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

At the New Year's Eve dinner, Huo Minzheng got out of the car. The long black windbreaker with a crisp stand-up collar made his figure even more slender and straight.

As he stepped through the door, he heard someone talking about Fu Yan and stopped.

"It doesn't matter if she leaves. Anyway, she is not from the Huo family. If she stays here for a long time, she will be a bit of an eyesore."

The person who said this was Huo Jingshu. She had her hands in the pockets of her slim down jacket and her expression was arrogant.

After the last miscarriage and the termination of her engagement with Fu Jing, she has changed a lot.

Even if she didn't like Fu Yan in the past, she would never have said such harsh words.

Her expression showed that she hated Fu Yan from the bottom of her heart.

Knowing that her miscarriage was not caused by Fu Yan, she hated Fu Yan because of Fu Jing.

Huo Yuanshi held a handbag in his hand to warm his hands. He switched the back and palm of his hand back and forth and said without raising his eyes: "Jingshu, Yan Yan did nothing wrong."

Huo Jingshu's face turned ugly, "Second brother is partial to her. Could it be that, eldest brother, you are also partial to her?"

"You are so stubborn, haven't you suffered enough?"

A cold voice broke in.

Huo Minzheng walked over with long legs.

Huo Jingshu stiffened and recognized whose voice it was. She clenched her fingers in her pocket, turned around, and reluctantly called her second brother.

"I can't afford to be called your second brother." Huo Minzheng passed her by without stopping.

Huo Jingshu choked, but she dared not speak out in anger.

However, Huo Yuanshi stopped him, "A Zheng came back late today."

Huo Minzheng is the head of the family, so he should attend such an important family banquet in advance.

"There are more important things than the New Year's Eve dinner, and it's not like I don't know about it, brother." Huo Minzheng stopped and looked down at the man in the wheelchair, with a vague smile on his lips.

He didn't wear that scarf today, which looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Huo Minzheng loosened the knot of his tie and said, "I'll excuse you now."

When Huo Mingzheng returned to Huo Mansion, he first went to Mr. Huo's room upstairs and invited him downstairs for dinner.

After the family dinner on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, this was the first time Huo Mingzheng saw Mr. Huo. Previously, the mansion sent someone to tell him that the old man was not feeling well. He only sent the family doctor back, but he never showed up.

He had already used this trick before and he was too lazy to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Huo's face was indeed not very good.

Seeing him, Mrs. Huo had a sullen face and said, "Hey, the master of the house has come to treat me to dinner in person?"

Faced with his strange aura, the expression on Huo Minzheng's face did not change at all, and he said meaningfully: "You are my grandfather. How can I have an overnight feud with my grandson?"

Mr. Huo snorted coldly: "Are you looking like you have no hatred against me?"

"You should be lucky that the people you hired didn't have time to deal with Yan."

Mr. Huo stared blankly, and Huo Mingzheng found out.

His voice deepened, "What if you do it? Do you disown me as grandpa, or do you want to punish me?"

What is he doing this for?

It's not just to preserve the Huo family's reputation.

From childhood to adulthood, the education he received was to tell him how to make the family prosperous and how to protect the family's glory. From the moment he was born, he has shouldered such an important responsibility. Even when he is old and in his eighties, he still does not Change your original intention.

What's wrong with him?

He was simply following the teachings of his predecessors.

Huo Minzheng took the crutch from the housekeeper, took Mr. Huo's hand, and pressed his palm on the faucet of the crutch.

He said word for word: "The blood of the Huo family flows in my body. If I don't recognize you as my grandfather, I will have to drain my blood. But if I punish you, it will be my treason. If you really kill Yan Tong, , you can take my life as well."

Mr. Huo's body trembled and his eyes widened.

The word 'sacrifice for love' flashed through his mind, and he felt dizzy. He staggered and fell back to the imperial concubine's bed.

"You dare to threaten me!"

Huo Minzheng held his arm with his strong hand and helped him up, "So I say you should be lucky that you didn't succeed. This doesn't constitute a threat."

He let go of his hand and took a step back, "But in the future, if you dare to attack her again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After Huo Minzheng walked out, Mrs. Huo fell back again. His hand on the crutch couldn't stop shaking, and he smashed the crutch on the ground angrily.

Suddenly, his vision went dark, and the butler quickly helped him, "Old man!"

The housekeeper was about to ask someone to call the family doctor, but Mrs. Huo raised his hand to stop him, "What do you call a doctor who is celebrating the Chinese New Year? I am so angry with him!"

Mr. Huo calmed down for a few seconds before he felt better. His pale lips moved, "This unworthy descendant, what kind of ecstasy soup did Fu Yan give him?"

The butler brought the tea bowl, Mr. Huo took a sip and threw the tea bowl on the table, "Where is Li Qin?"

The housekeeper replied: "She also went to Zurich, but she did not come back with the second young master. I heard she was injured."

"Can't reach her?"

The housekeeper shook his head, "The phone has been turned off."

Mr. Huo sneered, "Just like her father, he is useless."

……

It's still around one o'clock in the afternoon in Zurich.

Unlike the good weather in Nancheng, it is still raining in Zurich.

The rain soaked the window sill. Li Qin took out her mobile phone from the drawer. She turned it on. Messages and missed calls kept popping up on the screen.

There were several missed calls from Huo Mansion. She knew it must be Mrs. Huo who asked someone to call her, and wanted to ask her why she didn't guard Huo Mingzheng.

Most of the rest were missed calls and text messages from Qi Ce, asking her when she would go back, and saying that he would personally pick her up in Paris and take her back to Nancheng.

Her thumb stayed at the top of the screen for a moment, and finally she sent him a message back.

[You don’t have to come to pick me up. The New Year’s Eve dinner with my family is delicious. I’ll be back soon. 】

Qi Ce is not that easy to fool. One after another, her lies will become self-evident.

After she sent the message, she turned off her phone and threw it into the drawer.

She walked to the window, thinking about what Huo Mingzheng was doing now?

It should be dinner time in Nancheng now. Has he returned to Huo Mansion for New Year's Eve dinner?

Or stay with Fu Yan?

Pay rouge, pay rouge...

She growled, put her hands on the window, and knocked over a vase.

With a bang, the medical staff rushed in.

She looked back and saw only the medical staff, no other faces, nor the tall and tall man named Sauron from yesterday.

It seemed that Huo Mingzheng really didn't want to care about her anymore.

But what did he mean when he said yesterday morning that he would let her marry into the Huo family as she wished?

But none of that matters now.

She must leave this place, return home, and dispel Qi Ce's doubts.

"I want to leave the hospital," she told the doctor in French.