In his haste, Luo Beishi almost actually did as Tongtong said. Was he, a billionaire with a net worth of hundreds of billions, really the kind of person to act so ridiculously?
no!
So he calmly and openly picked up a piece, elegantly put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then slowly swallowed it.
At this moment, Huo Cixiao had already walked up to him. He looked up at Huo Cixiao and calmly said, "Nothing much, just about to watch TV." He tried to confuse the situation, deceive everyone, and get away with it, like the blind man in the dark.
Huo Cixiao slowly frowned. "You already ate three packets yesterday, and you're feeling hot and bothered. Didn't you have a sore throat when you woke up today?"
Luo Beishi's eyes flickered with emotion. "How did you know?"
As Huo Cixiao answered him, he confiscated the red-wrapped potato chips from his hand. "When you got up this morning, you drank three glasses of water, and your voice was a little hoarse."
Luo Beishi: " Tongtong crap, is the boss a freak? He remembers exactly how much water I drank."
System: "I remember it clearly too; after all, it was three cups of water."
Having already anticipated this outcome, Luo Beishi wasn't particularly disappointed. He changed the subject, saying, "Wouldn't it be bad if we didn't have New Year's Eve dinner with Grandpa tonight?"
Huo Cixiao placed the potato chips in Uncle Chen's hands, telling him to take them and do with them. He then pulled Luo Beishi up, saying, "Go again tomorrow; you can still get New Year's money then."
Upon hearing about New Year's money, Luo Beishi couldn't help but smile. He followed Huo Cixiao back to the kitchen, asking, "What about the others in the villa? How are they celebrating the New Year?"
"They get triple pay, no need to worry. Let's make dumplings together now." He had originally wanted his wife to rest, but he felt that making dumplings would be good for their relationship, so he dragged her back.
Luo Beishi basking in the joy of receiving her New Year's money, smiling broadly as she said, "Okay, let's make dumplings."
They didn't order much for just the two of them, enough for two or three meals at most, just something new to try.
Night fell, the city was silent, and the snowy night emitted a dim blue light that spilled into every corner of the villa.
Huo Cixiao led him to the mysterious and spacious rooftop. People usually come up here to clear the snow, but since it was night, they hadn't had time to clear it yet, and there was still some snow on it.
"Honey, what do you want to play?" Before he could finish speaking, Luo Beishi noticed a very conspicuous pile of "equipment" on the ground. His eyes widened in surprise. "When did you prepare this?"
Huo Cixiao bent down and unpacked the items. "A few days ago, I thought, maybe we can try it together."
Luo Beishi was overjoyed. He took the sparklers Huo Cixiao handed him; there were other kinds in the bag as well.
He had never played this game before; he could only watch other children play from afar. Luo Ming didn't care about him at all, so how could he have noticed these things?
Wearing a camel-colored wool coat over a black turtleneck sweater, Huo Cixiao took out a silver metallic lighter from his pocket and lit it for him.
Luo Beishi was somewhat stunned. The moment the firelight lit up, it cast a striking contrast between the light and shadow on Huo Cixiao's deep and handsome face, making him a truly charismatic and handsome man.
Huo Cixiao laughed and said, "Won't you give it a try? I'll take a picture of you."
He called over his entourage member A Quan, who was in charge of lighting the fire, while he took out his phone to take beautiful photos of his wife.
Luo Beishi wearing the same blue baseball jersey with white sleeves she wore this morning. Since she's been indoors and it's not cold, she's only wearing a beige scarf and a sweater underneath. She doesn't look bulky at all. She's wearing black pants and white Tuzi -themed slippers.
Luo Beishi hadn't had enough of the handsome man when he was interrupted. The handsome man waved his sparkler very gently, producing a beautiful but fleeting burst of sparks.
Only when Huo Cixiao took out his phone to take a picture of him did he look at the camera and give a smile.
System: "Host, are you laughing like a fool? The fire in your hand is all burned."
Luo Beishi realized he had been daydreaming again, but quickly snapped back to reality. He took several more cigarettes and lit them together, then awkwardly twirled them around a few times. He'd never done it before, but of course he found it fun, and besides, it was all about having a festive atmosphere.
"You play too!" Luo Beishi forcefully handed him two sticks.
Huo Cixiao was quick; he had already taken numerous photos. A satisfied smile played on his lips as he put his phone back in his pocket and said, "Here you go."
Many people are curious about how Huo Cixiao and Chairman Huo will spend the New Year after Huo Cixiao and Luo Beishi got together this year.
However, their curiosity actually led to a result.
On the morning of Lunar New Year's Eve, Huo Cixiao posted a photo of a pair of adorable feet wearing Tuzi slippers, with the caption. "Sweetie, so cute."
At noon, he posted another profile picture of Luo Beishi sitting on the sofa quietly watching TV, with the caption. "Entangled in TV."
In the evening, there was a photo of a pair of hands, white as jade, wrapping dumplings, captioned. "It must taste delicious."
Today, Huo Cixiao was determined not to let these sycophants get away with it. Around 9 p. m., Huo Cixiao posted another photo of Luo Beishi holding sparklers and smiling brightly.
Huo Cixiao posted only four updates on WeChat Moments throughout the entire day!
They simply couldn't keep up with the speed at which Huo Cixiao posted on his WeChat Moments. The industry competition was fierce; they were all vying for attention, and when they posted comments, it was as if they were composing poetry. After repeated deliberation and multiple screenings, they would strive for perfection before coming up with a sentence of no more than 15 characters, avoiding too much text or complexity that would make Chairman Huo's eyes dizzy.
They felt that today was another day of hard work.
Finally, at midnight, Luo Beishi received Huo Cixiao's gift.
He eagerly opened the lid of a large, square gift box, and there stood an adorable little Samoyed dressed in a red dog outfit. It was panting, its head tilted, showing no fear of its surroundings, its tiny tail wagging happily.
At first Luo Beishi thought he was seeing things, but then he felt happy and joyful. He had always wanted to have a dog of his own, a fluffy one that was so cute!
"Honey, don't you dislike seeing cute things like this?" Luo Beishi's face flushed and her heart raced with excitement, her voice almost incoherent.
"If you like it, then you can," Huo Cixiao said gently, reaching out to pinch the puppy's scruff of the neck before lifting it and placing it in Luo Beishi's arms.
Luo Beishi carefully took the puppy. It was very light. He held it in his arms with one hand and gently stroked its head with the other. "Your fur is so soft and fluffy."
The puppy cooperated well, even seeming to enjoy it. It nuzzled Luo Beishi's palm, making his hand ticklish, and he couldn't help but laugh.
The puppy would occasionally make puppy-like noises.