Chapter 41: Don’t You Have a Weak Stomach?

Chapter 41: Don’t You Have a Weak Stomach?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

He looked at Zuo Hongchen and Zuo Hongchen looked back at him. It wasn’t difficult to guess for them to guess the other’s identity from the way they spoke.

Zuo Hongchen seemed as if he wasn’t up to anything suspicious, but he took a tiny step in Su Qingsang’s direction.

“Uh.” Su Qingsang was confused when she realized that Zuo Hongshen was standing very close to her.

Zuo Hongchen was her chief’s son and her superior. Her relationship with him was pretty good.

Su Qingsang didn’t think too much about it, but when she realized that he was standing very close to her she made eye contact with Huo Jinyao. She suddenly felt guilty.

It was unbelievable.

“Let me introduce you. This is Zuo Hongchen, my superior. Senior, this is Huo Jinyao, my spouse.”

She couldn’t bring herself to say the word “husband.” Huo Jinyao raised an eyebrow at her choice of words.

He was not satisfied with such an introduction and couldn’t get over the way Zuo Hongchen moved closer to her just now.

This man, he probably has other intentions towards Su Qingsang.

He knew in his heart that it was true, but he stepped forward anyway and reached his hand out towards Zuo Hongchen out of courtesy.

“Senior Zuo, right? I’ll call you senior as well then. I’m Huo Jinyao, Qingsang’s husband.”

Zuo Hongshen reached out his hand to shake Huo Jinyao’s. Both men squeezed the other’s hand tightly and then quickly let go.

Huo Jinyao pulled Su Qingsang into an embrace as he retracted his hand, and Su Qingsang suddenly felt awkward. She still needed time to get used to the way Huo Jinyao would suddenly grab her hand, hold her waist, or put his arm around her shoulder.

Huo Jinyao felt her body tense up and held her tighter.

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“Let’s leave work since you’re done with your business.”

“Huo Jinyao,” Su Qingsang said, awkwardly scratched her nose. “Senior just got back today and I promised that I would treat him to a meal.”

Zuo Hongchen stood there and measured up Huo Jinyao.

He seemed to be very tall and charismatic. He noticed that Huo Jinyao’s hands were very lean when they shook hands and that he was very strong as well.

How did Su Qingsang get to know a man like him when she was always buried in research and busy at the hospital? He was very curious. As he heard Su Qingsang’s words, he snapped out of his thoughts and smirked. He said, “That’s right. Qingsang promised to treat me today.”

Huo Jinyao held Su Qingsang tighter as he replied. “Since you’re Qingsang’s superior, then I should be the one to treat you.”

His expression was friendly and he continued. “Senior, you weren’t around when Qingsang and I got married, so this treat is a must. I wonder, what do you like to eat?”

“I just got back, so I miss Chinese food. Anything’s fine as long as it’s Chinese cuisine.”

Zuo Hongchen wasn’t picky. Huo Jinyao nodded and turned his head to look at Su Qingsang. “Then let’s go get Sichuan. Is that alright?”

“Sure.”

“Let’s not get Sichuan.”

Their two different responses made Huo Jinyao tilt his face towards Zuo Hongchen. “Senior, you don’t like it?”

“It’s not that I don’t like it, but Qingsang’s stomach isn’t that strong. Let’s not eat something so spicy, alright?”

As he spoke, his expression was very calm and natural, as if he was looking out for his peer.

Huo Jinyao understood the hidden meaning behind his words. Zuo Hongchen knew that Su Qingsang couldn’t eat spicy foods, even though he only knew her from work, and Huo Jinyao had suggested it even though he was her husband.

Huo Jinyao squinted and his eyes flashed a little. It seemed like there was more to this man.

There was a slight sense of tension in the air, but Su Qingsang didn’t notice at all.

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