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

Fu Yan has already learned how he 'feeds' him.

Huo Minzheng is so crazy now that he might even feed her soup and food in front of other people.

This is another threat in disguise.

Fu Yan's already frustrated heart fluctuated slightly. He was not excited, but more disappointed.

He was always like this with her, using force and not caring about her true inner feelings.

She said to the nutritionist: "Let me have some soup."

She really didn't have much appetite for other things. She didn't know whether it was because of her mood or other physical problems, but she couldn't eat at all.

She asked Huo Mingzheng expressionlessly, "Is this okay?"

Facing her cold and dim gaze, Huo Minzheng's jawline twitched, noncommittal.

Cao Fang glanced at Cao Yuan, but Cao Yuan had no reaction, so he had to look at Uncle Luo.

Uncle Luo also looked at a loss.

He rarely interacted with Miss Fu, and in the few times he did, he could see that she was quite well-behaved. He never thought she would be like this when she was cold and violent, but fortunately she only did this to Mr. Huo.

The nutritionist brought the stewed soup. The fat had been skimmed off long ago. It was a very light and nourishing soup.

However, Fu Yan felt uncomfortable after just two sips. Huo Minzheng went upstairs to take a shower, but Cao Fang and the nutritionist were both there.

They were Huo Mingzheng's human flesh monitors, watching her drink soup.

Fu Yan took two more sips and finally couldn't help but put down the spoon.

Cao Fanggang wanted to persuade her to drink more, but the nutritionist stopped him, "Mr. Cao, Miss Fu is very weak now. Don't force her to eat. Since she can't eat, she should eat less and more frequently. I will prepare snacks at noon. No." I’m hungry for Miss Fu.”

Of course Cao Fang also knew this. He and Fu Yan had known each other for many years. He had the courage to treat Fu Yan as a half-friend, and he also cared about her health.

From the time she had the accident until now, she was just hanging on with a few mouthfuls of soup. If she continued like this, her body would not be able to recover so quickly.

But seeing that she was indeed in too much pain, and he couldn't force her, lest he got too desperate, she vented her anger on Mr. Huo.

Huo Minzheng came down from upstairs after taking a shower. He was wearing a navy blue nightgown and walked toward the restaurant.

"Aren't you going to drink?" He put one hand on the dining table and fiddled with the spoon with the other. He stood behind Fu Yan in a posture of hugging her from behind.

He had just taken a shower and his body was steaming.

Fu Yan was so steamed that she had difficulty breathing. She moved away, but Huo Mingzheng trapped her in his territory.

Huo Mingzheng's hair had not yet been dried, and water droplets almost dripped on the back of Fu Yan's hands. He straightened up and then hugged Fu Yan horizontally.

"Then rest first and eat some when you wake up."

He carried Fu Yan upstairs. No one else followed him tacitly, and the lights in the living room were also turned off.

Huo Mingzheng carried Fu Yan into the master bedroom. The lights in the master bedroom were dim, which was very suitable for sleeping.

Fu Yan's eyes fell on the big bed in the middle, with a flash of disgust in his eyes.

Huo Minzheng saw it and remembered the last time she came here to sleep, lying on the sofa with her clothes wrapped tightly, almost suffocating to death, but she just didn't want to sleep on that bed.

It wasn't that she had never slept in that bed before. She became repulsed after Li Qin came back from Paris.

He pursed his lips, kicked the door of the master bedroom shut with his foot, and said hoarsely: "Besides me, only you have slept in this bed."

If Qin Heng heard this, he would definitely not be able to help praising him for finally speaking up.

Fu Yan's eyes only fluctuated slightly, and then he let out a chuckle, "Mr. Huo, you want to tell me that I am the only one who has this honor to lie in your bed. Should I be grateful?"

"You have this honor," Huo Minzheng was not annoyed in the face of her strange aura. He hugged her and walked straight to the big bed, "but you don't need to be grateful."

Just when he was about to put Fu Yan on the bed——

"I want to take a shower." Fu Yan's expression was cold.

Huo Minzheng didn't respond to her, "You are very weak now, so you can wash it tomorrow."

"Mr. Huo, aren't you afraid that I will soil your bed?"

She spoke to Mr. Huo. Huo Minzheng's face changed slightly, but he still didn't let go, "I've already hugged you, do you mind if you dirty my bed?"

Fu Yan raised his lips and said, "It's just because you hugged me that I want to take a shower."

As expected, the famous Mr. Huo's face darkened. He glanced at Fu Yan meaningfully and nodded, "Okay, let's take a shower."

Huo Mingzheng held her in his arms and turned towards the bathroom. When he passed the end of the bed, he picked up a round stool and walked into the bathroom. He placed the stool on the floor of the bathroom and then asked Fu Yan to sit on the stool.

Without saying a word, he unbuttoned her clothes.

"Huo Mingzheng, you're a pervert!" Fu Yan struggled to open his hand, and his originally pale face turned red with anger.

The violent movements made her breathe heavily.

"Don't you want to take a shower?" Huo Mingzheng controlled her hand easily. Not to mention that she was so weak now, even when she was in good health, she was no match for Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Minzheng continued to unbutton her clothes, but underestimated her determination to resist.

Fu Yan used all his strength to pull out his hand.

"Clap" sound.

A slap hit Huo Mingzheng's handsome face.

"Get out!" She pushed him away with all her strength, but her body swayed back due to the reaction force.

Huo Minzheng took her into his arms in time and held her down, "What can you do now? You can faint even if you take a bath."

The tip of his tongue pressed against his cheek. The force was not painful or itchy at all, but the red circles under Fu Yan's eyes made him stop.

"We are neither relatives nor friends, nor any close relationship. Mr. Huo, please respect yourself." Fu Yan spoke carefully, and although his tone was weak, his words were heart-breaking.

Huo Minzheng's eyebrows twitched slightly and he said in a low voice, "Are they not relatives or friends?"

"Did Mr. Huo not receive the statement of severance of relations I left for the Huo family?" Fu Yan met his eyes.

Huo Minzheng's eyes narrowed.

Of course he did.

It was the day after Fu Yan left Nancheng. It was delivered to the manor of Jinling Mansion via courier in the same city. Uncle Luo picked up the courier and handed it to him personally.

It was a statement written in her own hand. Every stroke and every stroke was imitated in his handwriting, but it was written to sever ties with the Huo family.

Cut off relations with him, Huo Mingzheng.

He slowly clenched his fingers, squeezing between his knuckles and making a crunching sound.

"I am the head of the family. I did not sign, so the declaration is invalid."

He did not publish that statement or let anyone in the Huo family know about it except him.

Fu Yan was not angry but smiled, but she just raised the corner of her mouth, her expression was not obvious, more like indifference, "Mr. Huo, just continue to deceive yourself and others. With the way you are now, I even suspect that you like me in your heart. "

Then, she laughed at herself, "But who cares?"

The dim light in the bathroom shone on Huo Mingzheng's slightly pale face.