Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 202 The Difficult Huo Yunting

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If Huo Yunting knew how to restrain himself, he wouldn't be Huo Yunting.

After it was over, Xie Qing was carried back to the villa.

The carefully prepared snacks and fruits from the kitchen lay quietly on the dining table, the exquisite porcelain plates reflecting the soft light, waiting for the host to enjoy them.

Huo Yunting carried Xie Qing to the bathroom for a quick shower. When they arrived at the dining room, Xie Qing had already changed into comfortable pajamas, her hair still damp from the shower.

An hour ago he had no appetite, but after that exhilarating physical "exercise" in the hot spring, his stomach was already rumbling with hunger.

Xie Qing sat in Huo Yunting's lap, eating the pastries on the plate, occasionally stuffing a piece into the mouth of the person behind her.

Just as I finished my snack and was about to take my medicine, my phone, which was on the dining table, suddenly started vibrating wildly.

Xie Qing opened her phone and found that the messages in the "Super Invincible Thunderbolt Handsome" group had reached ninety-nine pluses—Huo Yunting had added people to the group on the night of Xie Qing's birthday celebration on the cruise ship.

The incredibly handsome Qi Xian: [@Huo Yunting @Xie Qing, have you two arrived yet?]

Have you arrived yet?

Have you arrived yet?

【…】

He sends a "Has it arrived?" message every few minutes; he's just incredibly bored.

Xie Qing tapped the screen lightly: 【We've arrived. At the hotel.】

The message had barely been sent when Qi Xian replied instantly: 【That's great! Let's go clubbing! Si Yun and I are at a bar near the hotel.】

It was followed by a suggestive emoji.

Xie Qing looked down at his sore legs—he could barely walk, let alone go clubbing; he might accidentally fall to his knees.

Si Yun then chimed in: "Xie Qing, come play ball with me. Qi Xian's skills are terrible."

Huo Yunting grabbed the phone directly: "We need to rest, we're not coming."

Si Yun immediately sent three shocked emojis: 【No way, Yun Ting?! It's only a little past ten o'clock, do you old people have such a sleep schedule?!】

Huo Yunting narrowed his eyes, his finger slamming into the screen: [None of your business, I'm not coming.]

The words exude an undeniable and assertive power.

After a few seconds of silence, Si Yun replied dejectedly: "Fine, fine, I guess I won't come."

Huo Yunting decisively silenced his phone and tossed it onto the table, then pulled Xie Qing closer to him. "Ignore them, let them play by themselves."

*

Neon lights swirled in the dimly lit bar, refracting the amber-colored liquor into a mesmerizing halo.

At the bar, two men with refined manners formed a striking scene, attracting occasional prying glances from those around them.

Si Yun leaned lazily against the bar, her slender fingers tapping the side of her glass absentmindedly.

Beside him, Qi Xian stared intently at his phone screen, his long, slender fingers lightly tapping the screen.

"Those two said they're not coming."

Si Yun swirled the whiskey in her hand, the ice cubes clinking against the glass. "Who are you still texting?"

Qi Xian turned off the screen, picked up his wine glass and took a sip, "Brother Ruizhe, I guess."

“I just asked him where he is, send me your location so I can check.”

Si Yun looked at Qi Xian with an indescribable strange expression, clicked her tongue, and said, "Qi Xian, what's wrong with you that Bai Ruizhe sends you his location every few hours?"

He rubbed his arms exaggeratedly, "It's so damn cloying, don't you think so?"

Qi Xian glanced at him, casually swirling his wine glass. "Isn't this a normal thing? What's so cheesy about it?"

"Normal my foot!"

Si Yun flicked out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. As he bent down to light it, the flame reflected a devilishly handsome face. "What kind of good brother asks the other to send his location every day? I really can't find another one like you."

He exhaled a smoke ring, a puzzled look on his face amidst the swirling smoke. "But Rui Ze is something else, agreeing to such an outrageous request."

"Between us..."

Qi Xian was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I know, I know..."

Si Yun covered her ears and interrupted with a look of disgust, "You two grew up together since you were little, so your relationship is naturally deeper than that of ordinary brothers. I've heard this more than eight hundred times, and my ears are calloused."

Qi Xian ignored his teasing, lazily got up and walked out, his back view both dashing and irritating. "Brother Ruizhe is almost here. I'm going to pick him up. You can drink slowly by yourself."

Si Yun took a deep drag on his cigarette, squinting as he watched Qi Xian's departing figure—he remembered that among the four of them, only Huo Yunting had a girlfriend, right?

Why does this atmosphere make him seem like the only one all alone?

Is this normal?!

*

The next morning, the group finally gathered together during breakfast time, discussing what to do later while eating.

Qi Xian suggested enthusiastically, "There's a nice horse farm over here, how about we go horseback riding later?"

Huo Yunting glanced at Xie Qing, who was drinking milk beside him, and coughed awkwardly, "I'm not going."

Last night's activities went too far; given Qingqing's current physical condition, she probably shouldn't be able to ride a horse.

Si Yun thought for a moment, "Then let's go skiing? There's a ski resort on the back mountain."

"Too dangerous."

Huo Yunting rejected the idea without even thinking about it—Qingqing still had an old injury on her left leg, what if it flared up while she was playing?

He frowned. "No, let's try another one."

Qi Xian and Si Yun then proposed several more projects: climbing snow-capped mountains, mountain biking, and precision skydiving... Each one was rejected by Huo Yunting for various reasons.

Si Yun sighed deeply, realizing for the first time how difficult Huo Yunting was to please.

With her fingers interlaced against her forehead, she was so angry she was practically gnawing on the corner of the table. "Yun Ting, what kind of person do you want?!"

Huo Yunting slowly spread honey on Xie Qing's toast, saying without looking up, "It's best to have something safe that doesn't require strenuous exercise."

He paused, then added, "It would be best if you could sit still."

"..."

Qi Xian and Si Yun exchanged a glance and rolled their eyes at the same time—if you're out having fun and not looking for some excitement, you might as well stay home and lie down!

Bai Ruizhe, who had been quietly drinking his coffee, suddenly put down his cup and said, "Then let's go fishing."

As a seasoned fishing enthusiast, he calmly listed the advantages: "It has a high safety factor, does not require strenuous exercise, and allows you to sit still."

"There is a natural lake right behind the hotel, with absolutely stunning scenery."

Huo Yunting's eyes lit up. "That's a good suggestion."

He turned to Xie Qing and asked, "What do you think, Qingqing?"

"I can do it."

So, after breakfast, the group drove to the lake in the back mountains.

The staff had already prepared a full set of fishing equipment, and the gleaming fishing rods shone with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

As Si Yun baited her hook, she cursed under her breath, "Damn it, I must have had nothing better to do than come all this way to fish..."

He casually cast his fishing rod into the lake, not caring whether he caught anything or not, then lay down on a chair, pulled his expensive fisherman's hat over his face, and fell asleep.