driver,"……"
He had quietly raised the middle partition as soon as Qin Ge got into the car.
He heard nothing and saw nothing!
He had no idea that the cold and noble Master Huo could actually say... sweet nothings.
It sounds quite pleasant.
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Qin Ge had a few drinks tonight and just got into a fight; he's currently full of energy.
Hearing the man's almost flirtatious words, he leaned forward, his fingers boldly and flirtatiously hooking Huo Beiyuan's chin, a roguish smile playing on his lips, different from his usual coldness, and his tone more flamboyant and distinct than usual:
"Uncle Huo, you like me so much now, you can't stand being apart from me for even a day?"
Huo Beiyuan looked at the bright, intoxicating flush on the boy's face, and then at the hand that was unruly hooking his chin. He silently indulged it, not brushing Qin Ge's hand away. His thin lips curved into an ambiguous arc. Instead of answering his question directly, he asked softly, "Have you been drinking?"
"Not much, just a little," Qin Ge replied, tugging at his collar.
He had been wearing a Windsor knot at his collar, which gave him the air of a noble young master, but he quickly ripped it off and tossed it onto the car seat carpet. Two buttons on his collar were undone, revealing his delicate Adam's apple and a beautifully shaped collarbone.
Huo Beiyuan subtly and slowly tempted her: "Baby, would you like some more?"
Qin Ge glanced at him; his eyes, his demeanor, even the strands of his hair exuded a wildness. "Is it in the car?"
"Okay." Huo Beiyuan pointed to the side, "Go pick one yourself."
He hadn't touched much wine at the birthday banquet, and hadn't had enough. But now, after being invited by Huo Beiyuan with just a few words, he was really intrigued. Qin Ge withdrew her hand from the man's chin like a playboy and turned to drive to the freezer in the car.
The car that arrived at Jiang's residence tonight is a long-wheelbase Lincoln, a well-known luxury car. The interior features are all top-of-the-line, and the built-in refrigerator is filled with neatly arranged bottles of liquor.
The wines made by the head of the Huo family are naturally all of the highest quality.
Qin Ge casually picked out a bottle and opened it. The amber liquid was poured into a crystal glass, and the clear and rich aroma of the wine immediately filled the car.
Qin Ge took a sip, her eyes brightening slightly.
It was even better than the wine he drank at the Jiang family's birthday banquet.
He didn't intend to pour Huo Beiyuan a glass of wine. He raised an eyebrow and glanced at the man sideways, then smiled with a rather pleasant expression, "Good wine, but Uncle Huo, you're not fortunate enough to enjoy it now."
My leg hasn't fully healed yet, so I have to abstain from smoking, alcohol, and...sexual activity.
Although the last point was just nonsense he was spouting, he had already... broken his vow long ago.
Huo Beiyuan looked at the boy, who was completely different from his usual self in his slightly tipsy state.
He was usually arrogant and aloof, lacking the youthful spirit that one should have at his age. After Huo Beiyuan investigated his background, including the hardships he endured in the Qin family as a child and the cold treatment he received in the Jiang family when he was young, it was not hard to imagine why he had such a precocious personality.
As for the mysteries surrounding him, why would a boy raised in a small town possess such superb medical skills, capable of curing a rare poison that even Jiang Yanqing was helpless against...
Huo Beiyuan didn't want to delve into it further.
No rush.
Anyway, he has a lifetime to slowly unravel the mystery surrounding him.
Now that Qin Ge has had some wine, he exudes a vibrant and youthful energy.
This is quite a rare sight.
It also gives people a pleasant surprise.
Huo Beiyuan lazily tapped his knee twice with his long, slender fingers, thinking to himself:
In the future, Jiyuan can prepare more wine and coax him to drink it often.
After his child got drunk...
It has a unique charm.
The man didn't seem to think his idea was inhuman at all. As if he were conjuring up some image, a few beautiful curves appeared on his lips, and he slowly responded to Qin Ge's previous words, "It's okay, Uncle doesn't drink."
He then asked, "What's wrong? Are you in a good mood today?"
Qin Ge swallowed a mouthful of wine, the burning sensation flowing from his throat to his stomach, which felt quite pleasant. His eyes shone with a hazy yet astonishing light. He nodded and said, "Not bad, right?"
Qin Ge briefly recounted what happened at the birthday banquet, making no mention of Jiang Feng, whom he found repulsive. He only spoke of Jiang Xibai being humiliated, and when he mentioned Jiang Xibai's embarrassing moment at the banquet, even his usually aloof and calm demeanor couldn't help but curl up slightly at the corners of his mouth.
They made no attempt to hide their schadenfreude.
Finally, Qin Ge earnestly thanked Huo Beiyuan, saying, "Thank you for the painting you gave to the old lady."
This gratitude is partly for the gift itself. Huo Beiyuan gave the old lady a gift, and to be frank, it's mostly because of him. This man holds him dear, so... love extends to everything connected to him.
Secondly, the painting sent by Xie Huobeiyuan unintentionally slapped Jiang Xibai in the face again.
"What are you thanking me for? Didn't you say that the old lady is the only person in the Jiang family who has treated you well? It's just a painting. Consider it a thank you to Madam Jiang for treating my precious painting so kindly." Huo Beiyuan smiled and spoke in a gentle and charming voice.
Qin Ge's beautiful eyes, slightly tinged with intoxication, couldn't help but look at him, and she felt as if starlight was gently falling into the man's eyes.
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