Huo Qinian slammed the car door shut, put his hands on the steering wheel, and sat quietly for a long while.

He repeatedly told himself in his heart: calm down, calm down, don't bother with her...

It was useless. Not only was it useless, but the irritability in his heart became more and more intense.

Huo Qinian still looked forward, but his right hand seemed to have known the way, and he opened the central armrest box by himself, and took out the cigarette and lighter from it.

He lowered his head slightly. The lighter raised a little jumping flame, which illuminated his gloomy eyebrows, but it disappeared in a moment, leaving only a little red spark.

Huo Qinian took a deep breath and raised his hand to take the cigarette.

In the dim night, the red spark was particularly obvious, flickering in his field of vision. Huo Qinian then realized that he had been shaking.

He looked away expressionlessly and continued to smoke, one puff after another, fiercely and savagely.

In the carriage, a thin mist spread, covering everything up, like a grand, sudden illusion.

The night was noisy, but at this moment, Huo Qinian's heart was very empty. In such silence, those soul-stirring words seemed to have their own magic, penetrating everywhere, even like an echo effect, buzzing in his cognition -

"People who give answers that go against their own conscience will live a long life, but will grow old alone, abandoned by everyone, and achieve nothing. Do you dare to answer?"

"You may have never lied, but you never say anything 'extra' to me - words that are superfluous to you!"

"I will only wait for you until 10:30. If you don't come, I will entrust the original lawyer to sue for divorce."

"It was in front of everyone that day... Please keep your word and have some shame!"

"Huo Qinian, I'm so sorry to have met you!"

Huo Qinian's eyebrows furrowed, and he slammed the steering wheel as if he was out of control.

The car whistle sounded, short but high, spreading recklessly in the night, pulling out a scream-like momentum.

Huo Qinian took a deep breath, put out his cigarette, started the car, and turned away from A Garden.

He thought she was calm, rational, objective, and talked about evidence and logic. Who knew that she was so angry that she didn't care and would rather believe in the so-called oath.

Ridiculous oath!

If oaths were useful, how could there be so many stories of breaking up and getting back together in this world?

He thought that even if she was angry, she would have a limit, and would not act out of control or be unreasonable. Who knew that she would not make sense at all.

He thought she was different from them... He thought they had reconciled!

It turned out that he had overestimated her.

She even threatened him to file for divorce?

Did she really think he cared?

The more Huo Qinian thought about it, the angrier he got.

Who did she think she was? What did she think of him? Did she think

it would be okay if he divorced her?

Don't be kidding, without her stubborn Su Yunbai, he could just turn around and hug her left and right with a wave of his hand, and each of them was more sensible and knowledgeable than her!

He would go and prove it to her now!

Huo Qinian drove at maximum speed all the way and rushed to the center of the feasting and revelry.

"Deep Palace" is one of the most high-end clubs in City A. Just by hearing the name, you know that this club aims to let guests enjoy the treatment like an emperor.

The most basic waiters here will make up to look like palace maids and eunuchs, and the more senior waiters will dress up as imperial concubines. There are also levels between imperial concubines...

In short, it's all about tricks.

Tonight in the "Deep Palace", Huo Qinian organized a party to be the "emperor" and hosted a banquet for guests, and there were many invitees.

The imperial concubines who accompanied the guests, the "three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines" were all filled, except for the position of the queen, which was vacant - play is fun, and make noise is fun, but no one dares to really match Huo Qinian with a queen.

In the banquet hall, drums and music rang out, and there was a scene of singing and dancing. Huo Qinian sat at the top, propping his head with his hands, and idly watched the "imperial concubines" dancing hard on the stage.

He had a smile on his face, and his peach blossom eyes looked sparkling and passionate. He looked romantic and unrestrained, which made the "imperial concubines" blush and their hearts beat fast, almost disrupting the rhythm of the dance.

Huo Qinian was having a lot of fun tonight.

He was a master in the romantic field, and with the power and wealth, he had an excellent appearance. When he deliberately released his charm, he was really like a male fox.

The emperor was drunk and dreamy, and loved beauty more than the country... Huo Qinian didn't even need to act, the appearance of a tyrant who ruined the country was almost natural.

The song ended. The leading "Royal Concubine" in the group of "imperial concubines" finished spinning and seemed to be too weak to stand up. She suddenly fell sideways and fell on the small table in front of Huo Qinian, just one step away from him.

The "Royal Concubine" raised her head and looked at Huo Qinian, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. She had a flower on her forehead and her eyes were full of mist. In addition, she had just finished a dance and her breathing was not stable. She was "gasping for breath"...

After several movements, it was really fascinating.

The guests in the room howled and got into the play without any effort.

Zhou Yaoran had already unbuttoned two of the top buttons of his shirt, and was leaning against a small table, drinking with a "royal concubine" costume beside him.

Seeing this scene of "drunk concubine", he laughed very freely: "Your Majesty, the beauty favors you, and she loves you so much, what do you say? Do you love her?"

Huo Qinian looked at the "royal concubine" in front of him for a long time, and suddenly smiled, and ordered loudly: "Come here, bring the pen!"

This obviously meant to cooperate.

The waiter dressed in palace maid costumes quickly presented the pens: there were various kinds of formal brushes, and various kinds of makeup pens with rouge and powder as ink. There were all kinds of them, and there were too many to mention.

Huo Qinian picked up a fine brush, dipped it in ink, and pinched

the chin of the "Royal Consort" through a small piece of paper, smiling and saying, "Don't move." He raised the brush and wanted to drop it on the Royal Consort's eyebrows.

The wolf howling of the crowd almost broke the sky.

