Chapter 320 Burning Chongli Gate
At night, at Enping District, Building 24, Qingyuan Fuhao.
The separate bathroom on the second floor of the villa is in a mess. In the large round bathtub, there are red bath soup rippling, and a large number of red rose petals float on the water surface, and the air is filled with a strong aroma of red wine.
The water in the bathtub was obviously too full, and the restless man and woman soaked in it, causing a large amount of bath soup to ripple out of the bathtub, wrapped in red petals and spread on the bathroom floor tiles. The scene looked a bit shocking.
The noise of the warm air in the bathroom heater continued, but the sound of water and the sound of gasping screams had calmed down for a long time. In the wide bathtub, An Rusong threw the cigarette butt sandwiched between his fingers to the ground, reached out and pushed Min Hyun-soo who was pushing in his arms, and said, "Okay, the water is cold, be careful of a cold."
Min Hyun-soo lazily stretched out her enchanting and sexy body, turned her head and kissed An Rusong on the chin, then she supported her hand on his chest and struggled to sit up from the bathtub.
When she looked back, she saw a small square bag washed to the floor by bath soup. She seemed to have thought of something. She turned around and took a hand under the water, grabbed a handle and pinched it hard, and said, "Everyone said it's not safe today."
Earing that An Rusong took a breath of air, she continued, "I tell you that if I had a child, I would really give birth to her."
Catching her wrist under the water and pulling her hand away, An Rusong said disapprovingly, "Of course I have to give birth to her. Let her surname be An in the future, and I will raise her."
After saying that, he had already stood up from the bathtub first, shook a dead snake on Min Hyun-soo's face, and then escaped from the bathtub under the other party's anger, and turned on the switch of the shower.
As the switch was turned on, hot water like a rainwater gushed out of the shower. Perhaps because it was washed by hot water, the aroma of wine in the bathroom became stronger, and it would even make people feel scented when smelled.
"Ding Dong!"
At this moment, a crisp ringtone suddenly came from outside the bathroom.
An Rusong, who was washing his hair, paused, wiped the water from his face, turned his head and looked at Min Hyun-soo who had just walked out of the bathtub.
He is a regular visitor at Min Hyun-soo's house, so he can naturally hear the sound of the doorbell. In other words, Min Hyun-soo's house is a guest.
Min Hyun-soo seemed to have thought of something. She walked to the bathroom door, looked into the living room, and then said in surprise: "Why is it already eight o'clock, so fast?"
"Did you say I'm fast, or is it time passes quickly?" An Rusong said with a stern face and pretending to be dissatisfied.
Min Hyun-soo raised his hand and acted like a blow to him. Then, he pushed him aside, stood under the shower, and said to his hair: "I'll rush for a while. A client made an appointment tonight at 8 o'clock, and I almost forgot about this."
Min Hyun-soo certainly has her own job. She is a well-known stylist in the fashion circle of Seoul. This villa is not only one of her residences, but also her studio. Of course, she must have a lot to do with Nan Xuyu and others behind her back, otherwise, Nan Xuyu would not have introduced him here.
However, An Rusong never asked her what the relationship between her and Nan Xuyu was. In this circle, sometimes if you make everything too clear, it would not be a good thing.
Min Hyun-soo flushed herself clean as quickly as possible, then pulled a towel over and wiped her hair while hurried out. When she left, An Rusong took a shower slowly and wrapped a bath blanket and left the bathroom.
In the living room outside the bathroom, the door leading to the corridor was not closed. The sound of talking in the living room downstairs came in from outside the open door, and could be vaguely heard.
An Rusong vaguely heard Min Hyun-soo seem to be talking to two women. Among these two women, one seemed a little taciturn and would occasionally say a few words, while the other was very outgoing, like a sparrow that could not stay idle, chattering non-stop, but it was obvious that Min Hyun-soo and these two women should be very familiar with each other.
An Rusong didn't care. He wrapped himself in the bath blanket and walked to the small bar in a corner of the living room. He first made a cup of coffee for himself, and then took it to the hanging basket rattan chair near the floor-to-ceiling window to sit down.
There is a retro-style spotlight next to the hanging basket chair, and there is a small rattan coffee table in front of which contains several fashionable magazines and newspapers.
An Rusong put the coffee on the coffee table and saw a pack of cigarettes pressed on a magazine. He took the cigarette over, took out a dot, and took another newspaper and flipped it out.
