She looked at him coldly and did not dodge.

　　The eyes of the two were intertwined in midair, and they didn't give way to each other.

　　"Is he the one who made her the only one left in the restaurant?" She thought with a slight chill.

　　The man upstairs was smoking casually, looking down at her, as if to say, "I'm looking at you."

　　She felt tired to look up, so she took back her sight.

　　A person who looked like an assistant came down from upstairs and walked to her side. "Miss Fu, Mr. Huo invites you up."

　　She looked at the assistant coldly and asked, "It's Mr. Huo, not Professor Huo?"

　　"Yes, that's right."

　　Coldly, she pursed her lips and followed him upstairs.

　　Pushing the door open and entering, Mr. Huo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, still looking into her eyes. He seemed to be in a daze as if he didn't notice her arrival.

　　"Hello, Professor Huo."

　　"Long time no see, Fu Wei cool." He turned around, leaned against the French window, raised his hand to take a drag on the cigarette, and then spoke slowly.

　　She could not see his expression through the smoke. She was quite surprised to see him here. After a long silence, she continued, "Long time no see... You don't look like a professor today. I don't know if it's appropriate to call you a professor." Her assistant called him Mister Huo before she went upstairs.

　　"Oh?" His deep, dark eyes swept her a cold glance. He walked towards her and said with a half-smile, "You don't look like a professor at all? Do you think I'm not serious?"

　　A little cold, "..."

　　"Look, it's really not appropriate to call him professor. Before he spoke, he had the temperament of being able to control the overall situation, which was not in line with the temperament of a piano professor in the music school."

　　Just a moment ago, he spoke frivolously like a frivolous childe...

　　If he was a professor, talking to a student in this manner would be quite vulgar.

　　She was the only one left in the restaurant. There was no need to ask, but she knew it was Mr. Huo's arrangement. She just felt a little bit cold and didn't understand what he should do.

　　"I'm sorry, I'm just a student of yours, but I don't have any more dealings with you in private. I don't understand what you mean today."

　　"Three years ago, you were my proudest student. When you became a sophomore, you majored in economy and finance. All the subjects were top-notch. When you majored in the piano, you fell behind in your study for an entire year. If you didn't study hard, you would directly be a sophomore. With such good grades, are you stupid? I think you are very smart." He said, casually sitting on the edge of the sofa. He looked particularly idle and harmless, with his black eyes squinting at her, as if he had a deep meaning.

　　He frowned slightly and looked at Ning Que with alert eyes.

　　"Why are you looking at me like that?"

　　"I feel that you're like a businessman. When you're dealing with businessmen, you have to be vigilant all the time and maintain your clarity and rationality. Otherwise, you wouldn't even know how you've been sold!"

　　Huosu flicked the cigarette ash with her finger and said with a smile, "Then I'll be more direct. Do you want to know why I'm helping you?"

　　"Of course."

　　"Then come here, and I'll tell you why you're here."

　　"Go ahead, I can hear you clearly."

　　Huosu Bai raised his eyebrows slightly and continued smoking. He looked a little cold through the thin smoke. He was not in a hurry.

　　After smoking, he lit another cigarette for himself. He said, "If you don't come over, I'll fight with you. Let's see who gets through it."

　　Feeling a little cold and a little annoyed, she decided to go. She was not afraid of anyone. She would not be able to eat her, so she reluctantly walked towards him.

　　"Let's get a bit closer."

　　"..." They were only two or three meters away from each other, but they still wanted to go forward?