jdhmnovel Chapter 187 So it turns out you were worried about me~
Chapter 187 So it turns out you were worried about me~
Huo Yunting's height was truly striking. His tall stature of 1.94 meters cut an invisible line in the crowd, like a solitary peak rising abruptly from a snowfield, making the surrounding guests pale in comparison.
His tall stature made the impeccably tailored black suit look incredibly powerful, and he also had a face that seemed to have been carefully sculpted by God, making him a head-turner from the moment he appeared.
The noise in the billiard hall subsided strangely the moment he stepped in, and countless scrutinizing and peeking eyes were hidden in the shadows. The sudden gasp he let out was swallowed in a panic before it even landed.
Xie Qing was lifted up by the frenzied crowd, like a light boat floating on boiling waves.
Across several dark green pool tables and a sea of heads, he met Huo Yunting's gaze—the other man's thin lips were tightly pressed together, his face was ashen, and his aura was like a Siberian cold front passing through.
The alarm bells in Xie Qing's mind were ringing, and the emergency plan for coaxing people was automatically playing in his head—first apologize, then apologize again, and finally apologize again and again, promising that he would never dare to do it again.
A furious voice suddenly exploded in my mind, "What the hell did you do wrong? Why are you apologizing?"
The little devil with horns kicked over the "Huo Yunting's Smoothing Technique" in Xie Qing's mind and yelled, "Playing billiards is illegal? Laughing twice will get you sentenced?"
The little angel, with tears still on her face, peeked out timidly, "But Tingting looks really angry. We should apologize and coax him."
"I won't apologize, I won't!!!"
The little angel sobbed, "Xie Qing, you know, Tingting lost his mother when he was little..."
The little devil went berserk and tugged at the little angel's wings, yelling, "Aaaaaah... all you ever say is that!!!"
"..."
Thoughts churned in Xie Qing's mind like a raging storm, but her body reacted first.
Everyone only saw a white blur flash before their eyes. Xie Qingqing, who had just been surrounded by the crowd, jumped down and rushed to Huo Yunting in three steps.
He looked up, and his words seemed to be coated with honey, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming back? I could have come to pick you up."
Huo Yunting's gaze brushed against Xie Qing's smiling eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, but he deliberately looked away, looking awkward as if he wanted to look but was forcing himself not to.
"Pick me up?"
His deep voice carried a hint of grievance and jealousy. He glanced at the lively scene in the pool hall and let out a soft snort, "Qingqing is so 'busy,' how could she have time to pick me up?"
The deliberately emphasized words were ground between his lips and teeth, carrying a hint of resentment, like a child throwing a tantrum because he felt ignored.
Xie Qing took a half step forward, her fingertips gently hooking Huo Yunting's suit sleeve, and coaxed with arched eyebrows, "No matter how busy you are, nothing is more important than you."
"If you had told me in advance that you were coming back tonight, I wouldn't be here; I would be at the airport."
At this point, Xie Qing sighed helplessly, "The key point is that you didn't tell me either."
Upon hearing this, Huo Yunting finally turned around, maintaining his aloof demeanor, but his voice unconsciously softened, "You're usually asleep by this time, and you have to film an early scene the next day..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Qing let out a drawn-out "Oh," his eyes practically overflowing with laughter.
He moved closer like a cat stealing cream, his nose almost touching Huo Yunting's chin, his warm breath deliberately brushing against the other's neck. "So you're worried about me~"
The rising intonation at the end of the sentence was like a small hook, carrying a gleaming sense of pride.
Huo Yunting's ears burned instantly. He turned his head and coughed a few times to cover it up, forcing himself to maintain his cold and stern expression, and questioned, "Didn't Qingqing tell me on the phone last night that she would be going back to Yunlan tonight?"
Xie Qing traced small circles on the other person's sleeve with her fingertips, replying casually, "Oh, this."
She tilted her head slightly, a sly smile playing at the corners of her eyes. "It's just that you weren't here. Being home alone makes me nostalgic, and it's not very interesting, so I didn't go back."
Huo Yunting didn't speak, but stared intently at Xie Qing, his dark eyes churning with a mixture of emotions, like grievance and annoyance.
Xie Qing felt inexplicably guilty under his gaze. She blinked, then a guess suddenly popped into her head. She tentatively asked, "Um... Tingting... you wouldn't... have come from Yunlan, would you?"
Huo Yunting remained silent, but his deep eyes, filled with accusation, had already given the answer—he had guessed correctly; Huo Yunting had indeed come from Yunlan.
Because of what Xie Qing said last night, Huo Yunting naturally assumed that his lover was in Yunlan tonight.
He rushed back as soon as he got off the plane, only to find the house empty.
Huo Yunting frowned and took out his phone, about to check Xie Qing's location, when Si Yun's message popped up first—a video of about one minute.
In the scene, Xie Qing is surrounded by a group of men and women. As he bends down to hit the ball, his shirt outlines his slender waistline.
Some oversized white shirts had a few buttons undone, hanging lazily on the table, exposing large areas of skin below the neck to the crowd, which was even more eye-catching than the white balls on the pool table.
Upon seeing this, Huo Yunting's eyes darkened instantly, and he almost crushed the phone screen in his hand.
Xie Qing met Huo Yunting's resentful gaze, her fingertips sliding up her sleeve to gently hook his fingers, "I didn't know you'd be back tonight, but if I had known, I definitely would have gone back."
"Don't hold a grudge, okay?"
"I'm not holding a grudge."
Huo Yunting responded stiffly, but subconsciously tightened the hand that Xie Qing had hooked around, firmly grasping his fingertips in his palm.
Xie Qing's lips curved slightly, and she smiled with narrowed eyes, "Hmm~ You don't."
She leaned forward, almost touching Huo Yunting, and said, "That's right, our Tingting is the most 'magnanimous,' how could he get angry over such a small thing?"
Huo Yunting glanced down at Xie Qing without saying a word, his gaze lingering for a moment on Xie Qing's slightly open collar before he suddenly raised his hand and meticulously fastened the undone buttons.
Xie Qing was taken aback for a moment, then a knowing smile appeared on her lips. She obediently tilted her head back slightly, letting the other person do as she pleased.
At this moment, the crew members standing not far away were already in an uproar—
"Oh my God!"
One of them excitedly tugged at his companion's sleeve and whispered, "The one talking to Teacher Xie is Huo Yunting, the president of the Huo Group!"
"They seem to have a very special relationship. Are they friends?"
Zhao Lei seemed thoughtful, then said, "Don't you think the atmosphere between them is quite special?"
He paused, as if choosing his words carefully, "More like... lovers."
"what!"
Suddenly remembering something, someone exclaimed, "I remember Teacher Xie had someone who seemed to be married, could it be that..."
Zhao Lei nodded. "Possibly."
Everyone gasped in unison. If this were true, the production team would have really hitched a golden opportunity.