Long hair scattered on the side of her face, covering most of her face. Under the misty lights, in the dim aisle, his eyebrows and eyes were casually looking at him, leaving only the dark figure, carefully apologizing in front of him.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm really sorry."

Her hands were folded against her abdomen, and her excessive bangs slid down from her forehead, and her rough and hoarse sound was like the edge of a stone grain.

That was a very subconscious behavior, and Huo Xingyan only felt unhappy.

The person in front of him was hidden in the darkness. On the blurry outline of his body, a cold cold air emanated from her. It was a very low and very low breath of death similar to formalin. Only those who have experienced the darkness will have it.

After apologizing, the woman left in a panic. When she left, her long hair spread out, revealing her white face.

Huo Xingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned around, he saw a person at one end of the corridor.

It seemed that the man also saw him. Sheng Yunche came in with one hand in his pocket, wearing a slim suit, knitted short sleeves exposed his fair arms, and his muscles burst out strong and powerful.

"How about finding a place to talk?" Sheng Yunche spoke.

"It's up to you!" Huo Xingyan said. He knew that Sheng Yunche should have something to say to him.

In the dark night, the galaxy fell in the sky, and the lights were like the bright moon in the sky.

The moonlight shines softly, slowly sifting down, overflowing temperature.

On the balcony, the moonlight is warm and the breeze blows on my face. Occasionally, a scent of the air comes in a faint sense.

On the white railing, Sheng Yunche leaned on the railing, with a brown cigar on his fingertips. Mars flashed and disappeared. Occasionally, a mouthful of smoke exhaled from his mouth, curling in the air.

Taking a deep sip of the cigar, Sheng Yunche exhaled smoke, and suddenly said with a sigh: "Yan, I still remember that when I met you, I was just an abandoned son who was released by the Sheng family."

"I do nothing every day, pick up girls and drink, and I think my life will just pass like this."

"Yes," Huo Xingyan was also filled with emotion when he heard that back then, "I remember when you were a waiter at a banquet and were flirting with a woman."

Huo Xingyan remembered that when he first met Sheng Yunche, he was wearing the uniform of a waiter, shuttled around the banquet, and had a lot of fun fighting with a large wave of American women.

"Haha..." Hearing the sound, Sheng Yunche couldn't help laughing. The low laughter shook out from his chest, full of joy. "Yes, it took almost half a year to go, and the Sheng family had never made any money for me. I was helpless. I worked several jobs during that period!"

Who could imagine that Sheng Ershao, the first heir of the second wealthy family in A, would be so embarrassed and poor that he needed to work to make a living.

"But even then, you still came over!" leaning on the railing, Huo Xingyan looked at this friend and couldn't help but sigh.

Not to mention Sheng Yunche, he was not like this. When he founded Fengxing, he encountered many difficulties, but he never borrowed a penny from his family.

The purpose is to prove that even if he does not rely on the Huo family, even if he leaves there, he can still make a fortune in the business world.

You are not afraid of failure in life, you are only afraid of losing the courage to start over.

"Yes, we've all come over!"

Sheng Yunche narrowed his evil eyes slightly, and stared at the dark stars not far away, "Yan, I have one thing that I need to ask for your consent!"

Huo Xingyan glanced at him, his eyes were unclear.

"I want to activate the resources of Fenghua Club!" Looking sideways, Sheng Yunche looked at him, with a pair of evil black eyes hiding ambitions.

Frowning, Huo Xingyan said indifferently: "Reason!"

He did not doubt that the mystery of Fenghua Club would be revealed sooner or later, but now it is obviously not a suitable time. Moreover, if the veil of Fenghua Club was opened, they might have troubles one after another. Whether it is a blessing or a disaster depends entirely on luck.

"For the last try!" Sheng Yunche was silent for a long time with a cigar in his mouth, and finally said this.

Huo Xingyan knew that the Sheng family was not simply business-oriented, but both black and white Taoist were involved. The eldest son of the Sheng family was disabled and could no longer be the heir. As long as the Sheng family did not have a next son, the position of heir would definitely fall on Sheng Yunche, and it would not be too far from Sheng Yunche's successor to the Sheng family.

Besides, in addition to his business on Bai Dao, Sheng Yunche has been exposed to a lot of blood.

Huo Xingyan asked these things without doubt about it, and in his capacity, it was not appropriate.

"You decide, anyway, this Fenghua Club is yours!" He was very irresponsible. It seemed that Huo Xingyan's style of saying this.

Sheng Yunche looked back in confusion, and there was a hint of suspicion under his narrow and evil eyes, "I said, such irresponsible words are not what you, Mr. Huo Si, should have said!"

