To My Dear Mr. Huo

Noticing Su Qingsang’s expression become colder, Huo Jinyao took her small hands. “Come on, let’s go upstairs and talk.”

Su Qingsang stood still on the stairs and looked at Huo Jinyao, “I think I’d better leave now.”

“Don’t. Honey, you can’t go,” Huo Jinyao said.

Reaching out to Su Qingsang, a rogue smile appeared on Huo Jinyao’s face. “If you leave, where will I find another good wife?”

“Such a glib-tongue. Don’t try to trick me, it’s useless,” Su Qingsang said.

“Honey, come on. I can still be genuine, you know. Why don’t you believe me?” Huo Jinyao complained.

Su Qingsang didn’t look at him. Seeing her standing still, Huo Jinyao quickly took her hands and continued up the stairs. “I live on the third floor. There is an elevator in the corner on the other side, but I like to take the stairs.

“The house has six and a half floors. The living rooms, dining room, kitchen, multi-purpose room, and gym are on the first floor. The second floor is my grandfather’s room and our study rooms.

“I live on the third floor. There are a few other rooms there too. My parents live on the fourth floor. The fifth floor and the sixth floor are almost all guest rooms, which are prepared for my relatives downstairs.”

Holding her hands and taking her upstairs, Huo Jinyao gave her a description of Huo Mansion.

Su Qingsang did not speak, but looked at the delicate carvings on both sides of them as well as the painting hanging on the corner of the stairs.

Everything around me is so luxurious. This is so different from my life.

When they made it to the third floor, Su Qingsang was shocked by the oversized room.

Even though Huo Jinyao had described the house, she was a little surprised.

The spacious room was decorated in European style and seemed to be as large as half of her apartment.

There was a carved, large bed, Italian handmade furniture, and a chaise longue placed on the balcony which seemed extremely comfortable and valuable.

Su Qingsang glimpsed at Huo Jinyao. He said, “Honey, the luggage is already here. Come on, there is a cloakroom here and I have people to prepare the clothes.”

Guiding Su Qingsang to the cloakroom, he showed her that her luggage had been put properly away.

Su Qingsang looked at the cloakroom, which was even bigger than her room, and looked at the high-end tailored clothes.

She didn’t know much about fashion, but she knew that these clothes were worth a lot, especially a hand-made suit that she touched.

She once heard Shi Menwan mention that a suit would cost a lot of money. Some rich people got them specially made from abroad.

Now, this suit was just hanging out with lots of other clothes.

Su Qingsang turned around and looked at Huo Jinyao. She recalled he had moved into her house, where he had hung up clothes thatwere so nice normal people didn’t recognize the brand in her little closet.

Should she say that he was good at pretending or had he really degraded himself when he moved into her place?

“What?” Huo Jinyao asked.

Su Qingsang’s gaze stunned Huo Jinyao. He stepped forward and looked at her, “Honey, what’s wrong with you?”

“Young Lord Huo.” She was imitating the person who was just at the airport. Su Qingsang tried to keep emotion out of her voice as she said, “You have lived with me for a few months, and you have been aggrieved.”

“Honey, why do you say that?” An awkward smile appeared on Huo Jinyao’s face.

“What did I say?” Su Qingsang went into the cloakroom. Her hand unconsciously touched the clothes hanging on the hangers and turned around to look at him with a scorned expression.

“Look at these high-end tailored suits and this big house. You are the young lord of the Huo Family, but you lived in my small apartment. How can I not think you degrade yourself?” Su Qingsang asked.