C9

There was a person sitting in front of a large rectangular dining table. On the table, there were all kinds of delicious foods. Furthermore, the plates and cups were arranged in a row. It was not a simple luxury. He knew that he was the only one eating, yet he prepared so lavishly? But Huo Lianqing was not interested in these dishes. What she was interested in was whether Bowen would come back tonight. This wasn't the only place where he lived, and she wasn't the only mistress.

After eating dinner, Huo Lianqing sat in the living room downstairs, waiting for An Bowen to show up. When the servants had gone to bed, Huo Lianqing could not hold on any longer and returned to her room to sleep. When he woke up the next morning, Huo Rulie looked to her left and right. She thought that he would come back drunk and then sleep on her bed. Or he could come back in the middle of the night and take advantage of the fact that he was still dreaming …

However, her eyes told her that the current situation was not as it seemed. She simply washed up and then ran downstairs. Madam Wang's daughter was helping her mother clean the hall. Huo Lianqing glanced at the sofa, but didn't see any trace of Ambrose. She felt a bit disappointed.

"Sir didn't come back last night." Madam Wang looked at Huo Lianqing as she spoke indifferently. Her daughter, with her clear eyes shining with the morning light, was looking at Huo Lianqing. Huo Lianqing nodded and smiled at her. She was the only living person in this mansion.

Ambowen was wearing a light colored sports shirt and a pair of sunglasses. He brandished a baseball bat in his hand and was engaged in a battle with Zhou Chengchi.

"What happened to you today? It seems to be absent-minded! " After defeating Ambrose twice, Zhou Junchi was both proud and astonished. Normally, he wouldn't lose to him at all. Today, Obo Wen had been feeling a bit bored. He seemed to be thinking about something, which was why he had been lucky enough to win a few rounds.

"Cut the crap!" I will defeat you just the same! " An Bowen slightly frowned, his black eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses.

"So angry!" You're still saying that everything is fine? I heard you fired that Lin Yi Yi? " Zhou Chengchi was as carefree as ever, and his words were casual.

"Who do you think is talking nonsense?" He hated to be talked about behind his back the most, even though he was an influential figure.

"Don't you forget who you are?" Zhou threw the ball into the hole.

"How was the woman at the banquet? Any new developments? Did you run into a rock? " Zhou Chengchi maliciously patted Amber on the shoulder. Director Li beside him still wanted to hear what they had to say, so the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

"Scram!" An Bowen felt a sudden loss of interest. He turned around and sat under the umbrella to rest, a trace of irritation on his cold face.

Zhou Junchi tactfully didn't follow them over. He only stood there with a frown as he looked at An Bowen. They had known each other for so many years, yet he had never seen him fretting over the matters of a woman.

The lights in the bar were dim and ambiguous. Ambowen sat in the corner, her black eyes darting over the people who came and went, as if she were a beast looking for prey. A few charming women walked over to talk to them. Seeing them, Umbo narrowed his eyes and looked at them with a smile that was not a smile.

"I'm just here to get drunk!" Simply put, yes, he just needed the environment right now. He didn't need them. Oblivious, he continued to sit down and prepared to pester him, but he felt disgusted. The barmaid was like this, she would always come and pester him whenever she saw a man.

"If you still don't leave, I will make you disappear forever!" The woman froze for a moment, then stood up and walked away with a twist of her waist. The corner of his mouth curved into a beautiful curve. He finished the wine in one gulp, placed a few notes on the table, then stood up and left.

The night wind outside was somewhat bone-chilling. His body, which had been warmed by alcohol, suddenly met with cold air. His entire body shivered. He buttoned his suit jacket and walked to his car, not using the driver, but driving by himself. It was already late at night and the early morning was just a few minutes away. He actually felt like he was homeless and was walking aimlessly around the city.

