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Chapter 111 The arranged marriage is with Huo Jingcheng's second brother.
Song Yunwen and Su Ruoyun were chatting in the living room. Since it was uncertain when Old Master Huo would wake up, Song Yunwen invited Su Ruoyun to go to the flower room in the back to look at the flowers.

The greenhouse is air-conditioned, so it's not too hot.

Su Ruoyun stood with her hands behind her back, gazing at the rows of famous flowers on the flower racks from afar.

Song Yunwen gently twirled the flower shears, carefully trimming the excess flower spikes from the spider plant. The scent of greenery surrounded her. Su Ruoyun strolled leisurely in the greenhouse, her peripheral vision occasionally catching sight of a tree standing quietly in a blue-and-white porcelain flowerpot on the ground.

Evergreen, narrow-leaved, star-shaped white flowers. The petals are light, soft, delicate, and smooth, with a silky texture. The flowers are small and exquisite, as white as snow, and densely clustered on narrow green leaves of varying shades, with yellow stamens adding a touch of color.

"What kind of flower is this?" Su Ruoyun asked curiously.

As she spoke, she bent down, brought the pure white flowers close, wrinkled her nose and sniffed. In an instant, a faint, sweet fragrance suddenly wafted into her nostrils.

Song Yunwen turned her head at the sound, stopped what she was doing, and then looked at Su Ruoyun and patiently explained, "Those are orange blossoms."

Seeing the curiosity in her eyes, Song Yunwen added, "Orange blossoms usually bloom in March and April..."

After Song Yunwen's explanation, Su Ruoyun nodded in understanding and began to think about what would happen if orange blossoms were added to tea.

The two sat in the greenhouse for a while, and then a servant came into the glass room to inform them that Old Master Huo had woken up.

Song Yunwen stood up slowly and gently, her smile gentle. "Let's go, the old man has been talking about you for a long time."

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The Huo family has a dedicated tea room.

On one corner of the tea table, a gilded bronze incense burner with mythical beast patterns stands quietly.

At the mouth of the incense burner, wisps of thin, fragrant mist, like a narrow slit in the sky, meandered out and rose gently, spreading a soothing sandalwood scent in the air, its subtle fragrance lingering all around.

Amidst the fragrant aroma filling the room, several valuable antique calligraphy and paintings are arranged in a pleasing and orderly manner, adding to the elegance.

Old Master Huo was already seated in the tea room. Su Ruoyun greeted him politely, "Old Master Huo."

"They've arrived." Old Master Huo closed his eyes, feigning sleep, and leaned back in his chair.

"Mm," she replied, then placed the tea she had brought on the tea table.

Su Ruoyun washed her hands and burned incense.

She brought her own tea set when she came, but after seeing the utensils in the tea room, she decided not to use them.

Warm the cup, add the tea leaves... serve the tea.

Old Huo watched with a focused expression.

Pounding tea, grinding tea... Seven kinds of tea, tea-making performances.

Su Ruoyun held a tea ladle, scooped up water to paint, and the tea foam diluted and turned white, and a pine tree appeared on the canvas.

Pine and cypress trees are evergreen and are considered to represent longevity, symbolizing noble and upright character and an indomitable spirit.

"Your tea ceremony skills are quite good," Old Huo commented, holding a Jianzhan teacup.

Su Ruoyun smiled.

Old Master Huo came downstairs at 2:10 and spent an hour making tea. Logically, Su Ruoyun should have left the compound around 3:00.

But Old Master Huo kept Su Ruoyun there until after five o'clock, using chess as an excuse or asking her about tea, making Su Ruoyun feel embarrassed to say goodbye.

It wasn't until the men of the Huo family returned from get off work that she realized she had been deceived by this old man. She bit her lip lightly, met the eyes of Old Master Huo sitting opposite her, and he smiled at her with a 'kind and benevolent' expression.

Su Ruoyun felt a chill run down her spine and silently moved to the side.

At that moment, a Cullinan slowly pulled up in the driveway. Huo Jingcheng strode out of the car and quickly walked into the yard. He only glanced at the Mercedes that had suddenly appeared at the gate and didn't pay it much attention.

Song Yunwen was preparing dinner in the dining room when she saw Huo Jingcheng enter. She took the initiative to say, "The old man is in the living room, playing chess with the guests."

Huo Jingcheng nodded slightly, not asking who the guest was, assuming he was just the old man's chess friend, and turned to walk directly into the living room.

My gaze swept over one of the people in the living room. The figure beside the low table stood out. He was looking down, focused on the chessboard.

Huo Jingcheng's steps seemed to be suddenly paused, and he stopped abruptly, standing still with one hand in his pocket and a string of agarwood prayer beads on his left hand, which usually wore a watch.

The steady footsteps approached from afar. Su Ruoyun was playing chess with Old Master Huo when she suddenly heard a faint sound. She subconsciously looked up and cast her gaze toward the entrance to the living room.

A tall, slender figure leaned against the doorframe, with striking features and deep-set eyes, still sporting his usual carefree demeanor.

Her hand trembled, and she panicked.

Old Huo: "Hey, are you sure you want to get off here?"

Su Ruoyun paused for a moment, then looked away from Huo Jingcheng, lowered her eyes, and focused her gaze back on the chessboard. "I made a mistake."

"No regrets after making a move, no regrets after making a move..." Old Huo said twice, and then placed his white piece.

When Su Ruoyun looked up again, the figure at the door had already disappeared.

After finishing the game, Su Ruoyun took her leave.

To everyone's surprise, when they were about to leave, the car wouldn't start.

Su Ruoyun's face scrunched up, feeling incredibly unlucky. Just then, right in front of her in the parking lane, was Huo Jingcheng's Cullinan.

Upon seeing this, Song Yunwen stepped forward, raised her hand, and gently knocked on the car window. The window slowly rolled down, revealing her gentle and dignified face.

"Don't be so polite with me. Have dinner at home tonight before you leave, and I'll have someone check the car for any problems."

"The housekeeper has already cooked dinner, so I won't bother you any longer."

Seeing that Su Ruoyun insisted on leaving, Song Yunwen pondered for a moment and turned her gaze to the tall and upright figure standing in the courtyard. "Then I'll have the second brother take you back."

Su Ruoyun opened her eyes wide, "No...no need, I can take a taxi myself."

But Song Yunwen didn't listen to her. She beckoned Huo Beiyue over, told him what had happened, and then said, "Take Ruoyun home."

"Okay, I'll go get the car keys." Huo Beiyue didn't mind and readily agreed.

Upon hearing this, Song Yunwen smiled slightly and said to Su Ruoyun, "Then let Bei Yue take you back. There aren't many taxis around here, and it's hard to get one."

Therefore, Su Ruoyun had no choice but to agree.

Huo Beiyue walked into the yard, picked up his car keys, and then prepared to turn around and leave.

As I passed through the courtyard by the entrance, I heard a faint male voice.

"Second brother."

Huo Beiyue was startled by the word "Second Brother" and turned his head sharply. He saw Huo Jingcheng leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, smiling innocently.

His lips twitched involuntarily. He and Huo Jingcheng were only one year apart in age, and Huo Jingcheng had never called him "brother" since he started elementary school.

His back was immediately covered with a thin layer of sweat.

My darlings, please read on! Mua!