Mr. Huo's eyes were still fixed on the document, and he said lightly, "You want to cancel it? I don't think Su Xiao is more valuable than the eight-digit number in the evening."
The driver choked and didn't say anything more.
...
Night fell.
When Sister Lan finished cooking, she wanted to give Su Xiaoxiao a portion, but Su Xiaoxiao refused.
She was here to ask him for help, not to have a free meal at his house.
She didn't want him to see her, who was eating and enjoying in his house, when he came back.
Anyway, it didn't matter if he didn't eat a meal or two.
She didn't expect that after dinner, she still didn't come back.
Sister Lan kindly turned on the TV, so that she could kill time while waiting, so that she wouldn't sit idly.
When Su Yi looked at the time again, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.
Sister Lan saw that she must have been busy all day and looked very tired. She couldn't help reminding her, "Miss Su, Third Master is often busy with work and doesn't come back for a few days. Besides, he doesn't live in the emperor's mansion in the capital. Sometimes he is too late and may go back to the house next to the company. I think you'd better go back first. When he is at home one day, you can come back."
How could she wait for him to be free? Besides, she didn't know if she had the courage to visit him again.
"It doesn't matter. When he comes back, I'll wait. Sister Lan, it's getting late. You don't have to worry about it. Go and rest first." Su Xiaoxiao picked up a big soft pillow on the sofa and forced a smile.
Sister Lan had to go back to the worker's room first.
...
In the night.
The black luxury car, like a ghost in the dark night, drove into the Supreme King's Mansion in a high spirit. It stopped in the open space in front of the villa with a creak, making the night quiet.
Mr. Huo got out of the car, his long legs fell to the ground, and his leather shoes hit the ground. His cold and sonorous voice echoed in the sky, and he went straight to the gate of the villa. At the dinner party, he drank a few glasses of wine, with a faint smell of alcohol on his body.
Sitting in the passenger seat was an enchanting girl in a low-cut dress. Seeing him leave like this, she was a little disappointed. She quickly got out of the passenger seat and caught up with him. She said with her charming eyes, "Third Master, how is my performance tonight?"
Tonight, Mr. Huo called several senior public relations staff to join the dinner party.
Before leaving, several European clients took away the young lady who had accompanied them for a night with satisfaction.
This woman was a public relations follower who accompanied him tonight.
Without any expression on his face, Mr. Huo took out a check and stuffed it into the V-neck of the public relations. He bypassed it and continued to walk toward the door.
The public relations lady was even more disappointed. She chased after him again, placing her slender, snake-like arm on the man's strong waist from behind. "Third Young Master Huo, aren't you inviting me in?"
As he spoke, his slender, jade-like hands slid down along his belt.
Suddenly, he grabbed her wrist, lifted it up, and then felt a sharp pain that penetrated through her bones.
The public relations lady couldn't help shouting. She stumbled and was thrown a few meters away by Mr. Huo. She looked at his handsome face under the street lamp in horror.
"Get lost."
The public relations lady hugged her painful wrist and swallowed her saliva. Realizing that he was not joking, she stamped her high heels, turned around, and ran away.
As soon as Mr. Huo turned around, the door opened. Su Xiaoxiao seemed to have heard the noise and ran to the entrance. Looking at the back of the sexy girl who was fleeing, she looked surprised. Her jade-white face was covered with the hazy moonlight outside the house, with an indescribable sense of purity and purity. It was the kind of fatal attraction to all male animals.
Mr. Huo's eyes darkened and his throat turned dry. He didn't know if it was because he had drunk or because of the public relations.
Su Xiaoxiao smelled the smell of alcohol and strong perfume on his body. She felt a bit uneasy, mixed with a faint sense of crisis. She felt that this wasn't a good time to ask him for help. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that I would disturb Mr. Huo. If it's inconvenient for you right now, I'll come back tomorrow."
Seeing that she wanted to leave, he pursed his thin lips and took the opportunity to pass by her in a panic. Suddenly, he grabbed her delicate wrist and dragged her into the house.
Su smiled as if he didn't expect this. "You... what are you doing..."
"Don't you have something to talk to me about?" He threw her onto the wide sofa, bent his long body, and placed his arms on both sides of her body, trapping her in the middle.
The smell of alcohol on the male's body became even more clear. Su smiled and held his breath. He could almost hear his own heartbeat. When he saw his sharp and snow-white eyes that were deep and immeasurable, he said, "I feel like you... don't seem to be feeling too good. You... you should rest first. I'll come back tomorrow..."
In her heart, this man was a dangerous animal. After drinking wine, he would only be more dangerous.
She said it implicitly and didn't say that he was drunk.
There was a touch of imperceptible humor on his lips. "You can see it even in this way?"
She fixed her slightly struggling arm, and her voice was a little low because of the alcohol. "Then can you make me comfortable?"
Her face turned red all of a sudden. "Why are you suddenly driving? Why are you talking so nicely?"
However, seeing that he came back with a sexy woman who was obviously not a decent profession in his arms in the middle of the night, he guessed that she was really an old driver.
She pushed him away forcefully. "Mr. Huo, you're really drunk! I'll come back tomorrow..."
Seeing her embarrassed and angry face, he frowned and pulled her back. "What are you thinking? I want you to pour me a cup of tea! I'm not feeling well after drinking too much."
Su Yi was stunned. Was that all?
On the sofa, Mr. Huo loosened his shirt collar and said unhappily, "Do you want me to tell you where the kitchen is?"
Su Xiaoxiao held her breath. In the end, she looked around and walked towards the kitchen.
Since he had asked for it, he would serve him well and try his best to satisfy him.
She took the cup clean and was about to pour some water when she stopped and pulled open a cabinet next to her. There was indeed honey and milk.
Three minutes later, she took out the honey milk and handed it to the man on the sofa.
Mr. Huo smelled the rich honey fragrance. He frowned and said, "I just want cold water."
"This one is a bit better off." Su Xiaoxiao bit her lips.
"You're making decisions on your own." His voice was cold.
If they were in the company and she was his subordinate, she would have been fired on the spot.
"If you don't believe me... you can try," she insisted.
The cup hung in the air for a while. Looking at her persistent eyes, Mr. Huo finally leaned forward and took it.
After drinking the milk in one gulp, he leaned against the back of the sofa and rubbed his tall nose. The horrifying red tide had finally subsided a little, and the heat in his chest had somehow subsided a lot.
It was more effective than the hangover he had taken after the meal.
"You're very knowledgeable about this." He narrowed his eyes.
"My father was also a businessman when he was alive. He used to deal with meals often. Every time he got drunk, he drank this. It didn't hurt his stomach." She didn't know why she told him so much. Maybe she wanted to get as far away from him as possible. After all, she had something to ask of him.