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(Arrival of the Devil (12)

“Uh… It’s a misunderstanding, Deputy Director Huo. It’s all just a big misunderstanding…” Su Yu immediately tried to explain himself.

“Su Yu, you’re so bold now, eh? You feel so free that you can almost fly, eh? If I give you a pair of wings, do you think you can soar into the sky?” Huo Mian asked.

“I don’t have wings but I can fly in the sky with a glider. Haha…” Su Yu joked.

“So why is the great president of Imperial Star Corporation not asleep now but talking behind someone’s back? Do you think that’s a good thing to do?” Huo Mian asked.

“I-I’m just joking around with Little Bean. Please don’t take it personally,” Su Yu said with a smile.

“Yeah Mommy, Handsome Su was just joking with me. In fact, Mommy is the prettiest. Mommy is prettier than both Pudding and I put together… That’s why Handsome Su gifted Mommy such an expensive qipao…” Although Little Bean was still young, she was very quick-witted. Before Huo Mian could get mad, Little Bean raised the qipao topic.

There was no such thing as a free lunch so when Huo Mian heard the word “qipao”, the look in her eyes changed.

“In the future, don’t gift me anything that’s so expensive anymore…” Huo Mian changed the topic.

Su Yu immediately was relieved. He looked at Little Bean with gratitude and said to Huo Mian, “It’s not expensive. As long as you guys like it, that’s all that matters. Moneywise, I have tons of that and I can’t use it up…”

“Okay. It’s late. I have to get Little Bean and Pudding to bed. You should sleep earlier too.”

“Okay.” Su Yu nodded but he couldn’t get himself to press the hang-up button.

Huo Mian leaned down and hung up.

The final moment Su Yu saw was Huo Mian leaning close to the camera, with her long hair hanging down her shoulders. She wasn’t wearing any makeup.

At that instant, Su Yu’s heart pounded hard.

After four years, Huo Mian was still the only person that can make his heart skip a beat.

Su Yu took off his bathrobe and lied down on his big bed. He gave a slight sigh.

His phone was playing Li Jian’s “When You’re Old”.

At that second, he felt an unprecedented calmness…

“When you’re old and can’t walk anymore, man would sit by the furnace and reminisce about their youth and those times they loved. You loved her beauty, regardless of whether it was real or fake. But please remember there is still a soul that loves you wholeheartedly. He will even love those wrinkles on your face…”

Along with such beautiful lyrics, Su Yu imagined how Huo Mian would look in 20 years.

She would be almost 50 and there would be wrinkles on her face – she would no longer be young.

He thought he’d still love her even if she was no longer young. After all, he didn’t love her for her looks.

He ruminated and lost the drowsiness he felt earlier so he picked up his phone and gave Tang Chuan a call.

“Do you want to come out and have a drink?”

“Huh? Drink? No… I can’t right now…”

“Huh? Why? Did your period come?” Su Yu teased.

“No, but she came to my place.”

“Huh? She? Qin Ning you mean?” Su Yu immediately realized who he was talking about.

“Yeah. Haha…” Tang Chuan laughed joyfully.

“What’s the situation? Are you going to break the last barrier tonight?” Su Yu teased.

“Tang Chuan! What are you doing? Come and help me…” From the other side of the phone, Su Yu heard Qin Ning’s voice.

“Okay, I’m coming!”

Then, Tang Chuan lowered his voice and said, “Hey, Yu, I’m going to hang up.”

“Okay, okay… Slow down though. Don’t come when you guys barely started…”

“Damn you…” Tang Chuan cursed while chuckling. Then they hung up.



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