Huo Feng still knew his sister. He had just run ten kilometers in one go. After running back to his room, he found that Huo Xinran was still in the guise and reluctantly called him, calling him every ten minutes. It was past eight in the morning in China, and it was already midnight in London.

"Xinran, it's almost time now, why don't you go to bed quickly?" Huo Feng was so helpless that he had to answer the phone.

"It's not your fault, brother. I said you'll be happy after hearing it, but you hung up my phone." Huo Xinran was indeed very sleepy.

"I'm really not happy with your story. You should go to bed quickly. I'll talk about anything tomorrow." Huo Feng said to Huo Xinran in a very serious tone.

"Okay, then I'll say something to you. Sister Mu Mu told me that her candle was four months ago. When she visited one of the architectural firms that were finally compared with the Huo Manor in London, she saw an aromatic candle with a whole wall and asked the designer to ask for the one with the heaviest taste." Huo Xinran was already a little depressed.

"Why are you talking about Huo Manor again?" Huo Feng asked.

"Are you interested in listening now?" Huo Xinran's tone was a little aggrieved and a little angry.

"I still have no interest, go to bed." Huo Feng felt that it would be better to go to work quickly.

"Aren't you curious about why an architectural firm has windle candles that can't be bought on the market?" Huo Xinran asked.

"Xinran, haven't you finished your words yet?" Huo Feng really didn't understand what Huo Xinran wanted to say to him today.

"Brother, the designer of that firm and Sister Mu said that before he became a designer, he was the chairman of Windle Candle Company. I'm done." Huo Xinran finally finished the story.

"It's fine to finish, you can go to bed quickly." Huo Feng was about to hang up the phone.

"Brother~~~~" With this sound, Huo Xinran increased the volume and dragged the sound for a long time.

My sister's almost hysterical voice stopped Huo Feng from hanging up the phone in time.

"Brother, are you sad and overly affecting your IQ directly? Don't you understand? Sister Candle's chairman was in London at least four months ago, and he has been there all the time." Huo Xinran really wanted to wake her brother up.

"I understand, she had been in London for more than ten years." Huo Fengduo thought that he had not missed so many opportunities to meet back then.

"Brother~ That chairman is here, and Sister Candle is not here." Huo Xinran felt that his brother was already a rotten wood that could not be carved.

"How do you know she is not here?" Huo Feng asked Huo Xinran.

"If Sister Candle is here, I will definitely come to the horse farm..." Huo Xinran began to hesitate when he said this.

t.mylander is no longer at the Ligu Equestrian Center. She has not seen Candle Sister again, but it does not mean that Candle Sister is really not in London.

Huo Xinran is really sleepy now. She decided to hang up the phone first and wake up before talking.

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Huo Feng has not contacted Zuo Zai for almost half a year, and he knows nothing about Zuo Zai's current situation. In fact, the frequency of contacting once every six months is normal for "the little girl selling candles" and "goodbye Chopin".

But since we met in real life, everything has become different.

If Zuo Zailio's brother is really in London now, then Zuo Zailio is also there?

Huo Feng couldn't help but start thinking about what the last sentence Cheng Lie said to him meant.

Should he look for Zuo Zai? But after searching for this time, can he continue to restrain his emotions?

On December 30, 2014, Huo Feng was unintentional during the day and had no intention of sleeping all night.

On December 31, 2014, Huo Feng finally made up his mind to call Zuo Ai. Huo Feng took out the mobile phone he usually used and the Hong Kong number.

Huo Feng thought of a good way to answer questions and answer questions for himself. A method Zuo Zai had used.

Want to know if Zuo Zai is currently in China, he just needs to hear whether he beeps or beeps from the other end of the phone.

Huo Feng decided that if it beeps twice, he would die. If it beeps twice, he would think about what he wanted to say to Zuo.

When a long beep sound came from the other end of the phone, Huo Feng suddenly realized that he had not yet thought about what he would say if Zuo answered the phone again.

Huo Feng sighed helplessly. When did he become a person who had to think about a word for a long time?

"Hey." A beautiful voice came from the other end of the phone.

Huo Feng still didn't think about how to say the first sentence.

"Hello?" Another pleasant inquiry came from the other end of the phone.

Huo Feng knew that if he didn't speak again, Zuo Zai should have hung up the phone.

"Hello Chopin." Huo Feng originally wanted to say that he had seen Chopin again, but he unknowingly followed Zuo Zai's Hello and said hello Chopin.

Zuo hesitated for a moment: "Is this your Hong Kong number?"

"Yes." Huo Feng was still wondering how he should speak.

"Then I'll save this number later. I'm just wondering who would call me in Hong Kong." Zuo Zai's voice was as warm as a smile.

"Well... I haven't recorded "Happy Birthday Song" for you this year, well... Chopin hasn't recorded it yet." Huo Feng finally thought about what to say, but he didn't organize his own language for a while.

"Did you call me for this matter today? You're busy with yours, it's okay." Zuo Zai didn't think that Huo Feng was taking piano music for her every year, and Zuo Zai didn't think that this was something Huo Feng had to do for her.

"I... want to ask you if you want to listen to the live version this year." Huo Feng's language organization ability began to slowly recover.

"Uh...the live version..." Zuo Zai's tone was a little hesitant.

"I actually have another question to ask you. When I was in Austria, your chairman said something to me. I haven't figured out what it means. I plan to meet and ask you." Huo Feng was worried that Zuo would refuse again, so he added another reason.

What is the name of Cheng Lie? Huo Feng thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know about Cheng Lie's full name. Before, he talked to Cheng Lie to ask if Cheng Lie was Zuo Zailiao's brother. In this situation, he really didn't want to say such words as "Your brother Lie told me" or "Your boyfriend told me".

After thinking about it, the "our chairman" that Zuo Zai once used became Huo Feng's best choice.

Maybe it was because he and Zuo Zai didn't say much in the meeting, so Huo Feng clearly remembered every word Zuo Zai said to him, and even the expression of his speech.

"You are in Hong Kong, are you?" The reason why Zuo Zai hesitated was not the same as what Huo Feng thought in his heart.

"No, I'm in Shanghai." Huo Feng wanted to say that in addition to returning to Hong Kong for meetings from time to time, he had been in Shanghai for several months.

"Shanghai, then when are you planning to live version?" Zuo Zai continued to ask Huo Feng.

"Tomorrow, on your birthday." Huo Feng's mood began to become clear when he heard the question Zuo Zai asked.

"Well...but I'm not in Shanghai." Zuo Zai felt that there was a problem with time.
Chapter completed!