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Chapter 112 If narcissism is a disease, you're probably terminally ill.
Huo Jingcheng and Huo Beiyue are cousins, but because they are much older than the eldest brother of the Huo family, who was in elementary school, they were born a year apart. Compared to the eldest brother, who was like an old cadre from a young age, these two did a lot of mischievous things. Basically, from kindergarten onwards, the things they did in the compound were all their "achievements".

As the saying goes, "You can tell what a person will be like at three years old." Later, as the two grew older, their personalities and temperaments remained unchanged, only their scope expanded beyond the compound. One went to the military region, and the other went into the business world.

"What's wrong?" Huo Beiyue put his left hand on his belt and took a step forward with his right leg, adopting a casual posture similar to standing at attention.

For Huo Jingcheng, his second brother had never shown any authority in front of him, let alone called him "second brother".

Huo Jingcheng straightened up slightly, raised his eyebrows, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips, conveying an elusive meaning.

Before he could speak, Huo Beiyue's phone rang. He raised his hand and gestured for Huo Jingcheng to wait a moment. He took his phone out of his pocket, glanced at the name on the screen, and his eyes flickered slightly.

He stared at the screen for three to five seconds, then looked up again, glanced at Huo Jingcheng standing opposite him, cleared his throat in a pretentious manner, and under Huo Jingcheng's gaze, turned around while swiping his finger to answer the call, "Hello."

"..."

"I have something to do right now, I'll hang up now." He gave a few simple replies and prepared to hang up the phone.

Unaware of what was being said on the other end, Huo Beiyue frowned in distress and said coldly, "Didn't I already say last night that I'm not going back tonight..."

"..."

Hearing the soft words on the other end, Huo Beiyue unconsciously stroked the phone case with his fingertips, his expression gradually softening. He changed his words, "Okay, you stay here for now, I'll come find you after we finish eating."

"..."

"No? What do you mean no? Who spoiled you like this... Who missed you..."

Huo Beiyue's deep voice reached his ears. Huo Jingcheng looked at the stubborn look on the man's face and couldn't help but chuckle, his smile deepening.

He looked up at the sky, which was gradually turning blue-black, and then stretched out his long arm to Huo Beiyue, who had turned around, and hooked his index finger.

Huo Beiyue was confused and frowned. He saw Huo Jingcheng look at the car keys in his hand, raise the keys, and ask Huo Jingcheng what he wanted to do.

"You still want to take that girl home?" Huo Jingcheng's voice wasn't too loud, but just loud enough to be heard on the other end of the phone, and his tone was teasing.

The next second, before Huo Beiyue could explain, a busy tone came from the receiver, and his face instantly turned gloomy.

"..." Huo Beiyue.

Huo Beiyue slowly tightened his grip on the phone with his right hand, suppressing the swear words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He glanced at the black-screened phone in his hand, then at Huo Jingcheng standing across from him waiting, and resignedly handed over the car keys.

Huo Jingcheng had clearly achieved his goal, but he was still being unreasonable. As he walked past Huo Beiyue, he patted his second brother on the shoulder and said, "I've helped you this time. Think about how you're going to repay me."

His words carried a Beijing accent, casual and relaxed.

This remark was met with a brief, cold snort.

"We must repay them properly." Each word was clearly squeezed out from Huo Beiyue's lips, with a hint of gritted teeth, as if he were saying he wanted to "get revenge properly." He then patted Huo Jingcheng's right shoulder with his other hand.

Huo Beiyue had been in the military region for many years, unlike Huo Jingcheng who had only been there for two short years. Huo Beiyue was strong, and with one slap, Huo Jingcheng felt as if his internal injuries were about to be expelled.

He coughed lightly twice, not daring to provoke Huo Beiyue any further, and then strode towards the door. As he walked out of the gate, his pace slowed down. Su Ruoyun and Song Yunwen were chatting by the car.

The girl looked well-behaved and polite, with a bright smile, just like the five-year-old flying rabbit with droopy ears on both sides of her head. She was not like the fierce little lion who would bite him whenever she was with him.

The faint sound of footsteps reached Song Yunwen's ears. She looked up and followed the sound, thinking it was her nephew, but it turned out to be her son.

However, in front of Su Ruoyun, she was too embarrassed to ask any more questions, so she could only smile and say, "Since the third brother is here, we won't keep you any longer. Come visit us often next time you have time."

Su Ruoyun smiled, her eyes crinkling, and replied, "Okay."

Seeing the maid unload the tea set from the trunk of the Mercedes, she walked over and watched her with concern.

As she walked toward the trunk of the car, Song Yunwen whispered to Huo Jingcheng, "Why is it you? Where's the second brother?"

As she spoke, she glanced into the courtyard, trying to spot Huo Beiyue.

Huo Jingcheng followed her gaze and glanced around casually. He saw that there was no one in the yard, and then subtly scolded his second brother. His voice was very nonchalant, "Go inside to get the car keys, then regretted it and refused to take him home."

Upon hearing this, Song Yunwen frowned and casually retorted, "The second brother is really something."

Not seeing Huo Beiyue, she turned her head back, looked away, and looked at Huo Jingcheng, instructing him, "You must make sure to get that girl home safely."

"Don't worry, Ms. Song." Huo Jingcheng wrapped the keychain around his well-defined fingers.

The servant placed the tea set on Huo Beiyue's Hummer.

Su Ruoyun smiled slightly at Song Yunwen, her gaze subtly sweeping over Huo Jingcheng, who was standing by the driver's side door. She blinked, then bent down and sat in the passenger seat.

Huo Jingcheng nodded to Song Yunwen, then got into the car, fastened his seatbelt, and started the engine.

The Hummer drove out of the parking space and smoothly headed out of the compound. Several soldiers standing guard at the gate raised their hands in salute and watched it go.

The car bumped a bit as it went over several speed bumps. Su Ruoyun glanced back and saw that the tea set in the trunk was made of porcelain and was fragile. Worried that it might break, she couldn't help but say, "Drive slowly."

"how?"

With his slender, well-defined fingers casually resting on the steering wheel, Huo Jingcheng glanced at her sideways, a slight twitch of his thin lips. He knew Su Ruoyun was worried about the tea set, but he still deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, "Want to spend more time with me?"

Although he said that, he still eased off the accelerator, and the Hummer's speed noticeably decreased.

"...If narcissism is a disease, you must be terminally ill by now."

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