He must have something else to do when he returned to City A this time, but he didn't tell her, so she didn't ask questions. She just asked about Huangfu Yao's condition with concern, and heard that she had undergone a heart transplant and was undergoing surgery.
While recovering, she also breathed a sigh of relief.
It wasn't until she got into Azhong's car that he leaned against the car door, bent slightly, looked at her with deep eyes and said, "I heard that you are going to attend Han's 70th anniversary?"
Xiaotong was stunned for a moment and said, "Yeah. Grandpa arranged it, and I can't easily refuse."
Huangfu Lin nodded, with a thoughtful expression on his lips.
"Good night." He straightened up and opened the car door.
"Good night." She forced a smile and told Azhong to drive. She thought he would object or persuade her not to go, but he didn't say anything. She felt slightly disappointed.
Withdrawing her thoughts, she looked at herself in the mirror, looking like she was in love. She couldn't help but be startled. Could it be that she had really fallen in love with that man who was as dark and sinister as a fox? But the distance between them was so great.
More than tens of thousands of miles away? His life was beyond her wildest dreams. If she fell into it, would she be doomed?
Sighing, she smiled bitterly.
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Jinbi Club.
In the antique VIP tea room, Huangfu Lin is waiting for his guests.
Warm the cup, pour water, the tea leaves slowly sink, the dry tea absorbs the water, and the leaves unfold, revealing the original color of the buds, the buds are like spears and the leaves are like flags; the water vapor on the soup surface rises with the fragrance of tea, like clouds steaming under the clouds.
When Huangfu Lin did this, his movements were extremely skillful and elegant. His face was calm and his eyes were deep, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
The Japanese-style sliding door slowly opened, and Song Gang walked in, bowed and whispered, "Brother Lin, he's here."
Soon, a man who looked like a butler came slowly, supporting an old man who was over sixty years old. The old man had gray hair and was leaning on a wooden staff carved from fine materials. His movements were wise and calm, and he had a shrewd sophistication that had experienced the world.
and general style.
Huangfu Lin stood up and came forward with a smile, "Mr. Han."
This old man is clearly the head of Han Enterprises, Mr. Han.
"Mr. Huangfu!" The old man nodded in response.
Huangfu Lin stretched out his hand and said, "Please sit down."
The old man sat down, and the butler, Uncle Li, stood behind him with his hands hanging down.
Huangfu Lin personally made tea for the old man, "Mr. Han, try how this tea tastes."
The old man took a bite and said, "Hmm." He nodded, "Not bad. Aged Tieguanyin."
He was boasting in his mouth, but his heart was slightly moved. He even clearly understood his hobby of drinking Tieguanyin and aged Tieguanyin. It seemed that he was well prepared.
With a faint smile, he put down the tea set and said, "I think Mr. Huangfu invited me over tonight, not just for tea, right?"
Mr. Han had always been on good terms with him, and they got along well with each other in City A. Although they had met on public occasions, they had never met in private. The old man was well-versed in the world and had numerous contacts in the business world.
Naturally, he understands that anyone who succeeds in the world must have his own means, especially someone like Huangfu Lin who started from scratch in the underworld.
In fact, the old man also admired the young man very much. Although he said that he was different and did not agree with each other, the old man still had a feeling of being a hero and cherishing heroes. When Song Gang personally sent the invitation letter to Hanzhai, he was the first
The reaction was about Qi'er and Fang Nuhe. Apart from that, he couldn't think of anything else that could bring the two of them together.