Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Fu Yan only woke up in the evening. After dinner, she was tricked by Cao Fang and took her back to her old house.

It was getting late when we returned to Huo Mansion.

Passing by the front hall, she happened to see Mr. Huo sitting on the imperial chair. There were guests at home. It was dark, so she didn't look carefully.

"Grandpa." After saying hello, she turned and left.

"Xiao Fu." Mrs. Huo stopped her.

Fu Yan turned around and saw an old man with gray hair next to him. He was about the same age as Mr. Huo, but he was not as energetic as Mr. Huo, but he wore very well-dressed clothes.

He was probably suffering from a chronic illness and was skinny. There was a kindliness between his brows and a somewhat kind face, as if he had seen him somewhere.

The front hall was brightly lit. Mr. Huo glanced at her forehead. Fu Yan just wanted to block it with his hair, but it was too late.

He picked up the teacup and brushed away the tea leaves on the surface, and glanced at her casually, "What's wrong with your forehead?"

Fu Yan felt a chill go down his spine for a moment.

At noon, she heard the conversation between Mr. Huo and Huo Mingzheng in the room. Although the two did not directly mention it, she could tell that Mr. Huo seemed to be staring at Huo Mingzheng and knew that he went to the hospital last night.

Last night was a sensitive point and she couldn't reveal anything about it.

"Accidentally hit it."

Mrs. Huo hummed and put down the tea cup.

"Is she Fu Yan who is in love with our Han Lin?" the strange old man said.

Fu Yan was stunned and subconsciously looked at the old man. Mr. Huo introduced him: "This is Fu Hanlin's grandfather. Please call someone soon."

No wonder she thought the old man had a kind face. He turned out to be Fu Hanlin's grandfather. No wonder Fu Hanlin looked so much like his grandfather.

If it were the other grandchildren of the Huo family, it would be okay to call them Grandpa Fu. Fu Yan clearly understood his position and said politely: "Mr. Fu."

Mr. Fu smiled and nodded, "Just call me grandpa."

Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat and she pursed her lips.

As far as she knew, the Huo family and the Fu family were not very close. This was the first time she had seen Mr. Fu in her whole life. Why did he suddenly come to the door today?

She had an uneasy feeling in her heart.

Mr. Fu stood up, walked a few steps towards Fu Yan, smiled and nodded, "He is a good boy. No wonder our Hanlin likes him."

Fu Yan suddenly felt panicked.

This sounds strange.

Mr. Huo also smiled and said, "She is lucky enough to be favored by Han Lin."

Mr. Fu waved his hand, "Both people in love are equal. No one is lucky, and there is no saying that anyone is superior to the other. If she can catch Hanlin's eyes, it means she is a very good child."

"How old?"

Fu Yan answered honestly: "Twenty-four."

The old man nodded with satisfaction, "The age difference is also good."

He sighed, seeming to complain, "If your grandfather hadn't invited me to dinner at noon today, I would still be in the dark. I said it's true for you young people, why do you hide your love from your family? "

Fu Yan glanced at Mr. Huo, who was there, stroking the Buddhist beads in his hand.

It turned out to be what he said.

She was still thinking that Fu Hanlin knew that they were in a fake relationship and would not tell his family, let alone his grandfather who was in poor health.

Fu Yan thought of Huo Minzheng's words in her mind, not because he asked her to do so, but because she felt that she could no longer deceive him. Even Fu Hanlin's grandfather was dispatched today. If this continues, the fake will become real.

"Grandpa Fu, I..."

"Grandpa." A voice interrupted Fu Yan.

Fu Jing opened his long legs and strode over to this side. He nodded to Mr. Huo, and then asked Mr. Fu, "Why are you here? Didn't eldest brother tell you to stay at home?"

"I'm not a child, why do you have to restrict my movements?" Mr. Fu said dissatisfied.

Fu Jing said patiently: "It's not to restrict your movement, but because the temperature has dropped in the past few days, I'm afraid you might get cold when you go out."

"I'm wearing four pieces, including cotton pants!" the old man snorted.

Fu Yan couldn't help laughing and turned her head to prevent others from seeing her smile.

Why does Mr. Fu look like a child? He is so cute.

"Okay," Mr. Fu didn't explain any more to him and pushed him away, "I'm here to be a guest at Huo's house. Fu Yan just comes back. I'd like to invite her to my house for dinner on the weekend."

Fu Yan was stunned, and so was Fu Jing.

Of course he knew that Fu Yan and Fu Hanlin were in a fake relationship.

The hickey on Fu Yan's neck that day could not have been left by Fu Hanlin. The person Fu Yan wanted to protect regardless of his reputation was Huo Mingzheng.

He advised the old man, "Are you too impatient?"

"You are already engaged, and your brother is still dating and playing house here. Can I not be anxious?" Mr. Fu said, really anxious.

He took Fu Yan's hand and said with a smile: "Xiao Fu, come to my house for dinner on the weekend. Grandpa, I will cook delicious food for you. I heard that you grew up in Guangcheng when you were a child and you like Guangcheng cuisine. ?"

Fu Yan looked at Fu Jing for help, but Fu Jing shook his head at her with begging eyes.

Fu Yan said softly, "I like it."

Mr. Fu smiled and said, "That's just right. My wife who passed away was from Guangcheng. I cooked Guangcheng cuisine for her all her life. It's very authentic. You must come."

"Okay." Fu Yan smiled slightly.

After seeing Mr. Fu off, Mr. Huo also went upstairs to rest.

"Fu Yan, thank you just now." Fu Jing stood behind her.

"My grandpa has a bad memory and will forget it in two days. Don't worry."

Fu Yan paused in her steps, and the cold wind blew into her collar. She shuddered, and after a moment she said, "Then I can't lie to him anymore."

Fu Jing pursed his lips and said, "Then are you still going on the weekend?"

Fu Yan blurred the answer: "I will tell your cousin."

After saying that, she turned around and left. Fu Jing looked at her back and sighed.

Cao Fang sat in the car and smoked two cigarettes. After resting for a while, he started the car and was about to leave. Suddenly he saw several people walking out of the front door. He took a closer look and saw that they were members of the Fu family.

After the Fu family drove away, he got out of the car and walked to the doorman to inquire.

Two minutes later, he returned to the car. He didn't feel cold, but he shivered for no reason. He found his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Mr. Huo."

On the other end of the phone, the man responded in a low voice: "Yes."

"Someone from the Fu family just came."

"The Fu family?"

"It's the old man from the Fu family. Our old man is having dinner with him at noon today. He will come as a guest in the evening."

Huo Minzheng narrowed his eyes.

Cao Fang sweated and continued: "I just asked, Mr. Fu invited Miss Fu to have dinner at Fu's house on the weekend."

The man's tone was cold: "Did she agree?"

Cao Fang swallowed and felt a knife on his neck.

He said with difficulty: "I agreed."