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

The New Year's Eve dinner was still going on, and Huo Minzheng left the party first. As for the New Year's Eve dinner, he had not participated in it for many years.

When he reached the door, his mother Cheng Weijin followed him out and straightened his collar, "Where are you going in such a hurry?"

Huo Mingzheng obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Are you going back to the famous residence in Jinling to accompany Fu Yan?"

Huo Mingzheng paused with his gloved hands and arranged the buttons slowly, not surprised at all.

However, he looked like he was not ready to explain, which gave Cheng Weijin a headache, "Your dad doesn't know about this yet, I didn't tell him."

"It doesn't matter if you tell him, my dad is much more open-minded than you." Huo Minzheng smiled half-heartedly.

"Is this what I want to say? I won't interfere with who you want to spend your life with, but the premise is that you are destined to spend your life. Kevin is a member of the Eisley family. If you take his life, even if he is removed from the list However, the Eisley family will not give up. Don’t think that just because you have obtained the inheritance rights of the Lomont family, you can rest easy.”

The curvature of Huo Minzheng's jawline was very good. He raised it slightly and glanced at the red lantern in the corridor, thoughtfully not knowing what he was thinking.

Cheng Weijin laughed angrily, but he didn't listen to her words at all. He was indeed her son.

If she had been obedient, she would not have escaped from the family and would have married Huo Mingzheng's father without hesitation.

Huo Minzheng glanced at his mother's expression with his peripheral vision and said casually: "Let's go."

After getting in the car, Huo Minzheng untied his tie and collar and told Cao Fang: "Ask someone to buy some festive things and decorate the whole manor."

Cao Fang was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the endoscope, met Huo Minzheng's eyes, and made sure he heard correctly. He took out his mobile phone and called his subordinates.

"...Yes, red lanterns, colored lanterns, Chinese knots, the word "Fu"..."

The man on the other end of the phone was stunned. The more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. "Brother Fang, is this really what Mr. Huo needs?"

He has been working under Cao Fang for so many years. When did he see these things appear in the manor of Jinling Mansion? Or was it ordered by Mr. Huo?

"Stop talking nonsense and get it done quickly. If you do it well, you'll be rewarded. If you don't do it well, you'll be rewarded. I'll give you a kick."

Cao Fang hung up the phone and looked at the endoscope again. Huo Minzheng leaned on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes to rest. During dinner, he drank some wine. It was an old wine that his uncle brought back from Yanjing City. It has great stamina.

A few years ago, on Liang Feicheng's birthday during the Lantern Festival, he went to Yanjing City and drank this kind of wine, which gave him great stamina. He said some things that were recorded, and they laughed at him afterwards for being a coward.

those words...

Huo Minzheng, who closed his eyes to rest, frowned and raised his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows. He had to find a way to destroy it.

The car drove into Jinling's famous residence. The bodyguards were purchasing things very quickly. The servants were already making arrangements. Looking at the two large lanterns hanging under the porch of the main building, Cao Yuan's eyebrows in the passenger seat jumped.

Before Huo Minzheng walked through the door, he heard talking and laughter coming from the living room.

Several servants were sitting on the carpet next to the sofa. Several pieces of red paper were spread out on the ground. They gathered around and were cutting window grilles.

Fu Yan was sitting on the sofa. She was forcibly pulled down from upstairs by the nutritionist to ask her to participate.

In fact, Fu Yan didn't want to cut the window grilles, she didn't even want to move.

I just remembered that many years ago, my father cut window grilles that were so lifelike that the neighbors couldn't put them down. My father was a generous man. If anyone needed it, he would cut a few more and give them away for free.

The window grilles cut by the nutritionist were also very beautiful. Fu Yan was unknowingly led by her and picked up the scissors.

She was sitting in the corner of the sofa, with a floor lamp lit next to her. The warm yellow light shone on her face, shrouding her already outstanding facial features in a halo of light, making her look breathtakingly beautiful.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from behind and wrapped her hand, "Is it cold?"

The palms of her hands were warm and dry, and the thin calluses on her fingertips rubbed against her delicate skin. They belonged only to one person's hands.

Fu Yan instinctively took out his hand, but Huo Minzheng held it tighter, "It takes a lot of effort to cut the window, so I won't cut it anymore."

As he said that, he took the scissors and the cut window grilles from her hand, and was about to take a look at Gao, but Fu Yan, who had been ignoring him, suddenly started to grab them.

"give me back!"

Huo Minzheng moved the window grilles away quickly, and Fu Yan jumped into the air. He put his hands on the back of the sofa. Maybe it was because the living room was warm. She cut the window grilles seriously and nervously. Her face was slightly red, her complexion was much better, and her whole person became lively. many.

She is no longer the lifeless, puppet-like person we saw during the day.

Huo Minzheng curled his lips slightly, but did not return the window grille to her. Instead, taking advantage of his height, he raised his hand and looked at it under the light.

"Is it a puppy?"

The nutritionist was stunned and quickly explained: "It's an ox. What Miss Fu is shearing is an ox. This year is the year of the ox."

Huo Mingzheng couldn't help laughing. He looked at the cow with drooping horns in his hand and said seriously: "It's a cow with an amazing skull."

Both the servant and the nutritionist couldn't help but laugh.

Several servants secretly looked at Huo Mingzheng's face. It turned out that Mr. Huo looked so good-looking when he smiled. No wonder so many young ladies from aristocratic families in Nancheng wanted to marry him.

However, they only admired in their hearts. They had absolute respect and admiration for Mr. Huo and did not dare to think anything wrong.

Fu Yan passed Huo Minzheng expressionlessly and went straight upstairs.

Huo Minzheng put down the scissors, followed her footsteps with the window grille, and easily wrapped her hand in his palm, "Are you angry?"

There was a faint smell of alcohol on his body, and Fu Yan mocked him, "Did Mr. Huo drink fake wine?"

Asking people to decorate the manor, decorating it so festively, and teasing her with her window grilles was nothing like the cold and indifferent Huo Minzheng, who was not approachable at all.

Huo Minzheng's lip line raised slightly, and the facial features of that stunning face seemed to be dyed with color, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.

If it were before, Fu Yan would have allowed himself to sink.

But at this moment, Huo Minzheng's frown and smile were like a thorn and a bottle of poison to her.

She withdrew her gaze, turned and walked towards the master bedroom.

"Rouge."

Huo Mingzheng suddenly called her from behind.

Fu Yan subconsciously paused, frowned, and turned the doorknob.

But the man behind him took a step forward and clasped her hand tightly with his warm hand, as if he never wanted to let go.

Huo Minzheng's voice was low and hoarse, "You couldn't snatch the window grille from my hand just now, so have you ever thought about how you could snatch the gun from my hand that night?"

Seeing her fluttering eyelashes, he clenched his hands and tightened his voice, "Are you really not aware of it at all?"

"I didn't want to trade you for Li Qin, not from the beginning to the end."