The night outside the window was getting darker and more charming. The tall buildings on both sides of the street were brightly lit. Opening the car window, a strong gust of wind blew in, messing up his hair and causing his body to feel as if it had been thoroughly baptized. The slight intoxication from the alcohol had been swept away. He looked at his watch, then suddenly turned around and headed in the direction of the villa.

His suburban villa looked even more enchanting in the darkness of the night. It was surrounded by emerald green light, shining down from a green pond. The moonlight that sprinkled onto the surface of the lake seemed to be coated with a layer of silver. An Bowen directly went up to the second floor and gently pushed open the door. The room was still lit by a faint yellow floor lamp, causing the room to look as if it was shrouded in mist.

The person on the bed was curled up in the quilt, like a baby, her pink face covered with a faint glow of light. Her sleeping appearance was very quiet, not as domineering or as cold as when she was awake.

A cool breeze stirred the gauze, and the person on the bed shrank back. Ambovin went to close the window and pulled up her quilt. In her dream, she seemed to feel that she had become much warmer. The corners of her mouth slowly formed a smile.

He sat down on the edge of her bed and watched her sleep in a daze. He sat beside her for a long time before he left. The next day, when Huo Rulie woke up, she felt sore all over and her head hurt. She remembered that she had left the window open when she went to bed last night. It was probably because she had caught a cold at night.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he found that the floor lamp that had been turned on while sleeping had been turned off, and the window had been closed. After hesitating for a while, a servant probably came in the middle of the night to help her up. In short, he felt uncomfortable all over, so he should have had a bowl of ginger soup instead. He went downstairs and looked around, but still there was no sign of his return. He asked his wife downstairs if she had come back, and also said that she had not.

Huo Lianqing frowned slightly. She didn't want to eat so she just drank some porridge and went upstairs. It was unknown when Aunt Wang had caught up with him, but when Huo Lianqing looked at her expressionless face, she felt her head ache even more.

"Is there something wrong with Miss Huo?" There was a hint of concern in his voice. Now, he seemed to have a little bit of an expression on his face, but it was still stiff.

"Yes, it was windy last night and I caught a cold." Huo Lianqing pressed her temples and said.

"I'll get them to boil some ginger soup for you." After saying that, she turned and walked out of the room.

"Aunt Wang, thank you for closing my window last night."

Aunt Wang turned her head and looked at her in surprise.

"I didn't come in last night. You closed the door yourself, right?" Huo Rulie paused for a moment before she smiled.

"Maybe." It wasn't her, could it be that this place …

Huo Lianqing quickly dismissed the strange thoughts in her mind and got into bed, intending to have a good night's sleep. For the past few days, Ann Bowen did not appear. Huo Lianqing even suspected that something had happened to him. Otherwise, why would he just sit here and let him do nothing?

Normally, when a man finds a new mistress, he would be itching to get her. Why is he leaving me here? Without his harassment, he was happy to be at peace. Living in this mansion for a few days was very comfortable, and being served by others wasn't bad. When there was nothing to do, she would go down to the pool to swim, while Aunt Wang's daughter would stand far away and watch her.

Because she was trapped in this mansion, Huo Lianqing was extremely interested in her daughter. She had an intuition that there was something similar about this girl. Or perhaps it could be said that she could see her old self in her body. Her black and white eyes were always sparkling.

Huo Lianqing waved for her to come over and sat on the edge of the pool with a towel draped over her shoulders. The scorching sun made Huo Lianqing's skin slightly turn red, making her appear shiny and shiny.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Can you swim? " Huo Lian asked with a smile.

"We don't have girls who swim in the river. If someone saw us, they would start gossiping." Huo Lianqing realized that there was a trace of ridicule in her words. She shrugged and gave her a helpless smile.

"There's no helping it, this is my job. "How old are you?" Huo Lianqing wanted to change the topic. After all, it wasn't easy to find someone to talk to in such a big house. She wasn't willing to give up such an opportunity to talk to her.

"Nineteen." Aunt Wang's daughter had no intention of staying any longer. With that, she turned around and left. Huo Lianqing chuckled lightly and went back into the water.