"Of course . " Su Yu nodded without thinking .
"Su Yu… I owe you a lot . When I get the chance, I'll . . . "
"I don't need you to repay me . I wanted to do all of this for you . If it was for someone I didn't care about, I wouldn't do anything for them . I'm helping you because we're good friends, so stop thanking me . " Su Yu waved his hand, signaling Huo Mian to stop thanking him .
"Alright then . " Huo Mian smiled .
They chatted in the private room for a little while longer and left when the time was right . . .
As he exited Seductive Fox, Su Yu helped a drunk woman up into his Lamborghini .
"Boss, hurry, follow them! They're leaving!"
A black Ford left the parking lot behind the Lamborghini . . .
At the same time, a small figure dressed in men's clothing left Seductive Fox in a black Land Rover without anyone's notice .
Monitoring the surveillance camera by the club's entrance, Rick flashed a tiny smile . "Huo Mian really has a lot of tricks up her sleeve . Huo Siqian's going to get played this time . "
Rick was the only reason why the duo even came to Seductive Fox in the first place . He was, after all, someone they trusted .
Everything was easier this way . Rick provided Huo Mian with a set of small-sized men's clothing; the black leather jacket and denim jeans fit her perfectly, while the black baseball covered her long hair .
Rick even provided the black Land Rover she drove off in .
The woman who pretended to be Huo Mian was a rookie artist from Su Yu's company .
She had a similar figure to Huo Mian . With Huo Mian's clothing and the extra scarf, it was almost impossible to tell that she was a fake .
Huo Siqian's men couldn't tell the difference; they thought that the man and the woman who came out of Seductive Fox were the real deal .
So, they immediately began to follow them… not forgetting to report everything to Huo Siqian on the way . . .
"Sir, Miss Huo went to a hotel with Su Yu . "
"A hotel?" Huo Siqian furrowed his brows .
"Yes . They're at the Ritz-Carlton, in the presidential suite . "
Huo Siqian's face darkened . . .
That's not likely… Mian's not that easy . Why would she get a hotel room with Su Yu…
Unless he drugged her?
Huo Siqian thought to himself as he completely lost his cool, his face as dark as could be . . .
"Boss, what should we do now? Should we go in?"
"Dumbass… he's Su Yu! If you go in, you won't come out alive!"
Huo Siqian couldn't help but berate his men . . .
He then took out his phone and dialed Su Yu's number .
Inside the presidential suite… Su Yu glanced at the incoming number and picked up with a laugh, "What's up, President Huo?"
"Young Master Su… are you free? Come out for a drink!"
"I don't have time right now . I'm… very busy . "
"Haha… really? What's keeping you so busy?" Huo Siqian laughed as well .
"Well… it's a secret . Alright, I have to go . I'm hanging up now . "
Su Yu then hung up the phone before Huo Siqian could reply, leaving the latter more worried than ever . . .
If Su Yu really did something to Huo Mian… Huo Siqian would really kick himself for letting Su Yu take advantage of what was originally his .
Huo Siqian thought about it left and right, unable to calm himself .
Therefore, he grabbed his coat, went downstairs and got into his car, driving off towards downtown .
Far away from them, Huo Mian was in her Landrover; she had finally gotten rid of her tail .
Because she had the keys, the right fingerprints, and the security codes to South Hill Manor, Huo Mian arrived home in no time .
After she parked her car, Huo Mian got off anxiously .
When she opened the front door, she saw Uncle Li instructing the maids to clean the living room .
"Young Madam?" Everyone was shocked by the sight of Huo Mian .
"Uncle Li, where's Qin Chu?"
"Young Master is in… the wine cellar . "
Qin Chu left the dinner party in a very bad mood . After the event, he immediately returned home, went into the wine cellar, and never came out .
At the sound of this, Huo Mian immediately turned and ran to the wine cellar .
Sure enough, as Huo Mian entered the cellar, she saw Qin Chu sitting on the ground, leaning against a rack in the middle of the room, his hands holding a bottle of strong whiskey .
"Honey . . . " Her voice faltered .
Qin Chu looked up immediately, his gaze filled with surprise, happiness, and longing .
Chapter end
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