u Yan walked to a secluded spot, "What's wrong"Cao Fang hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Mr. Huo hasn't eaten much today. I think it would be helpful if you went to see him. If you're there, h...Fu Yan held back her breath, her face turning red with anger.

Hu Mingzheng moved the spoon from her lips. "Feeling guilty"

She almost choked, "What am I guilty of"

"Because you think I don't understand Cantonese, you just try to fob me off," Huo Mingzheng sneered. "What did you say about me just now"

Fu Yan lowered her head to drink the porridge, mumbling, "I'm familiar with the boss, just casual chat."

I don't know if Huo Mingzheng had checked his credit, he didn't ask again and drank porridge quietly.

I have to say, Huo Mingzheng is really elegant when he eats. Even sitting in a small, rundown shop in an alleyway sipping congee, he exudes a certain grace, making it feel like dining at a Michelin-starred restaurant.

A young master raised in a wealthy and noble family, with an innate sense of elegance and superiority.

Fu Yan's appetite is indeed not good, but luckily she gave a heads-up beforehand and asked the boss to cook her a small portion, so she could barely finish it.

Ho Mingzheng ate slowly, even slower than her, and he patiently sat opposite her waiting for her.

He waited until she finished eating before speaking, "Why are you eating so little"

"No appetite."

She wanted to wipe her mouth with a tissue, Huo Mingzheng handed over two pieces of paper, and before she could reach out, he ignored her hand and wiped it for her himself.

Fu Yan was momentarily frozen in her seat, unable to move. In the blink of an eye, she snatched a tissue.

"I'll wipe it myself."

Huo Mingzheng's phone rang, and Fu Yan only heard him pick it up, "Xiaoqin."

After a pause, wiping her mouth, she lowered her eyes and stood up.

As she turned to pay, Cao Fang stopped her. “Miss Fu, the payment has already been made,”

She nodded, feigning a need to use the restroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, Huo Mingzheng had already left, leaving Cao Yuan to see her home.

Instead of sending her back to her rented place, Cao Yuan took her to the apartment that Huo Mingzheng had bought for her before, a spacious penthouse in Hao Ting Yi Pin.

"That's what Mr. Huo meant." Cao Yuan replied with an emotionless face.

Fu Yan pinched the car keys tightly and called Huo Mingzheng. The call went through, but it wasn't Huo Mingzheng's voice.

"Yanyan"

Is Li Qin.

Fu Yan subconsciously tightened her grip on her phone.

It's so late, Huo Mingzheng went for a shower again, and Li Qin answered the phone.

They lived together.

Li Qin gently asked, "What's the matter with you looking for Aze so late He's gone to take a shower. Would you like me to call him"

Cold sweat seeped into his palms.

"It's okay." Fu Yan hung up the phone, a complex mix of emotions swirling within her.

She knew Huo Mingzheng was giving her time to explain things to the Huo family about Fu Hanlin. She didn't go, he definitely had a backup plan.

As expected, his silent rage had already burned onto her. He intentionally didn't mention anything tonight, it was to loosen her defenses and turn around and bring her to this place.

Are you planning to keep a woman hidden away like a treasure

Fu Yan turned and pulled open the driver's side door. Cao Yuan reached out and closed the car door again, “Miss Fu, I advise you not to confront Mr. Huo directly. It won’t benefit you in any way.”

"Tell him you're going back that I won't be controlled by him." Fu Yan's face turned cold.

She coldly said, "Move aside!"

Cao Yuan stood his ground, "I'm not my brother, so I don't speak as softly. Miss Fu, it's best you cooperate."

"I'm not cooperating"is rosary beads, his eyes narrowed slightly. 。"Dad, now Zhao Zheng is the head of the family, so you should say less." 。"Ho Chengyao reminded him in a low voice." 。Old Master Huo said meaningfully, “I...