Chapter 62

Before the waiter could open his mouth, the man's low and magnetic voice came, carrying a bit of displeasure, "A big shot from Shencheng."

The topic jumped suddenly. Huo Jingcheng's face was hidden and unhappy, frowning, his black eyes fixed on the person in front of him, "I'm here, why are you worrying about others?"

The noses of the two were almost bumping together. Su Ruoyun sensed that the distance between the two was too close, and subconsciously tilted her head back, while her body also took a small step back.

Hearing this, she tilted her eyes at Huo Jingcheng sideways, and didn't respond to his question. Her thoughts gradually drifted away, pondering in her heart: The back of that woman looks very familiar, like Xu Erhan. The owner of the private room is also from Shencheng, could it be...

She wasn't sure if it was an illusion brought by a similar back.

Seeing Su Ruoyun silent for a long time, Huo Jingcheng clicked his tongue secretly, thinking she was still 'thinking' about that big shot from Shencheng.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly his long arm stretched out, raising his hand to buckle the back of her neck. The movement was neat and forceful, just like a snow wolf preying on a cunning rabbit, accurately biting its prey, holding her firmly in his palm, unable to break free.

Su Ruoyun was forced to lift her head, and a pair of beautiful eyes were filled with the man's handsome face. An uncomfortable feeling came from her neck.

She furrowed her thin brows, raised her hand with a crisp "bang" sound, and slapped his forearm down decisively, leaving a red mark that was difficult to fade on Huo Jingcheng's elbow, "What are you doing, moving your hands and feet again?"

Hearing this, the waiter's head on the side lowered and lowered again, almost sticking to the ground, his gaze fixed on the flower pattern of the floor tiles, not daring to look up at all.

Huo Jingcheng lowered his eyes, stared at the red mark on his forearm for two or three seconds, then raised his head, looking at Su Ruoyun, and asked instead of answering: "What were you thinking just now?"

"The head is mine, I think about whatever I want, it's none of your business." Su Ruoyun said seriously.

As the words fell, she opened her eyes wide, lifted her chin slightly, and let out a snort from her nasal cavity.

Looking at her arrogant appearance, Huo Jingcheng bent the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

The complicated carpet absorbed all the sounds silently. A waiter led the distinguished guest, walking on the spiral staircase with light steps, walking toward the second-floor private room area.

Huo Jingcheng's peripheral vision inadvertently swept across the staircase, swept over the figure he had seen not long ago, subconsciously glanced at Su Ruoyun, and before she reacted, stretched out his long arm, hooked her waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Su Ruoyun staggered, her whole person uncontrollably falling into Huo Jingcheng's arms. Before she could open her mouth to blame, she heard a low, hoarse voice, the man gnashing his teeth and whispering in her ear: "The big shot you like is here."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Su Ruoyun scolded softly, carrying a bit of reproach.

As soon as the words fell, a clear voice suddenly came.

"Huozong."

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun, in this posture of falling into Huo Jingcheng's arms, lifted her eyelids, her gaze falling on the man in front of her casually, examining him carefully.

He was wearing a black coat, his brows and eyes were deep, his nose was high, his eyes were light, and his whole body exuded a cold aura, also carrying the nobility of a noble son, as if isolated from the bustle of the auction tonight.

The only thing that was inconsistent with his cold temperament was the painted enamel hand warmer he held in his hand, small and exquisite, forming a wonderful contrast with his cold temperament.

Holding a hand warmer in this season?

Late May, the weather in Sijiucheng is mixed with rain and sunshine. Although it is not hot, it is not cold enough to use a hand warmer.

Before she could think of the answer, on that side, Huo Jingcheng had already opened his mouth indifferently, interrupting her thoughts: "Young Master Meng."

Su Ruoyun heard this "Young Master Meng" and had already confirmed her guess. This is Xu Erhan's doll-marriage object.

Meng Lizhou nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over Su Ruoyun in Huo Jingcheng's arms without a trace. Sensing that she was staring at him without blinking, he nodded slightly at her, distant and polite.

Seeing the two of them in an intimate posture, he said slowly: "Then I won't disturb Huozong."

Opening his mouth was that clear voice, cold and clear.

Su Ruoyun's gaze caught the man standing beside Meng Lizhou, dressed like an assistant, with a cashmere blanket draped over his elbow, clearly to be draped over Meng Lizhou. Hand warmer plus cloak, this Young Master Meng, how afraid of cold is he?

The waiter made a 'please' gesture, leading Meng Lizhou to continue walking inside.

Su Ruoyun and Huo Jingcheng watched Meng Lizhou walk into the private room in the corner, and then the door closed tightly.

The two withdrew their gazes together, and then their gazes met suddenly in the air. After no more than one or two seconds, Su Ruoyun pretended to be calm and looked away, raised her hand to tidy up her messy hair, and realized that her body was still half-leaning against Huo Jingcheng, and then exited his embrace.

"Do you like his type?" Huo Jingcheng tightened his palm subconsciously, but the empty touch in his palm came, and his heart felt empty.

He sneered at Meng Lizhou. Seeing Su Ruoyun silent, the unhappy mood spread from his heart to his whole body, and he slandered and smeared his business partner even more relentlessly: "Holding a hand warmer in the middle of summer, who knows if he has played his body empty, this kind of person addicted to sound and color is definitely not a good thing."

"..." Su Ruoyun.

Actually, it is only late May, which can't be called 'middle of summer'.

What Su Ruoyun cared about was not Meng Lizhou at all, but...

If his body is not good, then what should her Er'er do?

She pursed her lips and said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't like him." After thinking about it, she asked again: "Is his body really not good?"

Originally hearing Su Ruoyun's previous answer, Huo Jingcheng's face cleared slightly, and then hearing her later question, his face turned black again.

Before he could open his mouth, Su Jiayi's iconic lazy voice came from the staircase. Su Ruoyun's pupils shrank, and she hurriedly raised her hand, pulling and dragging Huo Jingcheng out of the door.

In the next second, accompanied by a dull and decisive sound, "bang—" the door was slammed shut, isolating Huo Jingcheng outside.

Huo Jingcheng stepped forward unconsciously, but almost bumped into the door.

Before he could react, Su Mingyan's voice came into his ears, "Huozong."

Huo Jingcheng turned his head to look over. Su Mingyan and Su Jiayi were standing at the top of the stairs, one with a lazy posture, arms crossed, one standing tall and straight, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, the two walking forward unhurriedly.

Su Mingyan's smile faded slightly, he glanced at the door of the private room thoughtfully, then turned to look at Huo Jingcheng, and opened his mouth slowly: "Huozong, standing in front of my private room, is there anything?"

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