don't come in."

Who knows when Su Mingyan and Su Jiayi will come to the private room. By then, Huo Jingcheng will say something, do something, and cause misunderstandings.

Huo Jingcheng put one hand in his pocket, his expression calm, saying righteously: "I'm thirsty, want to ask for a cup of water."

As he spoke, his gaze moved to the tea table in the room, on which was a set of exquisite teapots and teacups.

Su Ruoyun remained unmoved, "You have it in your own private room."

Seeing her blocking the door stubbornly, Huo Jingcheng leaned over, pulling the distance between each other closer bit by bit. Between breaths, the warm breath sprayed on Su Ruoyun's cheeks from time to time.

His gaze was hot and scorching, locking her eyes straight, his deep, dark peach-blossom eyes carrying a bit of dark color that bewitched people's hearts, his voice low and hoarse: "I think yours is sweeter."

"..." Su Ruoyun.

She was stunned in place. After reacting, she pulled the corners of her mouth speechlessly, not knowing how to reply to him, simply closed her mouth and turned her head, no longer looking at Huo Jingcheng.

Inadvertently, her peripheral vision swept over a graceful female figure. She was stunned, then narrowed her eyes, examining carefully. Until that figure disappeared into the crack of the door, a sense of inexplicable familiarity suddenly struck.

Too busy to pay attention to Huo Jingcheng, she asked the waiter beside her as if possessed: "Whose guest is the private room in the innermost corner?"

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