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Chapter 188: A Direct Showdown?

Huo Jingcheng clicked his tongue, stretched out his strong arm, grabbed Su Ruoyun's soft hand, and pulled her down to his body.

"So arrogant, so arrogant towards me, huh?"

The ending note rises sharply, creating a powerful sense of pressure.

As he spoke, his hand carefully traced the curves, his ten fingers slipping under Su Ruojun's armpits and around her waist.

Upon being touched, Su Ruoyun's body suddenly went limp, every inch of her body becoming sensitive and indescribably itchy, her eyes glistening with physiological tears.

She instantly transformed into a frightened little deer, trying to avoid Huo Jingcheng's large, wreaking havoc, but to no avail. She could only repeatedly beg for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"I really know I was wrong..."

Her attempts to dodge were completely suppressed, and he held her slender waist with one hand.

While Su Ruoyun pleaded for mercy in a soft voice, constrained by the current reality, her eyes darted around, harboring wicked intentions. It was clear that she was outwardly compliant but inwardly resentful.

Hearing this, Huo Jingcheng was soothed by her soft tone. He raised his hand to brush away her sweaty hair, pinched her delicate cheek, and then stopped.

He decisively withdrew his hand, straightened the messy blanket on the bed, and prepared to lie back down.

Su Ruoyun was unwilling to give up. She took small breaths, trying to calm her rapid heartbeat, and attempted to sit up.

After struggling to get up, she turned her head and saw Huo Jingcheng sleeping leisurely, with one hand crossed behind his head and a copy of "The Classic of Tea" in his hand.

That was taken from Su Ruojun's study.

Unlike his disheveled appearance, he seemed quite relaxed.

Noticing Su Ruoyun's gaze, Huo Jingcheng looked away from the dense text, and raised an eyebrow at her.

She bit her lip in annoyance, and decided to go all the way. She grabbed a pillow from behind her and started hitting Huo Jingcheng on the head repeatedly.

In the blink of an eye, Huo Jingcheng was caught off guard and his impeccably handsome face took several solid blows.

"Tickling me is so annoying, tickling me is so annoying..."

Su Ruoyun hit Huo Jingcheng twice, but didn't hurt him. Instead, she was exhausted and panting.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, her hands hanging limply at her knees, the pillow loosely clenched in her hands, as if it would slip away with the slightest tug.

As expected, Su Ruoyun's hand suddenly went empty.

She was a little dazed, not yet reacting. She looked at her hands, then lifted her eyelids and glanced at Huo Jingcheng, who had already sat up.

In a flash, a blurry afterimage streaked across her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Su Ruoyun saw the pillow trace a graceful arc in the air before crashing heavily onto the soft carpet.

Her mind went blank for a moment, then returned to normal. Without hesitation, she reached out and tried to grab the pillow behind Huo Jingcheng.

But he was prepared. His five distinct fingers gripped the pillow, and he casually tossed it down, leaving the two pillows side by side.

"..." Su Ruoyun.

Having done all this, Huo Jingcheng raised an eyebrow with a smug look, smiled at Su Ruoyun, and was quite interested.

He's clearly in his thirties, yet he deliberately acts childish and "goes against" her.

Enraged, Su Ruoyun lunged at him to bite him, and the two immediately started arguing on the bed.

After a truce lasted for more than ten minutes, Huo Jingcheng hooked one of the two pillows on the wool carpet. Su Ruoyun snuggled into his arms, and Huo Jingcheng took one of her hands and played with it. Her glossy nails gleamed under the lamp, while his other hand gently stroked the girl's slender back, her shoulder blades trembling like butterfly wings.

"When are you taking me home?" He was determined to get a proper title and not let Li Wenye get too cocky.

Su Ruoyun used his arm as a pillow, resting comfortably on it, her tone languid as she lifted her long eyelashes to look at him: "So eager to come home with me?"

Huo Jingcheng responded with an ambiguous sound, which was both "hmm" and "humph".

"Then you'd better figure out a way yourself."

Everyone here is an acquaintance, someone you see all the time in the industry. It felt strange and awkward to suddenly tell her family that she was dating Huo Jingcheng.

Therefore, Su Ruoyun naturally pushed the matter onto Huo Jingcheng.

Want official recognition? Fine, then figure it out yourself.

Little did they know, Huo Jingcheng acted swiftly, and the very next day he began preparations, formulating a "battle" plan.

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"What did you say? Huo Jingcheng is coming to our house for dinner?"

Su Ruoyun climbed up from Old Madam Su's warm lap, almost falling off the chair in shock.

Madam Su raised her hand and pressed her down again, letting her granddaughter use her knees as a pillow, and said with a smile, "Why such a big reaction? It's not like he hasn't come before."

"Then...then how can they be the same?" Su Ruoyun's voice was barely audible. Her long, smooth hair slipped down her shoulders, covering most of her face and concealing her conflicted expression.

Is this a direct confrontation, or a gradual, insidious approach?
Su Ruoyun, who had never been in contact with Huo Jingcheng, frowned deeply.

As she got older, her hearing deteriorated, and Madam Su didn't hear her clearly at first. She asked, "What did you say?"

Su Ruoyun sighed almost imperceptibly, chuckled, and turned the page. "It's nothing, I was just a little surprised that he hadn't been here in a long time."

"Who said that?" Old Madam Su dropped a bombshell. "He's been coming to play chess with your grandfather a lot these past few months."

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun's pupils contracted sharply. She propped herself up on Old Madam Su's knees and raised her head. "When did this happen? How come I didn't know?"

"What do you need to know? People aren't here to play chess with you." Old Madam Su smiled kindly, gently stroking her small hand, her words carrying a profound meaning.

She met her grandmother's eyes, which were filled with the wisdom of years, as if they could see through everything. She unconsciously turned her face away, then obediently lay back down, staring blankly at the grape trellis in front of her.

Well, this man has a little secret to hide. No wonder he agreed without hesitation the other night when she told him to work hard on his own.

Su Ruoyun ground her teeth in slight annoyance.

"Alright, he's coming for dinner. Go upstairs and tidy up." Old Madam Su patted Su Ruoyun's hand and pulled her up.

The early autumn sunlight was thin and desolate, carrying an indescribable chill. As the sun set, the temperature gradually dropped.

Madam Su's joints are sensitive to cold, so she always carries a blanket when she's outdoors. At this moment, a soft blanket is covering her knees.

She folded the blanket and prepared to go inside.

Su Ruoyun was still immersed in her dissatisfaction at being kept in the dark by Huo Jingcheng for so long, and muttered softly, "What are you packing?"

Despite saying that, she still honestly moved upstairs to her bedroom.

After dressing up, Su Ruoyun went downstairs again, and Huo Jingcheng was already in the courtyard.

My darlings, please read on! Mua!