Qin Suisui scratched his palm with her fingers.

Huo Zhongyuan reached out and ruffled her hair, not continuing to make things difficult for Ouyang Beiguo.

"It's very late today. Get off at the next intersection and take a taxi home. If you need anything, come to the law firm and find Attorney Qin tomorrow!"

"Oh well!"

Standing by the roadside, Ouyang Beiguo felt the chill of the night in Huating and realized that he had been dumped on the roadside by President Huo in the middle of the night.

With no one else in the car to bother him, Huo Zhongyuan's expression finally relaxed. He looked down at Sui Sui, who was clearly drunk, and his deep eyes were filled with turbulent emotions.

He reached out and twirled the stray hairs around her neck, asking softly.

"Sui Sui, will you take me home tonight?"

"Dream on!"

Qin Suisui wrinkled her nose, squinted her eyes, and unconsciously spoke in a coquettish tone.

Huo Zhongyuan chuckled softly.

He hooked her nose with his finger.

"Looks like you're still not drunk!"

"How could I be drunk? I'm perfectly sober!"

Qin Suisui stretched out her finger and shook it.

She clung to Huo Zhongyuan and asked in a low voice.

"Senior brother, you still haven't told me what you discovered tonight?"

"Looks like he's not drunk after all; he's still thinking about discussing today's findings!"

Huo Zhongyuan smiled helplessly. Having a girlfriend who neglects him and is always thinking about business makes things a bit complicated in this atmosphere.

"It's too late tonight, let's discuss it again during breakfast tomorrow morning!"

He reached out and pinched her chin, making her look at him.

Qin Suisui was forced to look up at him, and the force of her chin made her pout naturally.

Huo Zhongyuan smiled and leaned down to kiss her passionately again and again.

He quickly withdrew; if it weren't for Xiao Zou driving, he definitely wouldn't have let her go so easily tonight.

But it's alright, he'll keep track of the debts and we'll get them back eventually!

Huo Zhongyuan couldn't remember how many times he had stood in the elevator lobby, watching helplessly as Sui Sui slammed the door shut right in front of him.

He chuckled softly, reached out and pressed the number keys, put his hand in his pocket, leaned back, and watched the numbers jump down layer by layer.

Instead of going directly upstairs from the underground parking garage, he went outside, stood by the roadside, and lit a cigarette, facing the early spring night breeze.

Under the cover of night, fireworks flickered, and the tall figure looked somewhat desolate in the darkness.