Chapter 1195: 1163 A Life Like an Idol Drama (Alliance Leader sueyee12 Bonus Chapter 3)

Hu Yan Hui nodded, then shook her head.

"Hurry up and say, what's wrong?" Su Yun said.

"At that time it was evening, I didn't see clearly, just felt it was remarkably smooth." Hu Yan Hui said: "Back then I felt it was comparable to you, Yun Ge'er."

"Impossible, it must be an illusion." Su Yun said confidently and seriously, "How could anyone compare to me."

"Never mind him, then what?" Chang Yue asked, especially curious.

"Later the next day, he added me on WeChat." Hu Yan Hui said.

What happened next goes without saying. She was hit on, and given Hu Yan Hui's looks, such a thing is relatively rare; being flirted with by a male god comparable to Su Yun is even rarer, leaving one at a loss for words.

"What kind of person is it? Let me see." Chang Yue hurriedly said.

A short video was sent to Chang Yue's WeChat; she opened it and her eyes gradually lit up.

Su Yun was dissatisfied with that expression, pouting: "Look at your fangirlish self—what a big deal."

"It's a traffic police promotional video." Xie Yiren lifted her head, smiling, said, "It's really handsome."

Sending them one by one was too troublesome, so Su Yun simply created a new group, and Hu Yan Hui posted the video in the small group.

In the video, a traffic officer in his twenties, with sharp cheekbones and handsome, directs traffic in the rain.

The whole video is short, only a dozen seconds, but the angle is perfect, and the officer inside is truly handsome; amidst wind and rain he looks as steadfast as a rock, overall giving a dreamlike feeling.

Especially Hu Yan Hui, who had watched it who knows how many times before, now opens it and watches it over and over, her eyes glazed.

Su Yun was still relatively objective; he pondered a moment and said, "You're just a bit behind me, but only a little. Little Hu, you're really lucky."

"Mm!" Hu Yan Hui, having watched the traffic police promo who knows how many times, nodded unconsciously and said, "These days I've been living like an idol drama."

Su Yun pursed his lips, showing great disdain for the idol drama description.

Working together, isn't every day like an idol drama?

Zheng Ren finished watching the video, yet couldn't help but open it again for another look. The overall effect was excellent, and the person in it looked excellent too. Hu Yan Hui's luck is really good, Zheng Ren remarked.

"Little Hu, how old is your boyfriend?" Chang Yue suddenly asked.

"" The whole place fell silent.

Earlier, when watching the video, everyone felt something was off, but no one noticed this. The young man in the video looks not that old, while Hu Yan Hui is already thirty, one year older than Zheng Ren.

"Uh..." Hu Yan Hui hesitated for a moment; it was obvious this question hit the nail on the head.

"Is there a 25-year-old?"

"No way, he's definitely over thirty; the man looks young, truly enviable."

"He... he... is 22 years old this year." Hu Yan Hui said.

22? What the heck?

Su Yun smiled faintly, stood up, walked over to Chang Yue's side, and kicked her chair.

"What are you doing?" Chang Yue asked unhappily.

At the wine table, Chang Yue has never feared anyone. As long as she's at the table, her confidence is full—this is a habit cultivated over the years.

Those who weren't convinced all crawled under the table.

"Can you be Little Hu's life mentor? You'd do better just guiding yourself. Change seats, and I'll talk to Little Hu about what she should pay attention to." Su Yun said with a smile.

"What's there to pay attention to."

"Sigh, look at Little Hu like that—there's definitely a problem. Hurry up, we'll eat soon. If I drink, I won't speak seriously." Su Yun said.

"I agree with the second half of your last sentence." Chang Yue adjusted her eyes and said.

Having said that, she still stood up and gave Su Yun her seat.

Zheng Ren watched Su Yun and Hu Yan Hui whispering, feeling that this girl's luck was truly not ordinary.

In his career, Peng Jia threw him aside to do surgery livestreams nearby, and it's said he's been continuously promoted and given raises. Emotionally, being actively flirted with by a handsome guy eight years younger than him, he's living a life like an idol drama.

Does this count as a double harvest in love and career?

Probably so.

As for what Su Yun is nagging Hu Yan Hui about, Zheng Ren can guess—it's just reminding her of possible things that might happen.

"It's pretty handsome." Zheng Ren, seeing Xie Yiren put away her phone, made small talk.

"It's alright, but not as handsome as you are during surgery." Xie Yiren whispered.

"Right, when the boss wears a mask and cap during surgery, covering his face, he looks much more pleasing." Su Yun, in the midst of his busyness, still didn't forget to throw a jab at Zheng Ren.

Will this guy always be like this his whole life? Zheng Ren somewhat doesn't understand Su Yun's lifestyle.

As things quieted down, dishes began to be placed on the table. Nothing special, just some home-cooked meals.

Hoping Sun Ming would treat us to a big meal isn't realistic either.

Sun Ming first, still feeling uneasy, offered a few polite words, thanked Zheng Lao Ban, and also gave Professor Liu Zewei a welcome, celebrating the team's strength and such, then started drinking.

Smelling the alcohol, Zheng Ren got a bit of a headache. Although he hadn't drunk, he also felt dizzy.

As for everyone speaking insincerely at the wine table, Zheng Ren was even more—left ear in, right ear out. If it weren't for Xiao Yi Ren beside him, Zheng Ren would really just leave.

With this time, he might as well squat in the System Library and read a book.

Eating really is a waste of time, but Su Yun said it's a necessary social obligation. Zheng Ren also feels troubled; sometimes he thinks it might be better to be an Inpatient Chief in the Emergency Department.

However, an Inpatient Chief doesn't sleep well, so Zheng Ren imagines himself hanging motionless on a tree like a giant panda—only then would his days be most fulfilling.

Around nine, after eating and drinking their fill, everyone dispersed. Su Yun said he hadn't had enough and wanted to go to another drinking session. Zheng Ren expressionlessly refused outright; Heizi was still at home, needing to be walked in the evening.

Having Heizi, life seems to have gained an extra chore, a bit of a hassle. But when Zheng Ren thinks of its lame hind leg, he feels this matter isn't really anything.

Returning home, a dark shadow lunged straight at him, startling Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren put a leash on Heizi and led him downstairs. Having walked for a few days, Su Yun on this side had already gotten the dog license done. Since it's a police dog, the vaccination papers and such are also complete, saving some trouble.

After ten, going downstairs to walk the dog, he also had to bring bags and tongs, full gear; Zheng Ren felt it was somewhat troublesome. Moreover, Heizi staying home all day sees no one; wouldn't he be lonely and lonely?

This time Zheng Ren really felt like getting a villa with a yard—though a bit farther, at least Heizi could run around happily in the yard, bask in the sun, which is also nice.