With his hands spread out on the railing, Huo Xingyan asked him, "What do you think is what I should say?"

For example, no, no, no!

Huo Xingyan chuckled. He remembered that Feng Mi always poked his chest and complained carefully: Huo Xingyan, can you not be so serious, like a little old man? How long and interesting life is, can you think of something happy! This way you will not only enter the aging period early, but also no one will love you!

Whenever he talks about this, the little girl always holds a depressed little face and then hangs in his arms to continue watching TV.

"Tsk tsk—" The slanted curve was naturally attracted by Sheng Yunche.

With one foot on the railing behind him, Sheng Yunche smiled evilly with a cigar in his mouth, "The power of love is so great that it actually changed our fourth young master Huo to this!"

Although he had seen that woman, she looked nothing different than other women except that she was tender and had a personality.

"Maybe!" And subconsciously, he didn't hate being changed.

In the past, I liked work very much, and it seemed that I would live a fulfilling life by burying myself into the pile of work. But now, he no longer likes this, working overtime, traveling on business... This will reduce the time between him and the little girl.

It seems that in the nearly two weeks after they reconciled, he had already gone on business twice, and there were too many times when he had to move back to the villa for processing.

"..." Seeing the latter's fun look, Sheng Yunche was powerless to complain.

Especially when he called several times, at night, the latter would always tell him to speak softly, and then secretly hide out and answer the phone.

It's simply... Sheng Yunche is powerless to complain.

The night was getting darker, and when Sheng Yunche turned around and left, he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Yan," Sheng Yunche's handsome face lingering in the smoke was a little hesitant.

"There is one thing that I don't know if I should tell you!"

"Huh?" Sheng Yunche's hesitant expression was really intriguing. Huo Xingyan rarely saw this expression on him because this guy has always been famous for his savage tongue.

He spit out a mouthful of smoke from a cigar, Sheng Yunche's eyes were a little complicated, "...Hua Youran, she, she is back!"

"She is not dead, but alive!"

“…”

"Someone told me a few days ago that she met Hua Youran, and she has returned to the Hua family now. Someone has seen her and appeared at the banquet..."

"..." Huo Xingyan's clear eyes gradually became a little deeper, as if he was breathing slightly.

Even though he was just standing there with his expression still, Sheng Yunche could feel some changes in his body.

"I was mocking that person at that time, and I asked if you were a god. Hua Youran has been dead for five years. How could he suddenly appear in this world..."

"It was not until yesterday that I saw her with my own eyes that it was confirmed!"

Sheng Yunche was still a little dazed when he talked about this.

You said, how could a dead person be reborn?

Although he was not sure what happened at that time, he heard that Hua Youran died and held a funeral and cremated into ashes.

Since Hua Youran is back, who is the ashes in the cemetery?

"Although you have their own lives now, I think I should tell you!"

Upon approaching, Sheng Yunche stretched out his hand and patted Huo Xingyan on the shoulder, giving some comfort, "Whether to see him or not, it depends on your own decision!"

Sheng Yunche also knew about the past between Huo Xingyan and Hua Youran.

Before Sheng Yunche established Fengxing, he had been in the army. At that time, Huo Xingtao and Hua Youran were also in the army.

The relationship between the three people is very good. Almost from the beginning of school, Hua Youran has been in contact with the Huo family. Over time, the relationship with the Huo family is also very familiar, not to mention that Huo Xingyan and Hua Youran once attended the same university.

The past between these three people can also be regarded as a love triangle. Huo Xingtao likes Hua Youran, but he is a little bit like Hua Youran but loves Huo Xingyan. Huo Xingyan is about Hua Youran, but his relationship with his brother and sister.

As for what happened later, there was no fact about it.

I only know that Hua Youran is dead, Huo Xingtao hated Huo Xingyan, and Huo Xingyan followed Shang.

On the balcony, Sheng Yunche left, leaving Huo Xingyan standing there.

Fenghua Club, on the top floor of the high altitude, is a glass-surfaced sky garden on the balcony.

A white railing was surrounded by the side, and you could see dozens of people below.

The advantage of this transparent glass is that people inside can see everything outside, while people outside cannot see inside.

In the air, the fragrance of flowers surrounds, and the warm wind blows in my ears.

However, Huo Xingyan's hands, which were placed on his legs, slowly clenched, and even his body was trembling violently.

He closed his eyebrows and eyes slightly, clenched his fists tightly, and a trace of struggle slipped through his clear and moist face.

He has fallen into that memory, a memory named Hua Youran.

That memory was so painful that it still sounded like a heart-wrenching pain.
Chapter completed!