Volume 1, Chapter 33: A Woman Who Looks So Much Like Tang Ruan

It was even captured by busybodies and posted online. Now, not only do the people at the Tang Corporation watch him as a joke, but the internet is also filled with mockery directed at him.

They mock how, back when Tang Ruan’s heart and eyes were entirely focused on him, he remained indifferent, and now he deserves to be a groveling sycophant, only to be ignored and humiliated in return.

Seeing that Huo Yanchuan was interested, the man opposite him immediately straightened his posture.

"Young Master Huo, I may not be able to guarantee anything else, but when it comes to capturing a girl's heart, if I claim second place, no one dares to claim first!"

Huo Yanchuan set down his wine glass, leaned back, and said with interest, "Let's hear it."

"Young Master Huo, based on my observations, Miss Tang responds to soft tactics rather than hard ones. If you want to break the ice, you should show some vulnerability."

"Vulnerability?"

Isn't everything he is doing now considered showing vulnerability?

As if guessing Huo Yanchuan’s thoughts, the man spoke slowly, "Young Master Huo, your current behavior doesn't count as vulnerability; at most, it’s just pursuit. Showing vulnerability is..."

After listening, Huo Yanchuan said quietly, "Are you sure it works?"

The man nodded emphatically, "Of course!"

This method of his had been tried by many, and it worked every single time.

"Hmm. If it works, I won't treat you poorly."

The man's eyes lit up instantly.

"Thank you, Young Master Huo! I wish you success in winning back your lady love!"

The others chimed in with flattery, taking turns to toast Huo Yanchuan. Even Huo Yanchuan, who boasted of a high tolerance for alcohol, became somewhat tipsy.

He forced himself to stay focused and instructed Li Yong, "Call Tang Ruan and tell her I'm drunk."

Once Tang Ruan came to pick him up, he would find the right opportunity to show vulnerability and express his feelings—how could he fail to win her over?

"You got it, Young Master Huo!" Li Yong responded with a grin and took out his phone to call Tang Ruan.

It took a long time for her to answer.

"Hello?" A pleasant, feminine voice, thick with hoarse fatigue, sounded as if she had just been roused from sleep.

"Miss Tang, it's me, Li Yong," he introduced himself.

Tang Ruan, on the other end, paused, searching her memory.

No such person.

She rubbed her temples, annoyed that she hadn't set her phone to silent before sleeping, and asked, "Is something the matter?"

Li Yong, assuming Tang Ruan remembered him, quickly said, "Miss Tang, Young Master Huo is drunk at Night Club. Could you come pick him up?"

Tang Ruan’s consciousness was still hazy, and she didn't hear him clearly.

"Who did you say is at the bar?"

"Young Master Huo."

"Huo Yanchuan?"

Li Yong nodded immediately, "Yes, yes, it's Young Master Huo."

Tang Ruan let out an "oh," and hung up the phone.

She set her phone to silent, buried herself back under the covers, and drifted back into her dream.

Night Club.

For a moment, the entire private room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Li Yong’s smile froze on his lips; he didn't know whether to keep smiling or not.

Huo Yanchuan pressed his hand against his throbbing temple and asked impatiently, "When is she coming?"

If he hadn't been waiting for Tang Ruan, he would have gone back to rest long ago.

Li Yong: "..."

He turned back, gathered his courage, and said, "Young Master Huo, Miss Tang hung up the phone..."

"Hung up?"

Li Yong’s heart trembled, but he braced himself and nodded, "Yes."

Silence rippled through the room.

After a long while, a soft chuckle broke the air.

Huo Yanchuan’s eyes were as dark as ink, and his lips curved into a cold, thin line, "Very good."

Tang Ruan, very good indeed!

It was the first time Li Yong had seen Huo Yanchuan like this.

Exchanging a glance with the man who had given the advice, he stepped forward to support Huo Yanchuan, "Young Master Huo, we’ve already booked a room. Let us take you to rest."

"Yes, Young Master Huo, we can talk about everything tomorrow after you've slept."

Huo Yanchuan allowed the two to support him and lead him to a room upstairs.

After settling Huo Yanchuan in, Li Yong said cautiously, "Young Master Huo, you get some rest; we'll leave now."

The two retreated from the room, closing the door softly behind them.

The room fell silent.

Huo Yanchuan tore off his tie and tossed it aside.

Just then, the sound of trickling water came from the direction of the bathroom.

He turned his head to look; the bathroom light had turned on at some point, and a graceful silhouette was cast onto the frosted glass.

As his drunkenness receded slightly, he narrowed his eyes at the figure and asked in a stern voice, "Who is it?"

The water stopped.

The person inside also stopped moving.

After a while, footsteps sounded, and the figure began to move.

Huo Yanchuan looked toward the bathroom door.

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