Chapter 36: Not Sad at All
Zhou Fu thought that Jiang Lichuan was showing off his wealth!
Huo Qingyan usually took him to high-end places for business engagements, but he had never been to such a luxurious dinner.
This meal probably cost almost half of his annual salary.
For a moment, he regretted not taking the olive branch Jiang Lichuan had thrown to him.
Thinking about it, Zhou Fu couldn’t help but sigh again.
The sigh was a little loud, causing Huo Qingyan to look up at him.
Zhou Fu remembered that he had just been thinking about changing jobs, so he felt a little guilty.
Seeing his guilty look, Huo Qingyan glanced at his phone: “What are you looking at?”
“Looking at Mr. Jiang’s photos, Mr. Jiang is really handsome.” To cover up his one-second thought of changing jobs, Zhou Fu crazily praised Jiang Su.
Huo Qingyan usually seemed indifferent to Jiang Su, but Jiang Su was, after all, his partner.
His partner being praised for his looks, should he be happy?
Zhou Fu eagerly handed his phone to Huo Qingyan, letting him see the photo of Jiang Su in Jiang Lichuan’s Moments update.
Jiang Su was indeed handsome, tall and leggy, with excellent physical condition, and had been admitted to Qingyang Film Academy with the top score in the country.
Therefore, Zhou Fu was genuinely praising Jiang Su.
The Qingyang Hotel was a Huo family property; Huo Qingyan recognized it immediately from the photo.
His gaze didn’t linger on the photo of the luxurious meal for a moment but went directly to the other photo of Jiang Su.
This was a side profile of Jiang Su.
In the photo, Jiang Su was picking up food with his chopsticks, looking up and smiling at the person sitting across from him.
He looked completely relaxed and happy, without a hint of sadness.
Thinking of his own absentmindedness that morning, the anger in Huo Qingyan’s heart surged uncontrollably.
Jiang Su actually… wasn’t sad at all?
He was even smiling so happily.
Was getting divorced from him really that happy?
Huo Qingyan stared fiercely at Jiang Su, who was smiling happily in the photo, wishing he could go to the Qingyang Hotel right now to question him.
Zhou Fu keenly sensed that Huo Qingyan’s mood was wrong, but it was too late.
Huo Qingyan raised his hand and threw the phone heavily to the ground.
With a “bang,” the sound was very harsh.
The guests nearby all looked over.
“Mr. Huo…” Zhou Fu immediately sat up straight, not daring to look at his phone, which was shattered into several pieces.
He had seen Huo Qingyan angry many times, but he had never seen Huo Qingyan angry enough to throw things in public.
Something big must have happened.
Huo Qingyan’s jaw was tightly clenched, his lips pursed, and his heavy breathing showed that he was trying his best to control his anger.
After a long while, Huo Qingyan adjusted his mood and returned to his usual indifferent expression, where it was impossible to tell his emotions.
He stood up: “Go to finance and get money to buy a new phone.”
Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhou Fu hurriedly said: “Mr. Huo, the food is about to be served…”
Huo Qingyan acted as if he hadn’t heard, and walked straight out.
Zhou Fu watched Huo Qingyan’s figure disappear before getting up to apologize to the other guests around him: “Sorry.”
Then, he said to the waiter who came to serve the food: “Please pack everything up, thank you.”
…
At the Qingyang Hotel, Jiang Su had already finished his meal with Jiang Lichuan and the others.
When Jiang Su was going to pay the bill, he was stopped by Jiang Zhaoyu: “Let me do it.”
Jiang Su shook his head, before he could speak, he was interrupted by Jiang Lichuan: “How can Big Brother do it, I’ll do it!”
Jiang Ying stood up: “Let me do it.”
Jiang Zhaoyu: “Behave yourselves, I’ll do it.”
Jiang Lichuan: “Big Brother, do you look down on me? My new club is making money…”
Jiang Ying: “How much money can your club make? Save it, keep it for your wife, let me do it.”
Jiang Zhaoyu: “No…”
Seeing the few people arguing over paying the bill, it seemed like they were about to fight.
Jiang Su beckoned to the stunned waiter.
The waiter was quite quick-witted and quickly came over.
Jiang Su took out his card and handed it to the waiter, telling him the password: “Go quickly.”
Soon, the waiter came back with Jiang Su’s card.
Jiang Su put the card back in his bag and said, “I’ve already paid, let’s go.”
The three of them turned to look at Jiang Su, their eyes full of regret.
Jiang Ying and Jiang Zhaoyu had something to do at their company, so they went back to the company.
Only Jiang Lichuan and Jiang Su were left.
Jiang Lichuan put his arm around Jiang Su’s shoulder and walked out: “You haven’t been to my newly opened club yet, right? Want to go and have fun tonight?”
Jiang Su refused very decisively: “No.”
Jiang Lichuan was a little discouraged but still persisted in persuading him: “I hired an internationally renowned architectural designer to build it for me, and the decoration is also very beautiful, you really won’t go?”
Jiang Su took his arm off his shoulder: “It’s inauspicious.”
Jiang Lichuan was unconvinced: “Why is it inauspicious to call it ‘Wangchuan’? My name is even in it; it sounds very powerful and high-class…”
Jiang Su didn’t understand why the name “Wangchuan” was high-class, but Jiang Lichuan was so annoying; he was so annoyed that he could only nod in agreement.
That night…
Jiang Lichuan picked up Jiang Su in a particularly flashy sports car and took him to Wangchuan.
Jiang Lichuan built Wangchuan with the goal of being a top-level club, and everything from the design to the interior decoration was done by masters, and he poured a lot of money into it.
The final result was indeed very good.
Jiang Lichuan looked proud: “How is it? Not bad, right?”
Jiang Su “Mmmed.”
Jiang Lichuan was happy and put his arm around his shoulder and walked inside: “Let’s drink until we’re drunk tonight.”
“Drinking is bad for your health.” Jiang Su hadn’t been drinking much these past two years, and it had almost become a habit.
Jiang Lichuan snorted: “Are you not capable?”
Jiang Su choked: “You’re not capable!”
Jiang Lichuan: “Then let’s have a contest.”
Jiang Su: “Let’s do it! Whoever falls down first calls the other ‘Dad’!”
Jiang Lichuan got excited: “I’m going to be Dad tonight!”
What bad thoughts can brothers have? They just wanted to be each other’s “Dad”.
One hour later.
In the spacious private room.
Jiang Lichuan hugged a wine bottle and tried to get up from under the table, but because he had drunk too much and was too drunk, he was unsteady on his feet and as soon as he sat up, he heavily fell back to the floor.
Jiang Lichuan mumbled drowsily: “Little Seven, help me up…”
Jiang Su sat on the sofa, recording a video of Jiang Lichuan drunk: “Call me Dad.”
Jiang Lichuan rolled back under the table: “I won’t call.”
Jiang Su wasn’t in a hurry, with the video in hand, Jiang Lichuan would eventually call him Dad.
“I’m going back to sleep.” Jiang Lichuan wouldn’t get into any trouble in his own shop; Jiang Su was ready to go back.
There were waiters guarding the entrance, they knew the relationship between Jiang Su and Jiang Lichuan, so they dared not be negligent.
The waiter helped Jiang Su to the outside of the club and sent him to the car that had been arranged in advance.
“Thank you…” When Jiang Su thanked the waiter, he vaguely saw a familiar figure not far behind the waiter.
It looked like Lin Siyue?