't quite a smile.Fu Yan was someone who understood how to endure and bear grudges. When she took it from him, his tone was completely nonchalant, like he was saying, "Good cooperation," after taking o...As I left the courtyard, I reminded Liu Jie about a few things before going downstairs.

The front hall was brightly lit, and the sound of a car engine dying came from a distance. She walked out and happened to meet Huo Mingzheng who had just entered.

Old Master Huo was standing right there, and Fu Yan had no choice but to greet him: "Grandfather, Second Brother."

That day at the hospital, Fu Yan bumped into the old master. Surprisingly, he didn't punish her afterward. The old man was lenient towards his other grandchildren, but always strict with her, never showing any favoritism. Fu Yan found this a little unexpected.

Elder Huo glanced at her, "Aren't you the one who doesn't come back to the old house unless something happens"

“I’m going to Guangzhou tomorrow. Tell my mom.”

Guangcheng.

Old Master Huo immediately reacted and figured it had something to do with his father. He didn't want to get involved.

"Where is Aze's fiancé"

Fu Yan's remaining gaze swept across Huo Mingzheng, whose face was as calm and deep as an ancient well. The man stood at the edge of the wind, facing them with a lit cigarette in his hand. In that dimly lit area, the light from the front hall cast behind him, outlining a hazy silhouette.

The man was tall and imposing, like a mountain, with an awe-inspiring presence.

"It's too late." Fu Yan was speaking the truth.

Old Master Huo turned the rosary in his hand, glancing at her meaningfully. "Is it too late, or do you not want to participate"

Fu Yan was startled.

She always felt that the old master had something unspoken, but she had no evidence.

Huo Mingzheng struck a match, his fingers pinching the flickering flame. He strode over with long legs and approached Fu Yan several steps closer.

Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat and she instinctively took a step back.

Until a meow came from beside his feet, Huo Mingzheng bent down. Fu Yan leaned sideways and only then did she discover that the cat Huo Jingshu had raised gracefully jumped down from the flowerbed.

This cat is very pretty, with snow-white fur and eyes like blue beads. Fu Yanxiang wants to hug it very much, but she and Huo Jingshu don't get along. Huo Jingshu won't let her hug the cat.

Ho Mingzheng picked up the cat and, with his hand still holding a cigarette, turned it in a different direction. He gently tapped the cat's nose with his finger, and the cat immediately purred obediently, its eyes closing without a shred of dignity.

Huo Mingzheng looked at the cat and smiled softly, "She told me, it's just an engagement, if she's not there for the ceremony, it's not a big deal. She'll be there for the wedding."

Fu Yan's chest ached.

If she didn't even attend his engagement party, how could she possibly attend his wedding

Huo Mingzheng put down the cat, snuffed out his cigarette, and turned to Old Master Huo: "The wind is strong tonight, Grandpa, why don't you come inside"

Old Master Huo cast his gaze upon Fu Yan for a few seconds before entering the room with his cane. He turned to Huo Mingzheng and said, "Come in with me."

That cat was circling around Huo Mingzheng's feet. He looked at Fu Yan, "Do you have anything you want to say to me"

Fu Yan endured the pain in her heart and smiled openly, "I already said my blessings that day."

Ho Mingzheng suddenly smiled, a sparse smile that vanished in the blink of an eye. He turned and went into the house, leaving Fu Yan with a forlorn back view.

Leaving Huo's house by car, on a road with increasingly heavy traffic, Fu Yan heard a man's voice in her ear: "Miss Fu, we'll be following you."

The speaker is Ji Qing's bodyguard, Zhong Qing. He is the leader of their group of six.

He is currently in contact with Fu Yan through a miniature earpiece.

The earphones were left in the company's underground parking garage at noon today. The other party put them inside the fire hydrant and Fu Yan took them before anyone else could get them.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

She glanced at the rearview mirror. There were quite a few cars behind her, and she wasn't sure which one belonged to the Ji family, but she knew they were still following her.ft in his palm, icy cold to the bone.He couldn't help but angrily say: "It's so cold, you still want to come out and see him"Huo Mingzheng had a strong qi and blood, like a walking furnace. While Fu Y...