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

at the same time.

On the big bed in the master bedroom, Fu Yan opened her eyes after Huo Minzheng left. Her eyes were bloodshot and she was not asleep at all.

She had been given sleeping pills by Huo Ming, so she kept an eye on it, knowing that he would not continue to make a fuss about milk. The only thing in the room that could use it was aromatherapy.

After the nutritionist left, she changed the aromatherapy to one that had not been opened.

She was afraid that she would sleep too long, that she would not be able to avenge Ji Lin, and that Huo Minzheng would hide something from her.

She knew everything Huo Mingzheng did after he came in.

Including giving her medicine, holding her, kissing her forehead, saying good night to her...

Which one is not Lingchi?

At this moment, the door of the master bedroom was pushed in from the outside. She closed her eyes and heard footsteps heading towards the cloakroom.

After a while, a figure stood in front of her. As the man's warm fingertips touched a mole at the end of her eye, a cold voice that belonged to Huo Mingzheng came out.

"Since you can't sleep, get up and eat something."

Her body stiffened slightly.

The edge of the bed sank slightly, and Huo Minzheng sat down.

His thumb traced from the tear mole to the end of her eye. She suddenly opened her eyes and met Huo Minzheng's cold and quiet black eyes.

There was a faint smile on his lips, very faint, "Yan Yan, did I say that your acting skills are poor? You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me."

It turned out that he knew all about it.

Fu Yan felt for a moment that she had been tricked, as if everything was under his control, and a sense of powerlessness that could not break free swept through her body.

"Knowing that you still act with me?"

"I want to see how long you can hold on, and I also want to know how far you can endure me."

She was stunned, looked away with a sneer, and said coldly: "I'm not patient with you, I just want to get the truth from you."

Huo Minzheng's deep eyes became even more unfathomable. He curled his lips and said, "You don't even want to lie to me anymore."

She stated her intentions so directly and unabashedly, not even pretending, because she didn't want to have any more entanglements with him.

Fu Yan pursed her lips. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Only then did she realize that Huo Mingzheng had changed into a suit and was dressed neatly. Today is the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. It's time to go to work, especially today is the first day of work. As the leader of the Huo family, he , should be present.

Her eyes paused and fell on the tie in his hand.

this is not……

Huo Minzheng grabbed her hand and put the tie in her hand, "Help me tie my tie."

Fu Yan tightened his grip on the tie and said calmly, "This tie does not suit your identity."

"What you gave me is in line." Huo Minzheng took her hand and placed it near the collar of her shirt, in a persuasive tone, "You didn't say that, you didn't want to endure me, but you wanted to get the truth from me?"

Fu Yan tied his tie for him expressionlessly.

He accommodated her, lowered his head slightly, and stared into her eyes.

She remembered that the last time she tied a tie for him was after the news spread that he and Shen Wei were getting engaged. He brought her here and tried on the engagement ties one by one.

He had no intention of getting engaged to Shen Wei at all. He tried on the tie that night just to tease her.

All kinds of memories swept through her, and she paused her hands, "Don't you need to try a few more, Mr. Huo?"

Huo Mingzheng felt a slight prick in his heart.

Fu Yan lowered his eyes, tied his tie, and said sourly: "You will never know how sad I was at that time. You said you liked me, but did you ever respect me?"

"Yan Yan..." Huo Minzheng subconsciously held her hand, but only caught a corner of the tie, which slipped from his hand. He suddenly grabbed her hand hard and held it tightly in his hand to prevent her from slipping away. .

Fu Yan smiled mockingly, "Mr. Huo, don't take it too seriously. I'm not sad anymore."

Because you don’t care, you’re not sad?

Huo Minzheng took a deep breath, and Fu Yan pulled his hand away with all his strength, but he held it too tightly, as if he wanted to rub her hand into his palm. He held it so tightly that he was afraid that she would leave.

"I wasn't teasing you that time, I just wanted you to spend more time with me." He looked into her eyes without blinking.

Fu Yan raised his lips and said without any emotion in his eyes, "Really?"

Unfortunately it doesn't matter anymore.

Her indifferent attitude made Huo Mingzheng feel suffocated in his chest. Fu Yan pulled his hand hard, and seeing that her wrist was almost red, Huo Mingzheng slowly relaxed his grip and let her go.

Fu Yan didn't look at him again, turned around and hurried into the bathroom, locking the door hard.

When she went downstairs and saw Huo Minzheng having breakfast in the restaurant, she stopped, glanced at Cao Fang beside him, and walked over.

"Have Ji Lin's car accident been investigated?" Fu Yan walked over and Butler Luo pulled out the chair next to Huo Mingzheng. Fu Yan did not sit on it, but pulled out the chair farthest from Huo Mingzheng.

Butler Luo retracted his hand sarcastically.

Cao Fang nodded and said, "Master Ji Er's car accident was indeed an accident."

Fu Yan's hand holding the milk glass paused. She subconsciously looked at Huo Minzheng, who picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth. "The on-site appraisal report has come out. I'll ask Cao Yuan to show it to you later."

Fu Yan bit the soft flesh inside his lips. Is this really the case?

"Really?" She looked into Huo Mingzheng's eyes.

Huo Minzheng's cold eyes were clear, and his ears seemed to hear again that she was in the hospital, looking at him with red eyes, asking him, can she believe him?

He took a breath and lightly opened his thin lips, "Yes."

Fu Yan nodded silently and looked down at the pattern of the tablecloth.

Huo Mingzheng threw away his napkin, stood up and left the restaurant.

The manor was still shrouded in thick fog. Huo Mingzheng closed the car door. As the car drove away, he glanced at Fu Yan from the floor-to-ceiling window next to the restaurant, who was looking at the milk glass, and looked away in a confidential manner.

Cao Fang, who was driving, said worriedly: "Mr. Huo, if Miss Fu knows that the truth is not what I said, she will hate you."

Huo Minzheng looked at the thick fog outside the window, "What do you think she would do if she knew something based on her character?"

Cao Fang frowned, "Second Master Ji and Miss Fu are brothers and sisters. If we knew that Master Ji's car accident was man-made, Miss Fu would definitely avenge him, even at the risk of her own life."

Sometimes Cao Fang was happy for Ji Lin. He was glad that neither he nor Fu Yan had any feelings for the other beyond friendship. Otherwise, based on such friendship, Master Ji Er would have disappeared from Nancheng long ago.

But because of this rare relationship, Fu Yan and Ji Lin both protect each other and regard each other as family members.

Huo Minzheng rubbed the thumb of his left hand. The jade ring finger was broken. He had worn it for several years, and there was an indelible mark on his thumb.

He said coldly: "I will not let her hands be stained with blood. My rouge is clean."