"Brother Huo is still good at playing. The deep feelings of the eyebrows~~"

"Hey, hey, intellectuals are different."

"This makes me want to recite a few lines of poetry."

"Oh? How do you say it?"

"'After putting on makeup, she whispered to her husband: How deep or shallow is the eyebrow painting?'

" "Hahahaha... elegant, elegant!"

The face of the "Royal Concubine" suddenly turned red. She dared not look at Huo Qinian anymore. She just trembled and lowered her eyes, with a look of letting him do whatever he wanted. The

"Royal Concubine" put on makeup. When she lowered her eyes, her false eyelashes closed with her. A small piece of black eyelashes fluttered tremblingly, like a fluttering butterfly, with a touching sense of shyness.

Huo Qinian suddenly lost his mind.

What's wrong with this person? The false eyelashes are as fake as hard cardboard, almost poking into her eyes.

... It's so ugly!

Su Yunbai never uses false eyelashes, but as long as she closes her eyes, there is also such a small piece of black eyelashes.

Speaking of which, her eyelashes are very beautiful.

The eyes are also very beautiful.

The "Royal Concubine" waited for a long time for Huo Qinian to move, and could not help but raise her eyes, looking over timidly and boldly.

Huo Qinian was as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head, and he sobered up all of a sudden.

He suddenly felt very uninterested.

Huo Qinian threw away the pen, sat back again, and said lazily: "Forget it, it's not interesting."

The "Royal Concubine" turned pale.

Huo Qinian glanced at the audience, pointed in the direction of Zhou Yaoran, and said to the "Royal Concubine": "You go and serve Mr. Zhou. If you serve well, you will be rewarded greatly."

Zhou Yaoran naturally accepted the offer.

Huo Qinian sent the people away, casually filled the wine glass in front of his table, and raised his head, and the wine glass was empty.

But he still felt it was not enough and continued to pour wine into his own glass.

Although the people off the stage were still having fun, when they looked at each other, their eyes were flying everywhere.

Under the stage, the discussion in the small group never stopped.

- What's going on? Brother Huo is...drinking to drown his sorrows?

- Bullshit. Where can Brother Huo's sorrows be drowned? Besides, coming to the "deep palace" to drown his sorrows? What kind of sorrow is so high-class? I have sorrows every day, can I come here to drown my sorrows every day?

- Then you see what's wrong with him now? Obviously absent-minded.

- Could it be that the "imperial concubines" tonight are too ugly? No way? The shopkeeper is about to call out the girls who have been kept in the bottom of the box.

- Who knows. Drinking one cup after another, who would believe if you don’t have something bothering you?

- Then go ask?

- How dare I? It’s late tonight, too. Why didn’t Brother Ji come? He has always understood Brother Huo, it would be nice if he were here.

- I say, should we persuade him? Isn’t it not good to drink like this?

Everyone was chatting animatedly under the stage, and no one noticed that the song on the stage had naturally changed.

When the prelude sounded, Huo Qinian, who was distracted, froze slightly.

The other "imperial concubine" who was singing was still singing along with the music unconsciously, thinking that she was devoted and affectionate: "【Later I found out that loving you is a habit】..."

This song... Huo Qinian's face changed drastically.

His anger was suppressed to the extreme, and finally turned into a storm. Huo Qinian stood up suddenly, kicked over the little table in front of him, ignored the mess on the ground, and was furious: "Who the hell cut the song? Who the hell cut the song?!"

He remembered the name of the song - "Take Advantage of It".

Su Yunbai sang "Take Advantage

of It". There are so many songs, why not cut any other song, why this one!

Huo Qinian's outburst came suddenly and fiercely, and everyone was frightened. No one dared to speak for a while.

The music became more wanton: "... [The paradise you gave me is actually a desolate place]..."

Seeing that Huo Qinian's face was getting uglier and uglier, the music finally stopped with a look.

The waiter in charge of the music came out from the back trembling with fear and panic - he really looked a little like a little eunuch.

The foreman was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead and kept apologizing.

Huo Qinian pressed his forehead hard and took a deep breath.

He said stiffly: "I'm drunk. Yaoran, you take care of this? I have a headache, I'm leaving first."

Zhou Yaoran cooperated very well, "Go ahead, I'll clean up here. Ask someone to drive you. Don't be stubborn. You drank a lot tonight."

Huo Qinian nodded, grabbed the coat beside him, and strode out of the hall.

In the driver's seat, the driver asked him tremblingly: "Sir, where are you going?"

"To Lotus Mountain."

Huo Qinian sat in the back seat and reached out to lower the window.

The hot night wind blew in through the car window, making his whole face a little stiff. Huo Qinian looked at the fast flashing lights outside the car window with a sullen face, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth in his heart -

No, he couldn't just let it go.

He had never suffered such a senseless loss.

She was unreasonable, but he had to be reasonable.

He had to prove it to her and tell her how wrong she was!

He was waiting for her to apologize to him! Waiting for her to come to her senses, waiting for her to be humble!

Just thinking about it, the anger in Huo Qinian's heart seemed to have subsided a lot.

He half-closed the car window and reached for his cell phone.

The call was quickly connected.

Huo Qinian's voice was not drunk at all, he was very sober: "Second brother, it's me. Help me check a surveillance video..."

City A is full of knowledgeable and knowledgeable people. Few people would say anything about those trivial matters in front of her.

Those who do say a lot would not be so short-sighted.

The problem occurred in City B.

Everything was obviously fine before he left, but everything changed in just one morning.

Someone must have said something to her during that time.

He wanted to see which idiot dared to ruin his business!

In the back seat of the car, Huo Qinian's eyes were shining brightly, with a wolf-like light.