Chapter 87

With Huo Jingcheng present, the police at the police station said they would carefully look at all the surveillance again and do their best to help Su Ruoyun find the handbag.

After leaving her contact information, Su Ruoyun followed him step by step out of the police station.

"How did you know I was at the police station? Are you investigating me?"

Huo Jingcheng walked with large strides, and Su Ruoyun needed to jog to keep up with his pace. After realizing this, he immediately slowed down.

Huo Jingcheng turned his eyes and looked at the confusion on Su Ruoyun's face. He didn't deny that he had privately investigated Su Ruoyun's location, and explained lazily: "I'm afraid you'll get lost in big Shencheng."

"I'm not a child," she denied the "getting lost" in Huo Jingcheng's mouth, frowned, and then questioned: "What right do you have to investigate me?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you are not a child, it's just that I'm afraid my treasure will be lost." Huo Jingcheng's tone was casual, his hands in his pockets, glancing at her carelessly, smiling.

After two seconds, Su Ruoyun realized that the "treasure" in Huo Jingcheng's mouth referred to herself. Goosebumps rose on her arms instantly, and she moved a small step to the right in disgust, keeping a distance from him.

Huo Jingcheng took in her small movements.

Standing at the entrance of the police station, Su Ruoyun wanted to say goodbye to Huo Jingcheng and take a taxi back to the hotel, but didn't expect to be stuffed directly into the car by him. It wasn't the Cullinan from Sijiucheng, but it was also a luxury car.

Night fell, and the lights came on.

A Rolls-Royce moved leisurely like a black phantom, the car body lines smooth and full of tension, the interior luxurious, the car driving steadily, shuttling through the city in the dark night. By the time it arrived at the hotel, it was already seven in the evening, and the lights of the whole city were gradually lit.

Su Ruoyun touched her slightly sunken stomach. Having not eaten for nearly five hours, she already felt hungry. So, she decided to return to the room first, order dinner, and comfort her rumbling stomach.

The Rolls-Royce drove straight into the basement of the hotel, found an empty parking space, and parked. The driver didn't rush upstairs. The two of them took the elevator, going straight up. The elevator rose steadily, never stopping on other floors. There were only the two of them in the car.

Su Ruoyun leaned against the elevator wall, holding her phone with one hand, chatting with Su Mingyan. He had just finished the meeting and was asking Su Ruoyun the reason for calling him.

The police had already given their guarantee, and Su Ruoyun didn't tell Su Mingyan about the matter again, brushing it off briefly, only saying that there was something, but it had been resolved.

She suddenly realized that Su Mingyan's meeting had lasted for a long time, and he hadn't eaten dinner either. She stopped chatting and hurriedly urged him to go eat quickly.

No new messages popped up in the chat box. Su Ruoyun deleted the background and straightened up slightly. The numbers on the elevator screen kept jumping, and soon reached the top two floors.

Accompanied by a "ding," the elevator door slid open. Seeing Huo Jingcheng intending to step out of the elevator, Su Ruoyun said goodbye hurriedly.

Huo Jingcheng raised his brows, his fingertips firmly pressing the open button, turned to look at her, his voice lazy, "Don't want your things anymore?"

Su Ruoyun was stunned for a moment, then realized he was talking about the bag. Her eyes lit up instantly, full of joy, and she blurted out: "You found it?"

Huo Jingcheng didn't respond, walked out slowly with a leisurely pace, every step carrying carelessness.

Seeing this, Su Ruoyun hurried to step out of the elevator and followed.

Entering the room was like stepping into Huo Jingcheng's private space.

With a "pop," the lights in the room started to work, a piece of brightness.

Huo Jingcheng raised his hand to untie the buttons of his trench coat, untying them one by one from top to bottom, took it off, and threw the coat aside casually. While rolling the shirt cuffs to his forearms, revealing a small section of strong forearm lines, he walked toward the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window with a leisurely pace, sat down, leaned his upper body back slightly, his legs naturally crossed, his sitting posture relatively casual.

In stark contrast to Huo Jingcheng's casual posture, Su Ruoyun was obviously much more nervous, her heart jumping back and forth like a little rabbit, feeling uneasy, deliberately keeping a safe distance from him.

Huo Jingcheng stared at her slow movements, flicked the cigarette case, a cigarette was knocked out, and he lit it skillfully. Amidst the flickering sparks, blue-white smoke rose from the slender cigarette body, lingering and circling around his long fingertips, creating a pool of light circles.

Su Ruoyun was secretly annoyed, feeling that she was still too rash, following him into the room so confusedly. A sense of unease surged into her heart, and she hurriedly asked: "Where is my bag?"

"They are on the way to send it over." Huo Jingcheng pinched the cigarette and slowly exhaled, saying truthfully.

Hearing him say this, she breathed a sigh of relief, then said: "Then I'll go back to my room first. If the bag is delivered, please..."

Before she could finish, Huo Jingcheng interrupted her: "I'm too lazy to be bothered."

"Come here." His deep voice sounded, carrying an irresistible meaning.

Su Ruoyun hesitated for a few seconds, and finally stepped forward, her tone flat: "What for?"

Huo Jingcheng stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms. The unique fragrance of gardenia drifted over, like a wisp of soft smoke, drifting into his nasal cavity, the fragrance clear, cold, and just right.

Not the awkward face-to-face sitting posture from before, this time, Su Ruoyun pulled her legs together and sat sideways on Huo Jingcheng's lap.

After many "trials," Su Ruoyun was almost used to it, her expression cold and waveless, "Let go, let me go."

Just as the words fell, she only felt her neck warm. The man buried his head in her neck, his breath spraying on her fair skin, as if electric currents were wandering back and forth. Immediately after, her collarbone was bitten, and a faint pain came.

"You pervert!"

"You kissed me last time too." Huo Jingcheng raised his head slightly, squinting at her.

"I... I was an accident." Su Ruoyun hurriedly explained, her cheeks stained with a blush, but she had reasons.

Last time, she turned her head carelessly and happened to bump into Huo Jingcheng's mouth.

Huo Jingcheng said "Oh" meaningfully and nodded as if it were true, "I kiss you, and I'm a pervert; you kiss me, and it's an accident. I don't think you should be a tea house boss lady; it's too much of a waste of talent. You should go to the High Court to be a judge, a presiding judge."

"If I say two words to you, you talk back. Are you so arrogant in front of everyone, or just in front of me?"

He closed his eyes slightly, his long, narrow eyes narrowed into a beautiful curve, meeting her panicked gaze, "Or are you fearless because you know I can't do anything to you?"

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