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Chapter 69 A Gift for My Sister's Change of Address

By the time Su Ruoyun got into the car, it was already 11 p.m. Since older people go to bed early, she didn't go back to the compound and instead drove back to her apartment.

At this moment, she had no idea that Chen Xiangjin had already begun 'investigating' Huo Jingcheng.

Back at her apartment, after washing up, Su Ruoyun emerged from the bathroom, her body still damp. Her hair was half-dry, the ends glistening with a faint, hazy moisture, and it hung obediently over her shoulders. A milky-white silk nightgown clung softly to her body, gleaming gently.

She raised her hand to smooth her hair, her peripheral vision glancing at the bedside table, where her phone, which was charging, had its screen lit up, its faint light flickering in the silence.

Who would text her in the dead of night?

Su Ruoyun strolled over at a leisurely pace, snatched her phone into her palm, held it in one hand, and as she sat back on the soft bed, she lightly tapped her fingertips and skillfully swiped into the WeChat app.

Huo Jingcheng: [A gift for my sister to change her address to someone else.]
[transfer]
After staring at the screen for a few seconds, a strange emotion seemed to be surging within her. Her fingertips quickly typed two words on the keyboard: "[Sick]".

She was about to click send when she stopped, hesitated for a moment, and finally deleted the two words before exiting WeChat.

Less than two seconds after I deleted it from the background, two more messages popped up at the top of the screen.

Two direct and domineering words—[Accept.]
I know you saw it.
Su Ruoyun's breath hitched, her gaze fixed on the line of small text that kept jumping back and forth at the top. Only then did she realize that she had forgotten that WeChat had a "typing is in progress" notification.

This time, she didn't hesitate and typed a sentence directly into the chat box: "[You're sick, so dramatic.]"
After sending the message, Huo Jingcheng did not reply to her immediately. Su Ruoyun held her phone with her five fingers, turning it back and forth aimlessly, her fingertips lightly stroking the phone case, thinking to herself: He's quite the social butterfly.

Her gaze inadvertently drifted to the upper left corner of the screen, and she realized that it was already past midnight. Could he have been stuck on that "brother-in-law" all these past few hours?
Just as her thoughts were drifting away, the quiet room was suddenly broken by a pleasant cell phone ringtone.

Su Ruoyun lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the name flashing on the screen. Almost without hesitation, she raised her hand and hung up the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be wound up like a clockwork toy, relentlessly calling again and again. Her patience was wearing thin, and she finally pressed the answer button when she was completely fed up.

"Hello." Su Ruoyun's voice was somewhat cold and impatient.

"Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?" In the quiet of the night, a deep and slightly hoarse male voice drifted over, as if carrying the lingering tenderness and ambiguity of the night, with a unique flavor.

"I was busy just now and didn't see it." She spoke quickly, using this excuse to brush it off, but the clumsy lie was full of holes and could be heard immediately.

Upon hearing her response, Huo Jingcheng remained silent for a moment, then chuckled softly, his voice carrying a barely perceptible sigh: "...Little liar."

Su Ruoyun had no time to pay attention to his complicated thoughts, and said in a cold tone, "What is it? Speak quickly."

The tone on the other end of the phone was somewhat nonchalant and lazy: "Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong?"

“…If you do this again, I’ll block you next time.” She paused for a few seconds, then lifted her long, slender legs, curled up in the blankets, and wiggled her little feet back and forth before warning him.

Huo Jingcheng dropped his nonchalant demeanor and asked seriously, "Are you free tomorrow? I'd like to come to the teahouse for tea."

“Tomorrow…” Su Ruoyun’s voice lowered unconsciously. She stared blankly at the ceiling above her head. After a moment of contemplation, she said, “Okay, come tomorrow and I will return the bracelet and those guqin strings to you.”

"Then it seems I'm not free again tomorrow." His voice was unhurried, drifting lightly into her ear.

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Ruoyun bit her lip angrily, slammed her hand hard on the thin blanket beside her, and gritted her teeth as she said, "If you keep messing with me like this, don't ever come to the teahouse again."

Huo Jingcheng leaned back lazily on the sofa, his strong body wrapped in a loose, dark blue bathrobe. He crossed his long legs and smiled. "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I'll have my assistant schedule a time."

"Okay, I'll hang up now." "Goodnight."

"Goodnight," she repeated.

After hanging up the phone, Huo Jingcheng looked at the call log, a slight smile playing on his lips, and then dialed another number.

Lin Cheng was fast asleep when his cell phone rang unexpectedly in the middle of the night, pulling him out of his sleep without warning.

He drowsily rubbed his swollen eye sockets with his hands, but when he saw the familiar nickname on the screen, his drowsiness dissipated and he became more awake.

He quickly answered the phone, "Hello, boss."

"..."

"Okay, I'll go make the appointment now, boss. Is there anything else?"

Huo Jingcheng shook a cigarette out of the pack, put it to his lips, lit it, and mumbled through the smoke, "That's all."

He belatedly asked, with a hint of conscience, "Did I wake you up?"

Lin Cheng: No, I haven't gone to sleep yet, I'm working on a report.

Huo Jingcheng said "Oh". Lin Cheng had been with him for many years, and based on his years of experience in the superior-subordinate relationship, he had a certain understanding of this assistant, so he naturally did not believe his so-called nonsense.

I'll pay you overtime later.

Upon hearing this, Lin Cheng's eyes lit up. There was no complaint about being woken up in the middle of the night, only the joy of unexpectedly receiving overtime pay. "Thank you, boss."

……

At dawn the next day, the sky was tinged with the pale light of dawn, and the rising sun, like a golden fried egg, slowly peeked out from the horizon.

Su Ruoyun was sitting at the dining table, slowly enjoying her breakfast, when she received a phone call from Ms. Ming.

She took a tissue from the tissue box next to her. Her hands were greasy from handling fried dough sticks. She slowly wiped them clean, then answered the phone with her fingertips, saying softly, "Hello, Mom."

"Um, are you free this afternoon?" Ms. Ming asked directly.

"...I might not be available; I have a customer to serve." Su Ruoyun unconsciously fiddled with her phone case, while her other hand held a spoon, stirring the millet porridge in the bowl.

Huo Jingcheng arranged to meet this afternoon.

"Can't we just delegate it to our employees?"

Ms. Ming called because she wanted to take Su Ruoyun to try on the dress for the birthday banquet.

　There should be an extra chapter later, so please read on, my darlings!

　　(End of this chapter)