Huo Yao nodded, glanced at his suitcase, "Is everything packed?"
Zhuo Yun hummed, "It's almost there, the plane ticket at six o'clock in the evening." After a pause, he pointed to the living room, "Brother Yu is still upstairs, sit down for a while, and I'll pour you a glass of water."
Huo Yao went to the sofa and sat down. There was still a laptop on the coffee table. The computer was turned on, and several video windows were displayed on the screen.
It should be the surveillance screen somewhere.
After only a glance, she withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, and didn't look any further.
Not a minute later, Zhuo Yun came over with a cup of warm water. He looked at the computer on the coffee table. After putting down the water cup, he turned the computer around so that the screen was no longer facing Huo Yao.
Yang Yi took out his packed luggage from the room, walked over and saw Huo Yao sitting on the sofa.
He nodded politely to her, then pushed the communicator worn by his ear, said something in a low voice, sat down at the other end of the sofa, picked up the computer on the coffee table, and knocked it on his knees.
"He never talks much, Miss Huo, you don't need to talk to him." Seeing this, Zhuo Yun said something special.
"En." Huo Yao didn't take it seriously, she took a sip from the water glass.
But Yang Yi just mentioned painting
Her dad seems to have gone to the ancient painting and calligraphy exhibition that Min Yu mentioned some time ago. I heard that the exhibition has already been held for a round. It is because the radio station is going to record the collection, and her dad was selected as a lucky audience, so early in the morning. He went to the art exhibition again.
At this time, Min Yu came down from the stairs, with a delicate face, and a black overcoat that set off his incomparable coldness. He also held a thick envelope in his hand.
After approaching, he sat down directly beside Huo Yao, and then handed her the envelope in his hand, "The old man gave it to you."
Huo Yao didn't take the envelope at the first time, but just tilted his head, looked at Min Yu, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is this a red envelope?"
"You'll know if you don't see it." Min Yu's voice was clear.
Huo Yao clasped her knees with her fingers. After all, the poor ghost couldn't resist the temptation. She reached out and took the envelope in her hand. It was thick and heavy. She opened the seal and looked at it, her eyes sparkling instantly, "The old man is too polite."
Min Yu didn't miss someone's expression, coughed, and said, "New Year's red envelope."
Huo Yao took out a small box from the sleeve of his clothes, "You can take this incense home and give it to the old man as a New Year's gift."
Min Yu raised his eyebrows and took it, "I don't have it?"
Huo Yao glanced at him.
Don't spend money on New Year's gifts
She put the envelope in her pocket.
"When will you come up after the Chinese New Year?" Huo Yao asked.
Min Yu thought for a while and replied, "After the sixth day."
Huo Yao nodded, then raised his hand to check the time, and it was not too early, then he stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Best trip, by the way, I wish you a happy new year in advance."
"Okay, you too." Min Yu followed and stood up.
"I won't bother you, let's go." Huo Yao said lightly with his hands in his pockets.
When she first received the WeChat message, Min Yu asked her to go downstairs for a while, saying that she had something for her, but she was not busy at all, so she came over directly.
"I'll take you out." Min Yu said.
Huo Yao wanted to say no, but after glancing at him, he didn't refuse and walked out.
The two of them had just walked two steps. Yang Yi, who was holding the computer and didn't pay much attention to Huo Yao and Min Yu's conversation, suddenly darkened and said a little loudly, "Someone is destroying the surveillance in the exhibition hall."
Still writing...
(end of this chapter)