Page 1389 of The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me

"Big sister." Fan Rou smiled at her, not overly affectionate but also not distant, pretty much like any other sisters from different families.

Perhaps because of Fan Rou, Huo Yi also nodded at Fan Mei.

He specially straightened Fan Rou’s clothes for her: "Alright, let’s go in."

"Thank you for tonight." Fan Rou looked down, her eyes and brows lowered, the light showered on her cheeks, glossy and tender.

"Then you can repay me next time; give you a chance to seek me out again." Huo Yi said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Okay, then I’ll treat you to a meal next time," Fan Rou lifted her head, her eyes filled with the right amount of surprise: "It’s late, you should head back, be careful on the road."

"I’ll leave after you go in."

"Alright, then goodbye." Fan Rou waved at him.

After Fan Rou left, Fan Mei wanted to start a conversation, but Huo Yi didn’t even look at her and got into his car.

Fan Mei stomped her foot in frustration and hurried inside.

When she got back inside, Fan Rou was climbing the stairs, and Fan Mei briskly walked up to catch her: "Stop right there."

"Is there something you need, big sister?" Fan Rou leaned on the railing looking down, with Fan Mei standing below, which gave her the feeling of being looked down upon.

It was an illusion, all an illusion, Fan Mei reassured herself mentally: "How do you know the major general?"

Being from the military arts troupe, she naturally knew who Huo Yi was, and his name would appear in the family talks from time to time.

Occasionally he would also appear at some banquets, as his former wife quite liked such events, and she had seen him a few times.

With Xu Zi dead, the position of the young mistress of the Huo Family is vacant again, making quite a number of people happy.

She also coveted the position, but due to the Fan Family’s awkward standing, she dared not show her eagerness too openly, only hoping for an opportunity to explore further.

She never expected that before she could get such an opportunity, Fan Rou had already made the first move.

Seeing their overly intimate interaction just now, one wouldn’t believe it if they said there was nothing between them.

"How I know him is none of your business, is it?" Fan Rou retorted.

Just as a flash of anger surfaced on Fan Mei’s face, Fan Rou spoke again: "Sorry, I had a bit to drink just now and spoke out of turn to my big sister, don’t hold it against me, it was all because of the dinner party tonight. He helped me out and insisted on sending me home."

"What do you mean he insisted on sending you home? If you didn’t like it, couldn’t you just refuse?"

"Refuse? Isn’t this the party you wanted me to attend? And I didn’t say I didn’t like it, to be honest, I’m very satisfied. The outcome of the party was much better than I expected. Anyway, thank you all. If I do get to marry him in the future, I will definitely thank you properly."

Fan Rou bit the word ’thank you’ particularly hard, making Fan Mei question whether she was doing it on purpose.

After saying this, without looking at Fan Mei’s twisted and ugly face, she staggered toward her room.

She knew that Fan Mei would definitely exaggerate tonight’s events when telling the rest of the family.

If the Fan Family could enter a marital alliance with the Song Family, naturally, they could also bind the Huo Family in the same way and gradually devour it. This actually seemed pretty good.

The events to come were becoming increasingly amusing.

Fan Rou fell onto the bed, thinking of calling Ye Ranran but seeing that it was already midnight, she decided against it.

She sat up, took off her clothes and headed to the bathroom wearing only a strap dress.

After a shower, she felt much more comfortable. Then, she brushed her teeth, washed her face, applied some face cream, and climbed into bed. Pulling the covers over herself, she fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes, it was already nine o’clock.