Kyoto kisses her

Chapter 4 From Sugar Daddy to Bro
"What is the landlady doing?"

As soon as Xiao Li entered the door, he saw his boss's wife slumped over the table, looking worried and distressed.

Su Ruoyun rested her chin on one hand, while occasionally pressing the calculator with the other, and said quietly, "I'm calculating how much money I lost today."

Looking at the string of numbers on the calculator screen, she raised her hand and covered the calculator to her chest, sighing with heartache.

Not only did she not make any money from Huo Jingcheng, she actually lost money herself.

The tea she brewed for Huo Jingcheng was from the Shifeng Longjing tea plantation. Without mentioning the specific price, she personally went to Hangzhou before the Spring Equinox this year to purchase the tea leaves from tea farmers. She watched the tea pickers work from picking to processing, and the entire process was done by hand. The tea was picked from the Shifeng mountain, even a day earlier than the tea offered to the emperor.

Xiao Li comforted her and gave Su Ruoyun a suggestion: "Think about it another way. The proprietress can put up a sign at the entrance of Guanlan saying that this private room is the one where President Huo stayed. Just like the celebrity effect on the internet, all those who admire President Huo will book Guanlan. Wouldn't that be profitable?"

Upon hearing this, Su Ruoyun raised an eyebrow, her mind racing. "Hey, this method..."

If you were to inscribe on a wooden plaque, "[Famous young entrepreneur Huo Jingcheng visits Yichuan Tobacco Tea House for research and guidance]", and then hang it on the wall, the tea house's gate might be worn down by the crowds.

Su Ruoyun suddenly thought of something, then her expression fell. "Let's forget about it."

If she were to put Huo Jingcheng's name on the door of the Guanlan private room as advertising, her brother Su Mingyan would probably put her on the door as a calendar.

Su Ruoyun leaned against the tea table, her hands clasped under her chin. Her already delicate features were enhanced by her movements, which added a touch of coquettishness. "Mr. Huo, have you finished your tea?"

While Huo Jingcheng was taking a shower, her brother called her, saying he was coming to pick her up for dinner. It was almost time to get off work, and if the two of them bumped into each other, ugh, the scene would be unimaginable...

Xiao Li shook her head. She had just returned from the west wing and hadn't gone to the side room yet. "I don't know. I just ran into Sister Chen in the veranda. Mr. Huo called her out."

"Where is Xiao Chen now?"

Xiao Li answered truthfully: "...I don't know."

Chen Xu was gossiping, standing under the eaves of the first floor of the Guanlan private room.

"She's got some impressive skills; she managed to get a young master from Beijing's elite circles to give her a courtyard house. But even if she likes it, she won't marry him... With looks like her, no wonder they're all scrambling to get their hands on her?"

"They accept anyone who comes their way, who knows, they might be trying to hook up with someone else..."

Before Chen Xu could stop talking, the woman standing next to her couldn't stand the foul language any longer. She waved her hand and said, "I'm going to get busy at the front. You can stay here by yourself."

Chen Xu called out "Hey, hey" twice, but couldn't stop her. He could only watch her leave. Then, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the open wooden window on the second floor. He thoughtfully licked his dry lips, which had been dry from talking for a long time. He must have... heard everything, right?

Huo Jingcheng, whom she had been hoping for, completely ignored her words. Long before he mentioned "President Su of Hengfeng," he had already walked out of the private room.

The wooden door creaked twice, opening and closing, but Chen Xu was so engrossed in gossiping that he didn't notice.

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Su Ruoyun didn't have time to pay attention to it. As long as it didn't interfere with her and the teahouse, everything else was just a trivial matter.

She pressed the [AC] key on the calculator with her fingertip, producing a crisp "zero" sound, then placed it back on the table. She glanced at the irregularly shaped wall clock on the white wall, estimated that it was about time, and got up to walk towards the east gate.

It was 5:10 p.m., and the afterglow of the setting sun spilled onto the red walls and glazed tiles, creating dappled light and shadow. Su Ruoyun strolled along the winding corridor. In May, the roses in the backyard bloomed like a waterfall, delicate and beautiful.

That pink waterfall—the branches cascaded down from the gray-tiled wall, the flowers were pale, white with a hint of pink, the buds were rouge pink, as if they were enveloping the lively atmosphere of the alley. Green branches climbed the red wall, and the flower buds were so close together that they seemed about to fall to the ground.

A gentle breeze blows, carrying a fragrant aroma.

Su Ruoyun picked a rose with great interest, played with it in her hand, and strolled leisurely towards the east gate. As she passed through the covered walkway, she was so focused on the rose in her hand that she did not notice a dark figure by the wall, tall and slender.

The shadowy figure followed her at a leisurely pace, maintaining a distance that was neither too far nor too close. It could see Su Ruoyun's every move, yet it could also remain unnoticed by her.

Su Ruoyun admired the roses she had carefully selected, and lowered her head to smell them. The fragrance was rich, but just then a gust of wind blew by, and the pollen from the blooming buds rushed straight to her nose. Caught off guard, she inhaled a noseful of pollen.

She raised her hand to cover her nose and mouth, and sneezed a few times in discomfort.

Seeing Su Ruoyun's "confused" look, Huo Jingcheng, who was standing behind the door, smiled.

Su Ruoyun was focused on the flowers in her hand, standing on the curb, waiting for her older brother to arrive, completely unaware that she had been labeled as absent-minded by others.

The city's aesthetics are fully reflected in the green belts along the roadside, with roses of all colors blooming in profusion, making it a veritable flower-lined road.

The setting sun gilded the vermilion city walls, as if allowing the people of this ancient capital to travel back a thousand years in the interplay of light and shadow, to witness the patina of time, the sedimentation of history, and the silent presence of the ancient buildings.

The twilight also shone on the girl, adding a touch of autumn color, while its reflection was cast onto the red wall.

Su Ruoyun was patiently waiting at first, but as the wait went on, she got annoyed and started playing a mobile game.

The red bird, propelled by the slingshot, crashes into the green pig, while rounded fingers, slightly tinged with pink, swipe back and forth across the screen.

She played the game casually, glancing at the roadside every now and then.

A Maybach slowly pulled up outside the East Gate.

Huo Jingcheng saw the Maybach's license plate before Su Ruoyun did, and instinctively hid behind the door.

Even in Beijing, luxury cars with special number license plates attract the attention of passersby.

The back door of the car opened, and a man in a suit got out and slowly walked toward the girl who was standing on the curb.

Su Ruoyun was still engrossed in playing the game with her head down, completely unaware of what was happening, until the Maybach driver honked the horn, startling her awake from the game and causing her to look up.

Seeing the familiar man not far away, she deleted the background apps on her phone, turned it off, and with a smile on her face, Su Ruoyun ran over in her high heels, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Their intimate behavior doesn't seem like that between a man and a woman with a casual relationship.

Just as Huo Jingcheng thought the rumors were true, he heard Su Ruoyun's sweet and clear voice call out, "Brother."

(End of this chapter)