Hong Kong is in full swing

"Could it be that my sister is the owner of "Nong Meiying"? " Wei Size's eyes were filled with deep doubts.

Even he couldn't get the painting, but Yu Wan, the daughter of a poor Hong Kong businessman, actually bought it?

"No, but I know Lan Kwai Fong."

This time, Wei Size was truly shocked: "My sister really knows Lan Guifang?"

Yu Wan thought to herself, it's more than just knowing each other, they are quite familiar with each other.

She nodded and said frankly, "Of course I can't get 'Playing with Plum Blossoms', but I have a painting called 'Longevity as Long as the Southern Mountains' on hand. If Master Wei doesn't mind, I'd like to give it to you as a birthday gift."

She did not explain her connection with Lan Kwai Fong.

Although Wei Size still had some doubts, he went along with it: "My father's birthday is coming up, and I'm worried about not having a suitable gift. If you can help me, I will definitely thank you well. I just don't know how you want me to repay you."

Yu Wan smiled gently.

"I do have a request for you, Young Master Wei, but before that, please do me a favor..."

She turned to look at Qiao Wang, who had been observing the two of them from the side.

Somehow, Qiao Wang suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, five minutes later.

Qiao Wang stood in front of the villa door in a rage and called Yu Wan.

"Yu Wan, what the hell are you doing! I asked you to find a way to stay, but why did you let Wei Size kick me out?!"

Over there, Yu Wan chuckled, "Didn't you ask me to stay, big brother? Why are you still not satisfied?"

Qiao Wang's face turned pale: "You did it on purpose, right?"

"What are you doing on purpose? I don't quite understand what you mean, big brother. Okay, Master Wei wants me to hang up first."

"you……"

The phone was disconnected with a click, and Yu Wan curled up the corner of her mouth into a cold smile.

Now, the initiative to connect with the Wei family is in her hands.

Because Qiao Wang had some concerns, he didn't dare to do anything desperate.

Having gained a slight advantage, Yu Wan felt a little relieved from the depression in her heart.

She was about to get up and leave the bathroom when she suddenly heard a series of footsteps.

Then, I heard my name in the conversation.

"Did you see those two lapdogs from the Qiao family just now? They were fawning over them all the time and had no self-respect at all."

Yu Wan was silent for a moment and withdrew her hand that was about to push the door.

"I saw it! How despicable! She's even capable of such a wet body temptation!"

"I saw her coming out with Huo Sheng at that time. If she hadn't seduced Young Master Wei, could she have been planning to take advantage of Huo Sheng?"

"Just her?" the woman said with a mocking voice, "Mr. Huo is so arrogant that even Sister Shen Ying can't get close to him. Who does she think she is?"

Shen Ying, a famous rich girl in Hong Kong.

Wherever Huo Chuyan appears, Shen Ying's shadow can often be seen.

In the eyes of Hong Kong media and many people, she is one of the few who can match Huo Chuyan.

"That's what I mean. Why don't you look in the mirror and see what kind of moral character you have?" The man echoed and then asked, "By the way, have you seen Mr. Huo? I haven't seen him all night."

"No, he might have left a long time ago. This kind of occasion doesn't mean much to Mr. Huo."

"Yeah, I really envy Wei Jingqing for marrying into the Huo family."

"Silly man, go away."

"Wait a moment."

The footsteps gradually faded away. Yu Wan pushed open the bathroom door, tidied her appearance, and slowly walked towards the garden.

The house was brightly lit, while outside it was raining and windy. Biyuan looked even darker under the impact of raindrops.

She sat on a wooden chair, looked up at the rain, and out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of another slender figure by the eaves.

The body stiffened instantly.

Huo Chuyan.

Feeling her gaze, Huo Chuyan slowly turned his head and saw Yu Wan and said softly, "Sorry, I'm smoking."

Yu Wan forced a smile: "It's okay, please continue."

She turned around and prepared to leave, but the next moment she was stopped by a man's voice.

"Miss Yu hates me?"

Yu Wan looked at his beautiful eyes and her tongue almost got tied.

"No, I was afraid of disturbing you."

"How could that be?" Huo Chuyan's eyes were full of confusion, and then he said, "I should be the one leaving. I was the one smoking here."

Yu Wan didn't want him to leave, so she gritted her teeth and sat back on the wooden chair.

"excuse me."

Huo Chuyan nodded politely in response.

Who knew that as soon as she sat down, the person over there put out his cigarette and watched the rain quietly.

Yu Wan's heart was beating fast again, and her fingers curled unconsciously on her skirt.

If you want to rank all celebrities and nobles by their status, the most direct way is to look at where they live.

Central and Upper and Lower Waterways compete with each other for beauty.

But compared with the hillside villa area, it is still ashamed.

It is called halfway point because there is a mountain top above it.

——That is a field that is difficult to enter no matter how much money you have.

Before he was thirty years old, Huo Chuyan was called Mr. Huo because he was born into a top circle.

After he turned thirty, he was still Huo Sheng because he was tough and decisive, and at the same time he was very well-educated, which made people admire him.

Yu Wan had heard of a saying.

There is a natural gap between the truly rich and ordinary people.

Even if we put aside wealth, one can stand out from the crowd just by his or her manners and inner cultivation.

Huo Chuyan is just such a person.

Unlike Wei Size's playful attitude of pretending to respect on the surface but actually showing contempt in his heart, Huo Chuyan's cultivation radiates from the inside out.

Just like the cigarette he just put out.

He would never do anything to embarrass others.

He was a truly gentle and noble man.

Yu Wan thought...

The rain lines wove into a curtain, the rain and fog were hazy, my thoughts began to ripple, and my eyes involuntarily fell on his figure.

I noticed a slight dampness on his shoulders.

The inner struggle lasted for a moment, and finally she called out his name softly.

"Mr. Huo."

Huo Chuyan turned his head sideways.

"Sit here." Yu Wan said slowly, "The rain is getting a little cold."

Huo Chuyan looked at the raindrops falling obliquely in front of her, then looked at the empty wooden chair next to her, and smiled helplessly:

"excuse me."

The two sat down side by side. Yu Wan appeared calm on the surface, but in her heart she was trying her best to appear less nervous.

She was just thinking about finding an opportunity to leave when suddenly a cold wind blew and a suit jacket was draped over her.

Huo Chuyan whispered in his soft and pleasant Cantonese: "It's getting cold at night."

The faint aroma of wine on the coat inadvertently reached Yu Wan's nose. She felt as if she was in another world, and remembered the coat he put on her many years ago.

Soon, Huo Chuyan stood up and nodded to her, indicating that he was ready to leave. The moment he turned around, he was stopped by Yu Wan again.

"Mr. Huo."

Huo Chuyan turned back.

"Any advice?"