Chapter 6, Midnight Dream Back

"It's good to pay the housekeeper."

"Hello Miss Xuan, you are so beautiful."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"You're welcome, I'm telling the truth, isn't it Dean Xuan?"

"Yes, yes, my family is a great beauty, you are not wrong."

"Haha--"

They smiled and followed Steward Fu all the way to the hall of the Huo family, and saw the old man sitting on the main seat with a cane.

When I saw someone coming in, I immediately wanted to stand up.

"Old Man Huo, sit down quickly, don't let me panic!"

"Dean Xuan, you really have a good level of speaking." Old Man Huo was not awkward, and sat down slowly.

"You don't know, when I received your invitation, I was simply flattered."

"Dean Xuan doesn't have to be so outside, today is the weekend, it's rare that the weather is good, and we will have dinner and visit my Huo family's garden together. Do you like flowers? Just in time, the moon season in the courtyard opened. ”

"Aren't we blessed with eyes?" Xuan Minru looked at Xuan Ruoxi and then at the old man.

After the old man Huo laughed, his eyes turned to Xuan Ruoxi on the side, today's Xuan Ruoxi was wearing a formal suit, sitting respectfully, smiling, dignified and generous, and graceful. Old Man Huo's eyes flashed with satisfaction.

While they were talking, there was a person coming down the stairs, it was Huo Jiyun.

Today he was deliberately left by the old man, and the Hongmen banquet is not one or two times. Huo Jiyun is already immune.

However, when he saw Xuan Ruoxi, who was dressed in formal clothes and sitting precariously, his originally casual expression was restrained. Then raised the corners of his good-looking mouth, perhaps, today's Hongmen banquet will not be too boring.

"Haha--Dean Xuan is really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows go, admire!" During the meal, they talked and laughed, and Dean Xuan also talked about some of his previous things.

"It's also my honor to be praised by the old man." The past was like the wind, and now I look back on it like a dream.

"It's really not easy for you to take care of the Cherishing House alone, I think back then, when I started from scratch, I also encountered a lot of storms."

"The old man is a person worthy of admiration, and the Huo family has been a good general for generations."

"I'm ashamed to say that my grandparents were all in the army, and only I was in business---" Old man Huo was also embarrassed when he talked about the past.

"Back then, when I gave up joining the army and chose to engage in business, my father didn't have much opinion, but my grandfather disagreed..."

The atmosphere of the meal was nice, and the young people listened to the memoirs of the old people, and they seemed very quiet.

Xuan Ruoxi knew some of Dean Xuan's past events, because the memory of the original owner had given her a lot of information.

But this old man Huo's past also made her curious. Because he was so fascinated by it, he didn't even notice Huo Jiyun's look.

Huo Jiyun looked at Xuan Ruoxi and felt that her appearance of listening carefully was very charming. The fair-skinned and beautiful face looked calm and elegant, and her eyes revealed persistence and surprise.

It seems to be curious about grandpa's legend, but it doesn't seem to be. With such a look, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled. This was the first time that someone had made him unable to see through, was this girl really only in her twenties? Is such a calm and sophisticated look faked?

There was a hint of playfulness on his handsome face.

It is said that after listening to the past of the Huo family told by Old Man Huo, Xuan Ruoxi reminded her of the people and things in her previous life, the Huo family, Xiao Ling, Xiao Shang, she was deeply touched in her heart, and she was still thinking about it when she went back to bed at night.

So much so that she was once again besieged by dreams--

"Queen Mother!"

"Mother, mother!"

"Queen, I'm sorry for you."

"Sister, I'm sorry."

Xuan Ruoxi saw her former family, son, daughter, emperor, concubine, and small merchant in a dream;

"Don't go, Queen Mother! Small businesses can't live without you! The girl wept and sobbed, so painful and sad, far more than anyone else.

"No, Xiaoshang, don't cry, don't be sad, you're a kind child, you're a good boy, don't cry, don't cry--"

"Pity my sister, wake up quickly." Xuan Ruoxi suddenly opened her eyes and saw a pair of white and tender cheeks and a pair of innocent big eyes. Consciousness returns to reality --

"Lulu, why are you here?"

"I can't sleep, and I want to come to my sister to tell me a story. Sister, what's wrong with you? Got a nightmare? Why are you crying? ”

"Oh, my sister is sweating too hot, come on up." Xuan Ruoxi brushed away the sweat or tears on her face, lifted the corner of the quilt, and let Lulu climb into bed.

Lovely Lulu slipped into the bed, holding a comic book in her hand.

"Is it a fairy tale book?"

"Yes." After covering her with a quilt, Xuan Ruoxi began to tell the story.

"It was a quiet night, and little Lucy leaned against the window and looked up at the sky---"

With Xuan Ruoxi's gentle whisper, Lulu slowly closed her eyes.

---

A few days later, in the late-night bar, in the platinum VIP room, Huo Jiyun leaned on the sofa and played with his mobile phone.

As a workaholic, he rarely comes here, and if he hadn't met Yu Shaoqing halfway, he wouldn't have been pulled over by him.

"Dude, it's interesting tonight. To thank you, I'll start with a toast. ”

"Hmph, how can one cup be enough?" Huo Jiyun looked at him without blinking, and Yu Shaoqing pretended to sigh heavily. Without saying a word, pick up a bottle and blow it directly.

Huo Jiyun twitched the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and continued to play with his mobile phone. Yu Shaoqing finished a bottle without changing his face. After the bottle spun in place three times on the table, it fell to the ground and died.

There are several other people in the private room, all of whom usually play with Yu Shaoqing, and they all know the young master of the Huo family, Huo Jiyun.

"It's really an honor to see Huo Shao tonight, don't say much, show the sincerity of the little brother, one bottle must be finished!" A man in a suit also wanted to have a good time with Huo Jiyun.

Huo Jiyun didn't raise his eyes, playing the game, and spit out a sentence casually: "Yu is always my friend, you are not, so you don't need it." As soon as these words came out, everyone else felt slightly embarrassed, and the man who was holding the bottle and was about to dry it immediately petrified.

Yu Shaoqing saw that it was not good, so he vigorously pushed the man, "You ***, Huo Shao and I are good buddies, what kind of green onion are you?" Dare to provoke too? Go, go, go, get out of the way. The man knew that they were not the ones to be messed with, so he "rolled" to the side with his legs between his legs.

Who is Huo Jiyun? Yu Shaoqing is clear, they grew up together since childhood, went to college together, and when he was his sister, Huo Jiyun was studying fiercely on the side.

If he Yu Shaoqing is a playboy, then he Huo Jiyun is definitely a decent gentleman.

It's just that people with such extreme personalities have become good friends.

The love letters in the university were received by Yu Shaoqing, but most of them were from Huo Jiyun.

"Brother, it's rare to come, you won't just play with your phone, right?" Yu Shaoqing glanced at a few other people who were already playing hi in the corner.

The corners of the evil lips curled, and his eyes met a beautiful woman, throwing flattering eyes lightly.

The beauty immediately picked up the wine glass and walked over - a delicate and soft sentence: "Mr. Yu!" ”

Who is Yu Shaoqing, but he is a veteran of the love field. With a long arm, the beauty is in her arms. The beauty symbolically twisted a few times, and finally pouted with red lips and said coquettishly: "Mr. Yu is so bad." ”

"Little beauty, don't you just like me bad?" Saying that, Yu Shaoqing began to be dishonest.

The beauty hummed and chirped, and clinged to Yu Shaoqing pretentiously.