Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Master Huo? Who called him Master Huo?
Su Qingsang hadnât swallowed the fish in her mouth and looked at Huo JInyao with uncertainty.
âOh, that was nothing.â Huo Jinyao filled a bowl with soup and placed it in front of Su Qingsang. âI was the youngest and most handsome in my company, so they liked to call me that jokingly.â
Su Qingsangâs lips twitched. Could this person be more thick-skinned? She almost choked on her fish and even Zuo Hongchen almost dropped his chopsticks as well. They had seen thick-skinned people, but they had never seen anyone as thick-skinned as Huo Jinyao.
âWhat? Am I not handsome?â As he spoke, Huo Jinyao reached out a hand and cradled Su Qingsangâs face in his hand to make her look at him. âIs your husband not good looking?â
Su Qingsang felt as if her face was on fire. This person! How could this person be so obnoxious?
âStop playing around.â There are people around.
âIâm not playing around.â Huo Jinyao didnât care if there were people around them or not. He continued. âWife, you still havenât said whether Iâm handsome or not.â
âHandsome, handsome, handsome.â Su Qingsang could not tolerate it anymore and was about to pull his hand away. She continued, âYouâre the most handsome in this whole world. Does that make you happy?â
âThatâs about right.â Huo Jinyao released his grasp as he spoke, but he didnât move his hand away. Instead, he leaned over and kissed Su Qingsang on the cheek and said, âMy wife is also the most beautiful woman in the whole world in my heart.â
If there was a hole in the ground, Su Qingsang would have jumped right into it.
She turned around and saw Zuo Hongchenâs shocked expression. She felt so awkward. âDonât let it bother you, Senior. Thatâs just how he is.â
âItâs alright.â Zuo Hongchen was crestfallen. The last ray of hope in his heart had been destroyed. âYou guys have such a good relationship.â
Who has a good relationship with him? Not me.
Su Qingsang didnât want to admit it but, at the moment, she couldnât deny it.
Huo Jinyao went along with it, reached out an arm to pull her into his embrace, and grinned.
âThatâs right. Our relationship is very strong.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
There was not any sort of hope in Zuo Hongchenâs heart right now; instead, his heart was full of bitterness.
He didnât pursue her in time.
For the rest of the meal, he ate but didnât taste the food. He had no idea what it was he ate.
Su Qingsang was astonished to see Zuo Hongchen picking at dishes that he normally didnât eat. She quickly understood.
This person had been in the states for a long time, so of course being back in his own country was better. He even ate the foods that he normally didnât eat. It really showed how much he missed home.
It wasnât so surprising.
Her extra glances at Zuo Hongchen motivated Huo Jinyao to be even more polite than he had been being.
This made the meal very awkward for two out of the three of the people eating.
The meal finally ended with each person in his or her own thoughts. It was a strange atmosphere, and the three of them left the restaurant together.
It had still been light out when they had arrived, but now it was totally dark.
âWife, letâs go. Letâs go home.â
Huo Jinyao led Su Qingsang towards his car. Zuo Hongchen stopped in his tracks.
The business card was still in his pocket.
He pondered and thought that it would be better to give it to Su Qingsang.
âQingsang?â
âYeah?â
Zuo Hongchen wanted to say that Huo Jinyao was not a simple person. He wanted to tell her not trust to people so easily. All those words seemed useless, though. The scene of them being so intimate with one another just now was still etched in his head.
Su Qingsang is already married. Sheâs already married. How could Su Qingsang not know what type of man she married? She was so smart.
Maybe saying that he was unemployed was just a joke. Why should he warn her and offend her?
âSenior?â Just what did he want to say? Su Qingsang stared at him, and Huo Jinyao, who was standing beside her, squinted slightly.