62: Man’s Hand in the Photo

Man’s Hand in the Photo

"Send it or not? *lips emoji* I will make you pay for it if you don't. *smug emoji*"2

She could picture the smug on Huo Jinyao's actual face through the cell phone.

How did he dare to be so absent-minded at that meeting? Wasn't he worried about getting fired?

Su Qingsang was reluctant but still took a photo. Zuo Hongchen looked at her, curious.

"Really? Qingsang, are you one of those people who post a photo of their food before they eat?"

"No."

After taking the photo, Su Qingsang sent it to Huo Jinyao without a second thought.

"Huo Jinyao is on a business trip. He asked me what I had for dinner."

Hearing about Huo Jinyao, Zuo Hongchen's smile disappeared for a couple of seconds.

It was clear that, although Su Qingsang looked reluctant, she was not unhappy at all. He felt a little upset. "Huo Jinyao keeps such a close eye on you. You really must care about him."

Su Qingsang felt a bit embarrassed. "No. He doesn't keep that close an eye on me."

It was true that Huo Jinyao gave her a lot of freedom. He was only clingy when she was at home.

Thinking about Huo Jinyao's intimate gestures and how shameless he was around her, she couldn't help but blush.

Her blush made her look shy, which made Zuo Hongchen even more upset. He didn't want to continue a conversation about her relationship, so he started to talk about something else.

...

That evening Huo Jinyao was in another city.

Huo Jinyao sat at the head of a table, with a group of people sitting around him. He listened to their reports while watching for Su Qingsang's reply.

His henchmen were surprised that Huo Jinyao looked so relaxed. It was a pretty rare sight.

Huo Jinyao always had a long face at every meeting. He also forbade using cell phones at meetings.

Nobody at present dared to remind him. After all, they hadn't seen him look so relaxed in a long time.

Huo Jinyao, however, stopped smiling upon seeing Su Qingsang's photo.

On the table, there were four dishes and a bowl of soup, which looked nice. In the upper right of the photo, though, he could see a hand.

Even though there were only two fingers visible, he could tell that it belonged to a man.

The atmosphere of the meeting changed suddenly. Huo Jinyao squeezed the phone and put it down on the table. He stood up suddenly while the others were still in the midst of a heated debate.

His sudden movement scared everybody, especially his multiple henchmen. They looked at each other and then all turned to Huo Jinyao.

Huo Jinyao took two steps and found that everybody was watching him. He sat down again.

He looked around the room. "Where were we? Go on."

His voice sounded threatening. Those in the room felt as though they were drowning in tension.

Within seconds, the discussion had started up again, but Huo Jinyao didn't feel like listening anymore.

It would take him a couple of days to finish up this job. He tapped his fingers on the table while considering how to get the job done as quickly as possible. He wanted to get back home right away.

His assistant came to him with his cell phone and put it in his hands, respectfully.

"Mr. Huo, it's a call from the other side."

This made Huo Jinyao feel even more out of sorts. Staring at the phone, thinking about who was on the line, for a while. He finally reached out for it.

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