Chapter 49: He’s the one spoiled by Jiang Su
Xu Mochun immediately refused: “No! This is our gold sponsor!”
Jiang Su: “The gold sponsor is Huo Qingyan.”
Screech——
The car braked suddenly, and due to inertia, Jiang Su’s body leaned forward sharply.
He steadied himself and turned to meet Xu Mochun’s wide eyes.
—He could understand Xu Mochun’s feelings now—
When he found out about this, he was just as shocked as Xu Mochun.
After a while, Xu Mochun finally reacted.
“Susu, don’t you think you’re a little willful? If you don’t want to attend the dinner, you don’t need to make up such an unreliable excuse, right?”
“Huo Qingyan invested in Shen Xiumo’s show? Has he gone crazy?”
Jiang Su: “Didn’t you say that Huo Qingyan was stimulated and it’s understandable if he does something crazy?”
Xu Mochun rolled his eyes at him: “Huo Qingyan, that kind of person with incredibly strong self-control, can he really go crazy? He’s just playing crazy!”
Jiang Su: “…”
Xu Mochun earnestly advised him: “Okay, we should still go, after all, we took his 100 million.”
…
The dinner was held at the Qingyang Hotel.
Xu Mochun was still muttering behind Jiang Su as he entered the private room: “This investor is really generous, arranging the dinner at the Qingyang Hotel…”
A low, indifferent male voice suddenly came from behind.
“It’s my own hotel, no need to spend money, it’s not generous.”
Both Jiang Su and Xu Mochun didn’t notice anyone behind them and were startled.
Jiang Su turned his head and met Huo Qingyan’s dark and deep eyes.
Jiang Su lowered his eyes and called out, “Mr. Huo.”
Huo Qingyan suddenly remembered the hotel manager who had reported to him in the office.
When the hotel manager was reporting, he politely called him “Mr. Huo,” his stiff and cold tone devoid of emotion.
Just like Jiang Su now.
Not long ago, Jiang Su was still sleeping with him in the same bed, making breakfast for him, and calling his name with a smile.
Now, Jiang Su called him “Mr. Huo.”
Realizing that Jiang Su might never call his name with a smile again, Huo Qingyan’s heart began to ache subtly.
Like needles pricking, or ants biting.
It wasn’t a heart-wrenching pain, but it was slowly eating away at him, like slow torture.
When Jiang Su had pushed the door open earlier, he hadn’t pushed the door against the stopper to secure it, so the door was swaying slightly now.
Huo Qingyan reached out to steady the swaying door and softly said, “Go in.”
He didn’t move from the doorway, meaning he was letting Jiang Su go in first.
Jiang Su’s gaze lingered on Huo Qingyan’s hand holding the door for a moment before turning to enter the private room.
Huo Qingyan noticed Jiang Su’s gaze and looked at his hand in slight confusion.
Why was Jiang Su looking at his hand?
He quickly figured out the reason.
In the past, when he was with Jiang Su, wherever there was a door, Jiang Su would always go ahead to open it for him, then considerately hold the door until he had passed through before letting go.
Jiang Su was too spoiled at home, and young and arrogant.
So Huo Qingyan always thought Jiang Su was spoiled and had a spoiled young master’s temperament.
Only now did he realize that Jiang Su’s meticulous care permeated every corner of his life.
Jiang Su was so gentle and considerate towards him, always suppressing his own temper.
Actually, he was the one spoiled by Jiang Su.
“Jiang Su, come sit here!”
The voice from inside the private room startled Huo Qingyan, who was lost in thought by the door.
He closed the door and walked inside.
The private room was large, and for privacy, there was an artificial rockery as a screen at the entrance.
After going around the rockery, the view opened up.
Xu Ce’s hand was lazily resting on the chair beside him, looking at Jiang Su sitting diagonally opposite.
“Jiang Su, you wouldn’t even sit next to me, you don’t give Ce-ge any face, huh?” Although Xu Ce was smiling, the threat in his words was heavy.
Anyone with a brain could hear it, let alone those shrewd people in the entertainment industry.
“If I sit wherever you tell me to, wouldn’t that make me lose face?” Jiang Su’s tone was nonchalant, and his expression calm and composed, but others could hear a hint of disdain.
Dong Xinyue couldn’t help but look at Jiang Su.
When she first saw this young man, she only felt that he was noble and elegant, with clear eyes; he just stood there, a picture of serenity.
Unexpectedly, he was thorny.
First, he confronted Tang Juanzi, and now he didn’t give Xu Ce any face.
He was openly arrogant.
This reckless temper would sooner or later lead to trouble.
Like the sinister Xu Ce in front of him.
Dong Xinyue admired Jiang Su’s temperament and decided to step in to mediate.
“Xu Ce, don’t tease Jiang Su. He’s more than ten years younger than you; you wouldn’t want people to say you’re bullying your juniors.”
Dong Xinyue was a senior, with fewer works in recent years, but her connections remained, so Xu Ce naturally had to give her some face: “Sister Xinyue is right.”
Jiang Su was surprised that Dong Xinyue would speak up for him.
Although he didn’t need Dong Xinyue to help him, he still gave Dong Xinyue a grateful look.
Dong Xinyue smiled at him, signaling him not to mind.
Then, she saw Huo Qingyan walking over, and Dong Xinyue quickly called out, “Mr. Huo.”
Everyone at the table stood up.
Jiang Su was starving, so he reluctantly stood up as well.
“Mr. Huo, please sit here.” Xu Ce bowed and pulled out the seat next to him.
Huo Qingyan only glanced at Xu Ce with his eyes, disdain and disgust evident: “Do I have to sit just because you ask me to?”
Xu Ce felt a chill down his spine from Huo Qingyan’s glance: “No…no…”
He thought carefully and couldn’t remember offending Huo Qingyan.
Why was Huo Qingyan targeting him like this?
“Everyone’s here?” Shen Xiumo’s voice sounded, his footsteps coming closer.
The others greeted Shen Xiumo, while Huo Qingyan walked straight to Jiang Su.
Jiang Su subtly pushed Xu Mochun, who was sitting next to him: “Give me your bag.”
“What for?” Xu Mochun handed him the bag without understanding.
Jiang Su took the bag and put it on the empty chair next to him.
As soon as he put down the bag, Huo Qingyan walked over.
Jiang Su looked up at him, with a bright and innocent smile: “Mr. Huo.”
The meaning was clear; the empty chair would rather have a bag than Huo Qingyan sitting there.
Huo Qingyan looked at him expressionlessly for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
When he smiled, Jiang Su had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Huo Qingyan reached out and moved the chair with the bag, then picked up an empty chair and put it next to Jiang Su.
Then, to Jiang Su’s astonishment, he sat down.
With Huo Qingyan’s arrogance, after he deliberately placed the bag on the chair, he certainly wouldn’t have the face to sit down again!
So, what’s the situation now?
Not only is Huo Qingyan crazy, but now he doesn’t even care about his face?