Chapter 69

By the time Su Ruoyun got into the car, it was already eleven o'clock at night. Old people went to bed early, so she didn't return to the Family Courtyard and simply drove back to her own apartment.

At this time, she had no idea that Chen Xiangjin had already started 'investigating' Huo Jingcheng.

Returning to the apartment, after washing up, Su Ruoyun walked out of the bathroom with a body full of water vapor. Her hair was half-dry, and the tips of her hair were shrouded in faint, hazy dampness, obediently drooping on her shoulders. A milky white silk pajama clung softly to her body, giving off a soft luster.

She raised her hand to gather her hair, and her peripheral vision inadvertently glanced at the bedside table. The phone that was charging happened to light up its screen, and the faint light flickered in the silence.

In the middle of the night, who else would send her a message?

Su Ruoyun paced over with unhurried steps, took the phone into her palm, held it with one hand, sat back into the soft bed, and tapped her fingertips lightly, skillfully sliding into the WeChat APP.

Huo Jingcheng: 【Change-of-address money for the younger sister.】

【Transfer】

After Su Ruoyun stared at the screen quietly for a few seconds, strange emotions seemed to be surging in the undercurrent, and her fingertips tapped two words on the keyboard quickly — 【Sick】.

She was just about to click send, but stopped her movement. After hesitating for a moment, she finally deleted those two words and then exited WeChat.

Less than two seconds after deleting the background, two more messages popped up one after another at the top of the screen.

Two direct and domineering words — 【Accept it.】

【I know you saw it.】

Su Ruoyun's breathing stagnated, and her gaze froze on the line of small text that kept jumping back and forth at the top. Only then did she suddenly remember that she had forgotten that WeChat had the "the other party is typing" prompt.

This time she didn't hesitate and typed a sentence directly in the chat box — 【Sick, so much drama.】

After the message was sent, Huo Jingcheng didn't reply to her immediately. Su Ruoyun held the phone with five fingers, turning it back and forth in boredom, her fingertips rubbing the phone case lightly, thinking in her heart: He is quite familiar.

Her gaze inadvertently glanced at the upper left corner of the screen, and she found that the time had already reached the early morning. In these few hours, could he have been stuck in that "Cousin-in-law" all along?

Just as her thoughts drifted away, the quiet room was suddenly broken by a pleasant ringtone.

Su Ruoyun lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the name flashing on the screen, and almost without hesitation, she raised her hand and hung up the phone directly.

The other end of the phone seemed to be wound up, persistently calling again and again. Her patience was worn out, and it was only when she was really impatient that she pressed the answer button.

"Hello." Su Ruoyun's voice carried a bit of coldness and impatience.

"Why did it take so long to answer the phone?" In the quiet night, a low and slightly hoarse male voice came slowly, as if wrapped in the lingering and ambiguity of the night, with a unique flavor.

"I was busy just now and didn't see it." Her speaking speed was very fast, using this to brush it off casually. The clumsy lie was full of loopholes, and one could tell it was a lie as soon as one heard it.

Hearing her response, Huo Jingcheng was silent for a moment, followed by a low laugh, his voice carrying a trace of imperceptible sigh: "... Little liar."

Su Ruoyun had no time to pay attention to his tender thoughts, her tone cold and hard: "What's the matter, speak quickly."

The tone on the other end of the phone carried a bit of careless laziness: "Nothing, can't I call you?"

"... If you do this again, I'll block you directly next time." She was silent for a few seconds, raised her long and slender legs, curled herself into the quilt, her little feet swaying back and forth, and then warned.

Huo Jingcheng put away that playful look and asked seriously: "Are you free tomorrow? I want to come to the Tea House for tea."

"Tomorrow..." Su Ruoyun's voice lowered unconsciously, staring at the ceiling above her head in a daze. After pondering for a moment, she opened her mouth: "Okay, come tomorrow, I'll return the bracelet and those guqin silk strings to you."

"Then it seems I'm not free tomorrow again." His voice was unhurried, floating into her ears lightly.

As the words fell, Su Ruoyun bit her lip in anger, slapped the thin quilt beside her hard with her palm, and a muffled sound came out, grinding her teeth: "If you play with me like this again, don't come to the Tea House in the future."

Huo Jingcheng leaned lazily against the back of the sofa chair, his strong body wrapped in a loose dark blue bathrobe, his two long legs crossed, a smile on the corners of his mouth: "Okay, I won't tease you, I'll have my assistant make an appointment."

"Hmm, then I'm hanging up."

"Good night."

"Good night." She repeated.

After hanging up the phone, Huo Jingcheng looked at the call record, the corners of his mouth lifted, and then he dialed another call.

Lin Cheng was sleeping soundly when the phone ringtone rang unexpectedly in the middle of the night, pulling him out of his sleep without warning.

He rubbed his eyes in a daze, his hands subconsciously rubbing his eye sockets that were swollen from sleep. When he saw the familiar note name on the screen, his sleepiness dissipated quite a bit, and he became a little more awake.

He hurriedly answered the phone: "Hello, Boss."

"..."

"Okay, then I'll go make an appointment now. Boss, is there anything else?"

Huo Jingcheng shook a cigarette out of the cigarette case, then held it in his lips, and lit it for himself. Holding the cigarette in his mouth, he said vaguely while puffing out smoke: "No."

He asked belatedly with a bit of conscience: "Did I wake you up?"

Lin Cheng: "No, I just haven't slept yet, I'm processing a report."

Huo Jingcheng gave an "Oh". Lin Cheng had followed him for many years. Given his years of experience in getting along with his superiors, he also had a certain understanding of this assistant, so naturally, he didn't believe his so-called ghost talk.

"I'll count your overtime pay for today later."

Hearing this, Lin Cheng's eyes shone brightly. There was no complaint about being woken up in the middle of the night, only the happiness of the unexpected joy of overtime pay: "Thank you, Boss."

At dawn the next day, the sky was dyed with a touch of fish-belly white, and the rising sun, like a golden fried egg, slowly poked its head out from the horizon.

Su Ruoyun was sitting at the dining table, enjoying her breakfast slowly, when she received a call from Ms. Ming.

She pulled a tissue from the tissue box on the side, because she had just pinched a fried dough stick, her whole hand became greasy. After wiping it slowly, her fingertips slid across the answer button, and she said softly: "Hello, Mom."

"Hmm, are you free this afternoon?" Ms. Ming asked straight to the point.

"... Maybe not free, there is a customer who needs to be entertained." Su Ruoyun picked at the phone case unconsciously, while her other hand held a spoon, stirring the millet porridge in the bowl back and forth.

The time Huo Jingcheng made an appointment for was this afternoon.

"Can't you hand it over to the employees under you?"

Ms. Ming called to take Su Ruoyun to try on the clothes for the night of the birthday banquet.

?? There should be an extra chapter later, babies, please keep reading