Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 50 That Was My First Kiss

"I don't think my relationship with Mr. Huo is that close yet."

"Please call me Miss Su or Boss Su," Su Ruoyun emphasized.

As soon as she finished speaking, she took a step back, directly dodging his outstretched hand.

"Boss Yun."

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun glanced at Huo Jingcheng coldly, then walked gracefully to the tea table and sat down.

Noticing the displeasure on her face, Huo Jingcheng immediately followed her original words and hurriedly changed his tone, saying seriously, "Boss Su."

As he spoke, he followed closely behind her. "Last time I acted rashly and kissed you, which was really excessive. But I sincerely admire Mr. Su's tea ceremony and want to become tea friends with him."

Su Ruoyun lifted her eyelids, her gaze sweeping lightly over him. Her thick eyelashes drooped, casting a clear shadow on her eyelids, and she didn't say a word.

Seeing that she remained silent and her expression did not change, Huo Jingcheng couldn't help but speak, his tone somewhat probing: "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Su Ruoyun's gaze fell on the unfurling green leaves in the teacup. Upon hearing this, she slightly raised her long, curled eyelashes, glanced at Huo Jingcheng sitting upright in the rosewood armchair, and asked in return, "Do you think I would believe your nonsense?"
People in high positions are often unaware of the complexities of their thoughts, let alone a tycoon like him who has been navigating the business world for many years. He is naturally adept at interpersonal relationships, speaking to people in a human way and to ghosts in a ghost way. If he can't achieve his goal, he will simply change his approach.

Huo Jingcheng gently placed the cat on the tea table. Seeing this, Su Ruoyun clapped her hands lightly, gesturing to her kitten, and called out, "Panda, come here to Mommy."

Once the kitten obediently snuggled into her arms, she hugged the "panda," looked up at the man sitting opposite her, and, showing no sign of wanting to leave, asked in a slightly stiff tone, "You...aren't you leaving?"

Huo Jingcheng didn't answer her question. Instead, he changed the subject and suddenly asked, "Do you still remember what happened that day?"

"...I forgot." Su Ruoyun's tone was somewhat unnatural and deliberate.

"You forgot? Then why not accept the gift?"

Huo Jingcheng's gaze held a deeper meaning, a half-smile playing on his lips as it fell upon her sharply defined profile. His words carried a hint of teasing, "Or do you want... me to keep coming to the teahouse to find you?"

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun raised her eyes slightly, glanced at him, and said in a sarcastic tone, "If I accept the gift, I'm afraid your friend Lawyer Qi will start gossiping behind my back, saying that I'm being kept by you. I dare not accept it."

"It's just an ordinary silk string. Besides, he knows he said the wrong thing. The bottle of wine he drank last night even sent him to the hospital."

Su Ruoyun turned to look at Huo Jingcheng, "That's what he deserves. Who told him to be so foul-mouthed? You're looking for women, and he's acting as a pimp for you. You two are quite well-coordinated."

Huo Jingcheng couldn't help but retort, "Where did you get the idea that I'm looking for women?"

“That was my first kiss when you kissed me last time.” He said in a serious tone, “Boss Su, I haven’t held you accountable for taking my first kiss yet.”

Although it was described as "taking responsibility," Su Ruoyun could clearly detect a hint of "settling accounts" in those two words.

The words "first kiss" swirled in her mind. She looked up suspiciously at Huo Jingcheng's expression, only to see him raising his eyebrows, looking serious, not like he was joking.

Within this circle, those scions of wealthy families at the top of the pyramid are extremely rare, with very few maintaining moral integrity. They view women as resources to be fought over at will, greedily wanting to possess them. Not to mention those they personally keep, there are women eagerly throwing themselves at them, outsiders offering themselves to them, and some are even indiscriminate, even seeking out mistresses or girlfriends...

In their thirties, they've all experienced some 'absurd times,' and besides, men are prone to lying; nobody would believe his nonsense. Su Ruoyun snorted softly, lazily closing her eyes, her face full of disbelief.

Huo Jingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, subtly observing the expression on her face, taking in her disbelief, and insisted on getting to the bottom of it: "What kind of look is that?"

She didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, and said casually, "What business is it of yours what I look like? If you don't like it, just leave."

"..." Huo Jingcheng.

Then Huo Jingcheng really left, leaving only the beautifully packaged gift box sitting alone on the tea table.

Afterwards, Su Ruoyun opened the gift box and found it contained guqin strings, which was quite to her liking. However, she only glanced at it before closing the gift box again, waiting for Huo Jingcheng to come to the teahouse one day to return the strings.

For several days in a row, Huo Jingcheng did not come to the 'Yichuan Tobacco' teahouse again.

One weekday afternoon, Su Ruoyun received a phone call from an unknown number.

A gentle male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, are you the owner of 'Yichuan Tobacco' teahouse?"

"Yes, it's me. Is there anything I can help you with?" Su Ruoyun replied softly.

"Hello, I would like to order some Wuyishan Tongmu Guan group variety tea. Does the teahouse have any in stock right now? I need it urgently, could you please deliver it to me now?"

"We have tea. Give me your address and I'll deliver it to you now."

"No. 57, East Canal Street, TZ District. Please deliver it as soon as possible," the man said cryptically.

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun immediately understood: "Okay, it may take some time."

"Okay, simple packaging is fine for the tea. Also, could you please bring a tea set so I can brew some tea for you?"

"no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Su Ruoyun went to the storage room and took out the tea. Because of what was said on the phone, the tea box was not overly packaged, but only wrapped in a plain white gift bag, simple yet elegant.

At No. 57, East Canal Street, TZ District, stands the Municipal Government Building, with the national flag fluttering in the wind. The building blends the simplicity and elegance of modern architecture with the rustic charm of traditional architecture. Every line and every outline demonstrates the solemnity and grandeur of the capital and the authority and credibility of government office buildings.

After parking her car, Su Ruoyun walked gracefully towards the municipal building. Security was tight at the entrance, with security personnel checking and registering valid identification.

As she passed by the parking lot on the south side of the building, she glanced at it casually and saw a row of Hongqi cars neatly lined up, except for a Cullinan that ostentatiously occupied a parking space, standing out conspicuously among the group of composed Hongqi cars.

At that moment, Su Ruoyun only felt that the luxury car was too arrogant, daring to park so brazenly at the municipal building. A vague sense of familiarity flashed through her mind, but she completely ignored it.

The moment she saw Huo Jingcheng in the leader's office, the familiarity with the luxury car immediately welled up in her mind again.

　I failed the PK test, I wonder if I can get a retest.
　　(End of this chapter)