The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live
Chapter 1162: Extra - Twenty-Seven

Chapter 1162: Extra Chapter Twenty-Seven

Even though most replies were fairly simple, there was a bit of progress at least.

But there was nothing more, let alone confirm a romantic relationship, it seemed like a fantasy.

Due to a promise to He Beimu, Huo Chengyi spent this period of time in Huacheng City and stayed in the presidential suite of the Litai Hotel.

Sheng Wushuang straightforwardly booked the same type of room next to his and settled in, behaving well without pestering too much. She only sent messages occasionally, spending most of her time being busy with her own matters.

Even though Sheng Wushuang was proactive during courtship, she wasn’t the type to be overly absorbed in love and forget about work. She would take care of her business first, and then think about other matters.

Huo Chengyi was aware that Sheng Wushuang lived right next door. Sometimes she would come and knock on the door at night. He would open the door, exchange a few words at the doorstep, and then she would leave, not overstepping boundaries, not excessive.

Huo Chengyi found himself somewhat fond of this arrangement. He could feel her presence, see the enthusiasm in her eyes when they met, without her overly intruding into his personal life.

This kind of life continued for a week. That evening, after visiting Huo Ting at the Qin Family, Huo Chengyi came back, stepped out of the elevator and saw Sheng Wushuang with a young man after taking just a few steps.

The two were chatting merrily at the door of her room. Sheng Wushuang’s face wore a radiant smile, and while speaking, she even reached out to straighten the man’s collar, their behavior very intimate.

Then Sheng Wushuang pulled the man’s hand and entered her room.

In the moment the door closed, Huo Chengyi saw the man’s face, a handsome and resolute visage. He looked to be in his early twenties.

Young, handsome, and with a hint of maturity. Seemingly her type, as she had expressed liking for men who were not only good-looking but also mature and steady, like him.

Huo Chengyi hesitated only briefly before he arrived at Sheng Wushuang’s doorstep and rang the doorbell.

After quite a while, someone responded.

Sheng Wushuang’s voice came through the intercom: "Who is it?"

"It’s me."

His voice was low, as if he was suppressing something.

After two seconds of silence, Sheng Wushuang’s voice then emerged from the intercom:

"Huo Chengyi?"

There seemed to be both surprise and suspicion.

"Is there somebody else?" asked Huo Chengyi.

"That’s not impossible." Sheng Wushuang was very candid. Those who knocked on her door were not only ambiguous figures, but could also be colleagues or other business partners.

Although she wouldn’t invite these people into her room, preferring to find a meeting room in the hotel or a place to dine or have coffee.

"Open the door," Huo Chengyi said, his voice somewhat cold and impatient.

"Oh."

Then the intercom clicked off, and after a moment, the door opened.

The two had stood at the doorstep for conversation on more than one occasion. Unlike before, this time he was on the outside, and she was on the inside.

Huo Chengyi’s gaze moved past Sheng Wushuang into the room, looking for the silhouette of the man whom Sheng Wushuang had just brought in.

"What are you looking for?" Sheng Wushuang asked.

"That man just now," Huo Chengyi went straight to the point.

"Just now... you saw?" Sheng Wushuang instantly understood.

"Where is he?" Huo Chengyi pressed on, his sharp eyes sweeping every corner of the room.

Sheng Wushuang scrutinized the angered expression on the face that fascinated her and suddenly, as if she realized something, said with a smile, "He’s inside. What? Mr. Huo is interested in the man in my room?"