Billionaire's Adorable Sweet Wife

Chapter 866: Second Brother Huo Still Calls Me President Bao?

Huo Corporation Trading Company.Huo Shaoting is in charge of finance.

At six in the evening, he finished accounting and was about to get off work.

The secretary knocked on the door and entered, smiling: "Second Young Master, a Mr. Bao is visiting you! He appears to be very distinguished, so I accepted on your behalf."

Huo Shaoting was initially taken aback.

Upon careful thought, he guessed: it was likely Bao Jingyan.

Bao Jingyan’s business is large, backed by the Sun Family, so naturally, Huo Shaoting couldn’t neglect him.

He immediately invited him in.

Two minutes later, Bao Jingyan entered, mingling with this genteel Second Young Master Huo.

After chatting for about half an hour, Second Young Master Huo was quite impressed by President Bao!

President Bao’s business acumen was brilliant, and he benefitted greatly.

At this moment, Bao Jingyan suggested they go out and unwind together.

This form of unwinding... every man understands!

Huo Shaoting wasn’t particularly complex-minded; how could he resist Bao Jingyan’s enthusiasm? Besides, he wanted to continue seeking advice from this President Bao.

Thus, the two went to LAN Gui Street.

Two outstanding men sitting in a bar naturally attracted attention, those gold-digging women threw themselves over, wanting to hook quality men.

Huo Shaoting rarely frequented such places, feeling quite restrained.

Those women who attached themselves to him were like enchantresses... Though he didn’t do much with Chen Xishan, he maintained a clean image outside.

Bao Jingyan chuckled, arranging for no one to come near them.

Only then did Second Young Master Huo relax slightly.

He apologized with a smile: "President Bao, sorry for making a fool of myself."

Bao Jingyan didn’t mind; he called over a waiter to order drinks, with a charming demeanor.

Huo Shaoting thought: this President Bao is probably a regular here.

Soon, the waiter brought drinks and some snacks.

Bao Jingyan poured two glasses.

Huo Shaoting didn’t object either; his romantic life was unsatisfactory, and he wanted to vent.

Two cups of the yellow brew down, yet the inner resentment couldn’t be dissipated.

Just then, a soft song rang out from the stage—

[Tonight the wind sings...]

[It turns out to be the night-blooming cereus...]

[You say you want to leave...]

[It’s all the night-blooming cereus...]

...

This song!

All the blood in Huo Shaoting’s body congealed at once, his eyes glued to the woman on stage.

It’s her! Yan Jing!

Huo Shaoting stared greedily at the woman on stage, his gaze dazed yet filled with pain.

Over ten years, he never thought he’d see her again.

Bao Jingyan feigned ignorance.

He asked: "Does Second Young Master know her?"

He deliberately added: "Though she’s a bit older, she’s quite nice looking. Heard she’s become the leading singer here just a month after arriving."

Huo Shaoting lost his composure.

He growled: "Don’t talk about her like that."

Bao Jingyan promptly apologized, politely saying: "Judging by Second Young Master’s demeanor, this must be an old acquaintance! I was presumptuous."

Some reason returned to Huo Shaoting.

He restrained himself, saying: "President Bao doesn’t know my past affairs, I don’t blame you."

He picked up a glass and drank it down.

Bao Jingyan poured him another, warmly said: "Why so formal, calling me President Bao?"

Huo Shaoting felt as if meeting a kindred spirit.

He gripped Bao Jingyan’s hand, whispering: "Jingyan."

Bao Jingyan asked for the story.

Huo Shaoting recounted softly, similar to what Bao Jingyan had investigated, except that Huo Shaoting didn’t know the tragedy between him and Miss Yan was orchestrated by his wife.

Bao Jingyan chose not to reveal it.

Instead, he encouraged Huo Shaoting to drink more—

Only when drunk does one muster the courage!

Huo Shaoting drank several more glasses, already slightly intoxicated.

He leaned against the chair back, hopelessly gazing at the gentle woman on stage, murmuring: "How I wish to talk to her, ask if she’s doing well, but I don’t have the courage!"