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Chapter 180 Actually, you're sad too, aren't you?

Other women from prominent families wouldn't study the guqin for so many years; they would just pretend to be cultured and only need to know a little bit.

Su Ruoyun, however, threw herself into the world of the guqin and studied it for twenty years. No matter how talented she was, she still needed to practice. She never slacked off. In the first few years of her studies, she practiced the guqin every day while taking care of her academic work. Her fingers developed calluses, but she never complained.

Although Ming Manrong is considered a semi-professional in the industry and has a wealth of connections, she still has to personally walk this path to truly succeed.

……

The conversation lasted until 10 o'clock.

Su Mingyan stood alone by the window, the dark brown window frame adorned with intricate and exquisite wood carvings, gazing into the distance.

He inhaled the smoke into his lungs, his arm resting on the windowsill, black and white ash piling up at the end of the cigarette. He tapped the slender cigarette with his index finger and flicked it forward, the ash falling in a flurry.

Huo Jingcheng had already left the private room.

A pleasant cell phone ringtone sounded, and Su Mingyan took his phone out of his pocket. The screen displayed Su Ruoyun's name.

He deliberately left her hanging for a few minutes. Only she would do something as important as keeping her relationship a secret from her own brother.

Even after learning last night that Jiang Xihan was specially "invited" by Su Ruoyun, he was still not completely appeased.

As soon as the call connected, Su Ruoyun's ingratiating voice came through the phone.

"Brother~"

Her voice is so much sweeter than before.

Su Mingyan raised an eyebrow and immediately reprimanded, "Don't let me find him in Zijing Bay again. You're a young lady, and he's a strange man. What kind of image do you project together like that..."

He phrased it tactfully, only saying "stay together" rather than "live together."

The night wind rushed into the phone's receiver, making his deep, pleasant voice sound even colder.

"You know I have access to the hallway surveillance footage. If I find out more..."

Su Mingyan stopped talking in time, leaving the rest to Su Ruojun to use her imagination.

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun slumped onto the rosewood table, her face pale and dejected.

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On the other side, Huo Jingcheng inevitably drank a few bottles at the table, but he did not stagger.

As soon as he sat in the back seat of the car, he reached out and tugged at his tight tie, only to hear Lin Cheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turn his head and say:

"Mr. Huo, just now outside the private room, Mr. Su's assistant said a few words to me,"

As he spoke, Lin Cheng glanced at Huo Jingcheng's expression and then continued, "He said that for this energy development project, President Su wants you to go directly to Chairman Su."

Chairman Su, Su Zhanyu, is the current chairman of Hengfeng Group, and is also Su Ruojun's second uncle.

"……understood."

Feeling uncomfortable, Huo Jingcheng simply took off his tie.

In the quiet of the night, the sound of an engine rang out, and then the Cullinan drove out of the parking lot and slowly drove away from Wangjiang Tower.

About an hour later, the Maybach stopped in the driveway in front of the Xiyuan Villa.

Huo Jingcheng rubbed his swollen temples, suddenly opened his eyes, took the tie from the armrest into his palm, and then opened the door and got out of the car.

Not far away, a lone figure sat on a few steps.

He raised an eyebrow in surprise, stared intently, and recognized the figure as someone who slowly approached.

Why are you sitting here instead of going inside?

When Huo Jingcheng realized it was Su Ruoyun, he saw that she was only wearing a thin dress, so he immediately took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

Upon hearing Huo Jingcheng's voice, Su Ruoyun lifted her head from her knees, looking bewildered. "Um...you're back?"

As she spoke, she stood up, feeling dizzy. Huo Jingcheng smelled the strong odor of alcohol and put his hands on Su Ruojun's waist.

As she stood up, he noticed she was barefoot. "Where are your shoes?" Hearing this, Su Ruoyun paused, as if pondering his words. After realizing what he meant, she pouted and pointed with her chin at the single shoes below the steps.

Huo Jingcheng looked down and noticed a pair of bow-tie shoes at the bottom of the steps. Resigned, he bent down, took them from her, and then had her lift her feet so he could put them on for her.

Su Ruoyun walked barefoot on the steps. Even though the servants cleaned every day, the soles of her feet inevitably got a little dusty and looked dirty.

Huo Jingcheng held her small feet with one hand, and with the other hand he pulled a pocket square from his collar and carefully wiped away the dust from the soles of her feet, with incredible meticulousness and patience.

The night breeze was cool, and the temperature was low.

Su Ruoyun's feet were icy cold. After wiping them clean, he kneaded the soles of her feet to warm them for a while until they weren't so cold, then put her feet into her single shoes.

The low-cut shoes were delicate and elegant, making her feet look beautiful.

Seeing that Su Ruoyun was drunk, Huo Jingcheng simply picked her up and carried her all the way into the villa.

The last time Huo Jingcheng took Su Ruoyun back to Xiyuan Villa was before they had officially become a couple; she was so upset that she vomited all over him.

Thinking back on the past, Huo Jingcheng's thin lips curved slightly as he held the small bundle in his arms, his heart softening even more.

In the villa's entryway, a warm yellow wall lamp still shines quietly.

A maid was standing guard on one side of the kitchen. As soon as Huo Jingcheng carried Su Ruoyun into the room, the maid immediately stepped forward to ask if they wanted some hangover soup.

They were all shrewd people; the servants only glanced at them for a moment before lowering their eyes, not daring to look any longer, let alone ask any more questions.

Huo Jingcheng bounced Su Ruoyun's body, pulling her closer to him, and looked down at her dazed appearance. "Just one cup will do. We'll bring it upstairs later."

After saying that, he put his arm around the person and went upstairs with steady steps.

As soon as her body touched the soft bed, Su Ruoyun woke up groggily, but she was only half asleep.

Her hazy eyes, through her curled eyelashes, gazed at the blurry figure before her, lost in a hazy, dreamlike state.

In the master bedroom, the bedside lamp casts a warm orange glow, creating a soft halo.

She tugged at Huo Jingcheng's sleeve. The sheets and duvet cover were milky white, making Su Ruoyun's skin appear even whiter, like a piece of smooth, white porcelain.

She kicked her bow-tie shoes to the ground, her little feet landing on Huo Jingcheng's abs.

Su Ruoyun pointed to the wall, "Can I have this?"

Antique calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls of the master bedroom.

Huo Jingcheng reached out and smoothed the messy stray hairs on the top of her head. "Want it?"

Su Ruoyun nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"it is good."

"Can I have this too?" She wasn't satisfied and pointed to the blue and white porcelain vase on the long table.

Huo Jingcheng gently coaxed her, "Go to sleep, and the whole house will be yours later."

Aren't you going to sleep with me?

As she spoke, Su Ruoyun tilted her head to one side, her round almond-shaped eyes showing a hint of confusion and intoxication.

He had no idea how much trouble his words had caused.

Huo Jingcheng swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

Unable to reach a stalemate, he had no choice but to comply with her "orders," lift the covers, and go to bed.

Su Ruoyun rolled over to Huo Jingcheng's side on her own, raised her hand to cover his eyes, and said with a strong sense of drunkenness, "Go to sleep."

Huo Jingcheng cooperated by closing his eyes.

After a long while, so long that Huo Jingcheng thought Su Ruoyun had fallen asleep and was about to remove her hand, a soft voice suddenly came to his ear.

"Actually, you're sad too, aren't you?"

The previous chapter featuring the eldest brother and President Huo was locked; the specific reason involves government matters. It should be available tomorrow morning. It's almost the end of the month, so please vote with your monthly tickets!
President Huo comforted his elder brother, and Bamboo comforted President Huo—perfect!