Huo Yannian went downstairs and called Mo Sen: "Go prepare a set of tables and chairs and put them in the study."
After two seconds of silence, Huo Yannian added: "White, European style."
"Okay, Master."
After explaining this, Huo Yannian returned to the study room. Yu Shengxia just put down his book and stretched out. He looked a little ugly. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of Huo Yannian standing at the door and looking at him. He took back his hand in embarrassment. .
Although she had also had uglier postures in front of him, but now being looked at by him like this, Yu Shengxia still felt a little blushing, pursed her lips, and had nothing to say: "You... are you doing work? Then I will go back to the room. ,Do not bother you."
"No, you're right here."
"Um?"
Huo Yannian didn't like people around him when he was working, even if he was working quietly. Yu Shengxia knew this, so it was a bit surprising to hear him say this now, but looking at Huo Yannian's appearance, it didn't seem to be the case. Don't care she's here.
The girl Shengxia continued to read on the sofa, and Huo Yannian also sat on the leather chair and read the documents. After a long time, Yu Shengxia's cell phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was an advertising text message. After deleting it, Yu Shengxia thought about it. Thinking, she turned off her phone to silent, she didn't want anyone to disturb their peace now.
The study became quiet for a while, with only the sounds of Huo Yannian typing on the keyboard and Yu Shengxia turning the pages of books from time to time. The atmosphere was warm and peaceful.
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On the other side of the city, there is a hustle and bustle that is completely different from the warmth and tranquility here.
The harsh music, the writhing crowd, and the dim lights outlined a luxurious nightclub life. Ai Jiujiu sat at the bar, his cheeks flushed, and he shouted: "Brother, have another bottle."
The young man in uniform looked at her and advised her kindly: "Miss, you have already drank a lot, don't drink anymore."
Ai Jiu was drunk and his eyes were blurred: "You care about me, whether you make money or not, was your head kicked by a donkey or pinched by the door?"
The waiter was so sarcastic by her that he stopped talking. He just reminded her kindly that it would be fine if he didn't appreciate it.
Ai Jiujiu took the wine and took another big sip. He choked in his throat and tears were about to come out, but he was cursing in his mouth: "Mo Yixiao, you bastard, I wish you a happy wedding and no more children."
"Miss, may I buy you a drink?"
A well-dressed man who looked like a regular at the nightclub came over and sat down next to Ai Jiujiu. He held a glass of wine in his hand and his eyes wandered around Ai Jiujiu's waist.
He has been staring at this woman for a long time. Although she is not stunning in appearance and has an average figure, for a love-hungry person like him, he can tell at a glance that she is still a flower.
"Get the fuck out of here."
The man was about to say something more when he suddenly heard Ai Jiujiu say this. The man's face looked a little ugly, but he soon regained his composure. Nightclubs have their own unspoken rules, so the man stopped stalking him. After getting off his seat and leaving, he inadvertently swiped his hand towards the wine glass in front of Ai Jiujiu. A small white pill fell into the orange liquid between his fingers and dissipated immediately.
A flash of pride flashed in the man's eyes, and he wanted to see how long she could hold on.
Ai Jiujiu didn't see this scene, and the writhing crowd didn't see it, but the bartender did, but he wouldn't say it. This kind of thing is not uncommon here.