The newspaper is today's "Korea Ilbo". In the morning, An Rusong had already read this newspaper. The only news worth paying attention to was the collapse of two funds of Carlyle Group in Europe, and it is said that it is facing the risk of debt default.
Carle Investment Group, a multinational asset management group that has been established for more than 30 years, has strong capital strength. The news this time is that its two European funds are facing the risk of debt default because they hold a large number of MBS real estate loan mortgage securities. Of course, this news has not been confirmed yet. The news reported in the media are all rumors without evidence, but even so, it will definitely cause a new wave of impact on the already bad global economy. Therefore, the Korean real estate market, which had previously entered the ice age, is probably going to be a critical hit again.
Then she flipped through the newspaper and An Rusong threw it back on the coffee table. He pricked up his ears and listened, the sound of the women downstairs talking was still chirping. An Rusong turned his head to look at the floor clock in the corner of the living room. It was less than half past eight.
Because he didn't know who the visitors downstairs were, An Rusong didn't want to go down now. It was still early, so he just took a rest.
He used to put out the cigarette that had only been smoked half in the ashtray. He raised his feet and put them on the rattan coffee table in front of him. He leaned into the hanging basket and closed his eyes.
Originally, he just wanted to sleep for a while and take a break, but perhaps because he had consumed a lot of energy before, he closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.
I don’t know how long I had been sleeping, but suddenly a crisp sound came, awakening An Rusong, who was not sleeping heavily. He opened his eyes suddenly and looked in the direction where the sound came.
This crisp sound came from the direction of the living room door. When An Rusong opened his eyes and looked over, he saw a woman in a black evening dress, panic, picking up something from the ground.
The woman had curly hair slightly yellowed because she bent over and her long hair was scattered in front of her face. An Rusong couldn't tell what she looked like, but it was certain that this woman was definitely not Min Hyun-soo.
An Rusong blinked, and just as she was about to sit up, she saw that the woman had picked up the things that had fallen on the ground. She straightened up and looked at this side.
After a glance, An Rusong saw the other person's appearance.
Although he just glanced at it, he recognized the woman at first sight. What surprised him was that he actually knew this woman.
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"Sorry, sorry, I don't know there are people here," the woman's thing that fell to the ground was obviously a mobile phone. She picked up the mobile phone and originally wanted to turn around and leave, but perhaps because she felt that it was impolite, she bowed sideways, said a stumble, and then turned around and ran away.
Watching the woman's back disappearing at the door of the living room, An Rusong sat upright. It was not until this time that he realized that because he put his feet on the coffee table, the bath blanket he had originally wrapped around him had been released, and he was in a serious state of exposure. No wonder the woman ran away in a hurry.
Put down his feet from the rattan coffee table, An Rusong stood up from the hanging basket. He stretched his waist hard, but what he was thinking about was the woman just now.
If he read that shocking glance just now, then the woman should be one of the goddesses in his previous life. To be precise, she is the goddess in the minds of many post-80s men in China. She didn’t know how many men’s restlessness caused by her song “Two People”. Even when she thinks of this woman, the melody of “Hey~~~” will appear in An Rusong’s mind.
However, the goddess in her previous life was only from her previous life. Now An Rusong has been through a long time and is very clear about the actual situation in South Korea, so he did not take this matter to heart.
Looking at the floor clock in the corner, I felt like I had been sleeping for a long time just now, but I didn’t expect that it only took less than twenty minutes to pass, and it is about to be 8:50 now.
I didn't want to go downstairs before because I didn't know who Min Hyun-soo's client was, so I didn't want to break through and be seen by others. As for now, since the Miss Cai had seen him, An Rusong did not have so many taboos. He walked straight into the bedroom next to him and prepared to change his clothes and leave.
"Ding"
Just as he had just put on his pants and linings and had not had time to put on his coat, the cell phone that had been placed on the bed in the bedroom suddenly rang.
Turn your head and look at the phone. Seeing Luo Minzhi's phone number displayed on the screen, An Rusong reached out to pick up the phone and pressed the answer button directly.
"President, Chongli Sect is on fire!" As soon as the phone was connected, An Rusong heard Luo Minzhi's voice coming from the opposite side. "What?" He didn't hear what the other party was saying clearly, so he subconsciously asked.
"The Chongli Sect caught fire," Luo Minzhi said again, and then he explained, "You can see the fire here."
As his words, a light of inspiration flashed through An Rusong's mind. He suddenly remembered that in his previous life, the Chongli Sect, known as the No. 1 national treasure in South Korea, seemed to have been burned by someone.
(This chapter ends)