President, please spoil me!

"Oh..." She replied softly with a drawn-out tone, and then asked casually, "Are you going to work overtime, or are you socializing?"

Huo Sicheng half-closed his eyes, and didn't bother to talk about other reasons, and said flatly and truthfully, "Private gathering with a few friends."

"Then... will you be back very late?"

"I don't know."

Playing this kind of thing, in fact, for people like them, one night and one night is a common thing, but when Xing Hao didn't lose her memory, she was very stressed, and the real "nightlife" usually hasn't started yet. , he came back.

She was a little disappointed, but she didn't ask any more questions, she just said obediently, "Then have fun."

"Ah."

"Bye-Bye."

The phone hangs up.

Huo Sicheng raised his eyelids and looked sideways at the ever-changing scenery outside the car window. He was originally not interested, but became more and more disinterested.

…………

Moonlight is a high-end private club, the last time he brought Xing Wei to this is also the place where younger dignitaries in Ningcheng, or rich second-generation official second-generation red second-generation or even black second-generation people often gather.

They booked a rather large box, and when Huo Sicheng went, Shen Huainan and Shen Shaolin had already arrived.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he half-closed his eyes and found a random place to sit down. He didn't bother to talk to those young masters who wanted to get close to him. He just looked around lazily, but he didn't see Tang Yan.

Shen Huainan saw him and walked over, "Where's Old Tang?"

Huo Sicheng said casually, "He didn't come, did he come?"

Tang Yan is actually the least lively of them all. He has been indifferent and reticent since he was a child, and he usually just looks at Huo Sicheng's petty face, plus Shen Huainan and Shen Shaolin's persuasion——

It is not a problem that he is a single man who is lonely, and he is always alone. With such a skin, and his worth is so high, so many men and women covet him, they can't bear to waste everything, and they want to drag him out to see the light from time to time.

When Huo Sicheng is in a good mood, he will talk to you with a smile, he really does not allow strangers to enter.

"It should be, Shaolin said he agreed, and there is no woman in his house to hug this evening, so why won't he come out and wait for the germination?" Shen Huainan casually teased while pouring wine, "Don't blame me for not reminding you brothers Sons, that kid Shaolin probably set up this game just for you today."

He took the drink, "What game?"

Shen Huainan rubbed his chin, his eyes flicked over many women, he clicked his tongue twice, and said with a smile, "The women in this box today, just order anyone who is either a daughter of a group or an official's daughter. It’s like a large-scale blind date to choose a concubine, both of your brothers are his rivals in love, and getting rid of one is the other.”

Huo Sicheng lowered his head and drank his wine, and said lazily, "I can find one for Tang Yan."

Shen Huainan squinted at him, "What about you?"

Huo Sicheng didn't change his face, "I have high vision, and you can't pick anything that I like."

"..."

"It's hard to say, Shaolin deliberately found a hang according to the template of Shuqing... that kind of woman who looks cold, dignified and reserved, but is actually hypocritical and boring."

Huo Sicheng glanced at him, continued to drink, suddenly thought of something, then smiled, narrowed his eyes and said with a half-smile, "Then whose template did he find for Tang Yan?"

"I guess it's Song Huixi...but that Miss Song of yours doesn't have any obvious labels," according to Shen Huainan's standards, Song Huixi is actually a relatively ordinary one, at most classified as a career-oriented elite woman, not even considered. Go to the goddess, but he certainly wouldn't say this in front of Huo Sicheng, "It's Miss Hua, who has a clear style."

But Shen Shaolin would definitely not think of Hua Xuxu.

He hated both Xing Hua and Hua Xuxu who kept Xing Hua from being jailed.

Huo Sicheng drank his wine with lowered eyes, but didn't speak.

Shen Huainan looked at him, "You said that Old Tang hasn't touched his body for two or three years... Is he waiting for Song Huixi to wake up, or for Hua Xuxu to come out?"

Huo Sicheng's brows and eyes were clouded, "I'd rather he wait for Huixi to wake up."

Shen Huainan said coolly, "To put it bluntly... Hua Xuxu will probably come out soon, but Ms. Song, maybe she won't wake up for a few years or more. Do you have the heart to wait so foolishly for your brothers?"

But Tang Yan...he really doesn't like that charming young lady, and it might be useless if she comes out, not to mention...

Huo Sicheng narrowed his eyes and sneered, "If Tang Yan really likes her, she might die at her hands."

Shen Huainan naturally understood what he said.

Back then, Tang Yan almost died in her hands.

Just as he was speaking, the door of the box was pushed open, and a tall black figure walked in indifferently.

Shen Huainan said that Cao Cao Cao Cao would be here, and raised his hand to say hello. Tang Yan glanced at them, and then stepped forward with his long legs. His expression was cold, and there seemed to be thin white frost in his eyes. In a chilly atmosphere.

Shen Huainan was slightly stunned, "Old Tang... with your face, who offended you?"

Tang Yan glanced at him and sat down casually, "It's nothing."

Holding the wine glass, Huo Sicheng took a few glances at him and said, "You look like you've just lost your temper, who has the ability to annoy you."

The latter lit a cigarette indifferently and calmly with a cold face, took a few puffs before throwing the phone away at any time, but the sharp-eyed Shen Huainan saw the red marks on the back of his hand, and was even more stunned, "Why did your hand hurt? gone?"

In fact, for a person like Tang Yan, it was really not an injury, just a few scratches.

Huo Sicheng also looked over, and sure enough, he found some slender red marks on the back of his hand, like...

Tang Yan exhaled a smoke ring before saying coldly, "The cat scratched it."

He did have a cat, a fat, fat cat.

To be precise, Hua Xuxu raised the cat when he was with him. After the woman was imprisoned, he left the cat behind.

But that cat is fat and lazy, and has a docile temperament. It won't scratch a stranger when it sees it. How could it scratch him like a poop officer?

Shen Huainan didn't ask any further questions, but just smiled and said, "Shaolin specially found a group of noble girls who are waiting to be married in Ningcheng. Old Tang, you are not too young. I was discussing with Si Cheng just now. Do you like Miss Song?" , I still like Hua Qianjin's kind of coquettish king."

Tang Yan raised his eyelids, gave him a cold look, and said mockingly, "Which eye of yours sees that I like that Hua?"

Shen Huainan, "..."

He looked at Huo Sicheng.

Huo Sicheng said indifferently, "You are quite angry today, and you lost your temper after being scratched twice by the cat? If you find it annoying, just give it away."

Tang Yan narrowed his eyes, "No need."

Shen Huainan studied his expression for a while, and smiled, "Old Tang, have you not vented your anger for too long, and your desires have hurt your body? It's not a solution for you to be so single all the time. There is another one in Si Cheng's family. Why don't you choose tonight, do you like anything?"