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

The car was not driving towards the Huo Group, but towards the Huo Mansion.

Huo Mingzheng adjusted his cufflinks, "Have the two people examined it clearly?"

Cao Fang turned the steering wheel and merged the car onto the main road. Huo Minzheng was referring to the two servants who "accidentally" leaked the information in front of Fu Yan, letting Fu Yan know the news about Ji Lin's accident.

But according to Mr. Huo's instructions, everyone in the manor had said hello and was not allowed to talk about Ji Lin in the manor.

Mr. Huo asked him to conduct a thorough investigation, and sure enough, she found some clues.

He hummed, "Their confessions are consistent. They all said it was an honest mistake and they didn't know Miss Fu was there. It is indeed perfect."

At the red light ahead, he stopped the car and continued: "But I found out that there was a flood in Tong County, their hometown, ten years ago. At that time, the Huo family happened to have a project there. Young Master Yuanshi donated money to Tong County on behalf of the Huo family. We received a batch of materials and [-] million yuan, and paid consolation payments to the residents around the project. Their families were poor, and Master Yuanshi funded their education."

There was a meaningful coldness on Huo Minzheng's lips.

The car stopped outside Huo Mansion. It was a parking space exclusively for Huo Mingzheng. He got out of the car, and the originally foggy sky began to rain.

Cao Fang took off the umbrella from the car and opened it with a bang. Huo Minzheng stepped out of the car with long legs. The dark gray long coat made him look even more serious and cold. He pulled off his tie with one hand and walked inside.

When I happened to see Huo Yuan in the front hall, he was pruning a branch of wintersweet.

At this time, the plum blossoms have begun to wither, but this wintersweet blooms very well, blooming in the wind, delicate and delicate, with a faint fragrance.

Aji stood behind Huo Yuanshi and greeted him respectfully, "Second Young Master."

Huo Minzheng hummed lightly, "Brother is so elegant."

Huo Yuanshi trimmed off the broken branches and said with a faint smile: "Today is the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. Why doesn't A Zheng go to the company? Why don't you come back and tease me when you have time?"

"I heard that grandpa wasn't feeling well. The doctor I hired for him a few days ago might not be capable enough, so I thought I'd come back to see him, but I didn't expect to see my eldest brother."

"It turns out that you were just teasing me by the way. It seems that I thought too much." Huo Yuanshi put down the scissors and took the hot towel from Aji to wipe his hands.

He pushed the trimmed wintersweet forward and asked, "What do you think of A Zheng?"

"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, but it's already the beginning of spring. No matter how beautiful the flowers are, it's time to wither. Falling into dust will only be the fate of being crushed."

"Let me ask you wintersweet." Huo Yuanshi smiled slightly on his lips.

Huo Minzheng's eyebrows were cold, "I'm talking about wintersweet."

"It seems that A Zheng is not in a good mood today. Aji, ask someone to make a cup of tea for A Zheng to relieve his fire."

"No need," Huo Minzheng pointed out directly, "As long as the eldest brother doesn't stretch his hand in front of me, my anger will naturally dissipate."

Huo Yuanshi looked at him calmly and said, "A Zheng, Ji Lin is Yan Yan's good friend. You have no right to hide her."

"Brother said it so grandly. Do you want to help her or have some ulterior motives? If you don't tell me, it doesn't mean I don't know."

"If Ji Lin has a problem, Yan Yan will definitely be very sad. I don't want her to regret it."

A servant passed by the front hall and lowered his head and called the second young master and the eldest young master respectively. In the Huo family, Huo Mingzheng is the most respected person now.

Huo Minzheng took two steps forward, picked up a plum blossom that had been repaired on the table, and held it easily in his hand. "Brother may have over-interpreted Yan Yan's thoughts. For example, I know who she likes very well now."

"Do you really know who Yan Yan likes now?" Huo Yuanshi looked away from the crushed plum blossoms in his palm.

Huo Minzheng's fingers tightened slightly, and the juice of the plum blossoms soaked his fingers. His white fingers were as shocking as if they were stained with blood.

He said word by word, "It won't be you anyway."

Huo Minzheng put down these words and left the front hall.

He went up to the third floor and opened the door of Mrs. Huo's bedroom. The butler was serving him a drink of water. When he heard the door open, the butler turned around and called the second young master.

Mr. Huo coughed a few times and said with an unkind expression: "Come back to see me, an old man like me? Thank you so much for inviting a doctor for me. My condition is much better. I don't need you to worry about it, Master."

He coughed a few times and turned his back to Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Mingzheng didn't take his weirdness to heart. He walked over calmly and glanced at his face that was red from coughing. "Butler, call the emergency center."

The butler was taken aback.

Mr. Huo coughed even harder and turned over, "I don't..."

Huo Minzheng put one hand on his shoulder and kept applying pressure, "Grandpa, you are very weak now."

An hour later, an ambulance drove from the other side of the rain curtain and stopped outside Huo Mansion. Medical staff hurriedly carried a stretcher and trotted in under the guidance of the servants.

When the ambulance left the Huo Mansion, its whistle pierced the sound of rain. Many people knew that the old man of the Huo family was seriously ill.

……

In the manor of Jinling's famous residence, Uncle Luo hurried into the house.

He brushed off the raindrops on his shoulders and sleeves and looked at the dark sky outside. "What the hell, it's supposed to be sunny when it's foggy in the morning. Why did it suddenly rain so heavily?"

He turned around and took the towel from the servant, wiped it while walking inside, but saw Fu Yan at the corner of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Miss Fu."

Fu Yan didn't look back. She looked out the window at the back garden, where a large area of ​​roses was planted, almost occupying the entire back garden. The branches sprouted new buds, and the tender green leaves were disrupted by the rain.

In about half a month, the flowers will bloom.

Butler Luo followed her line of sight and looked out, seeing a rose vine.

He suddenly thought of something. He had never thought about it before. Now that all the clues were connected, he suddenly realized it.

"Those are roses planted by Mr. Huo himself."

Fu Yan's eyes moved slightly.

She pursed her lips. She had heard it before. Huo Minzheng planted the roses in the back garden himself, and Li Qin liked roses very much.

She remembered that two months ago, she saw Li Qin posting a photo of rose branches in the circle of friends with the text - Waiting for the flowers to bloom [love].

She has also seen roses in full bloom. They are really beautiful, like rouge red, charming and bright.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Uncle Luo followed a few steps, "This rose has higher soil requirements than ordinary roses, but its survival rate is very low. Mr. Huo consulted many experienced gardeners before planting these flowers." Live."

He really worked hard.

"Why are you telling me this?" Fu Yan's face showed no expression, but Uncle Luo still saw the flash of rejection in her eyes.

Uncle Luo followed her footsteps.

"The name of the rose is Rouge, which is the Rouge in your name, Miss Fu."