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

He still held Fu Yan's hand, "Are you scolding me for being shameless in your heart?"

Fu Yan pursed his lips.

A trace of warmth flashed in Huo Minzheng's eyes, and it seemed that he had guessed correctly.

She was still the same as before, with a calm face but actually scolding her in her heart, but every time he could read her from her micro-expressions.

He missed Yanyan like this very much.

He couldn't help but hold her hand tighter, "What did you dream about last night?"

Fu Yan looked coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

Huo Minzheng's eyes were warm and the corners of his lips curled up. He seemed to be in a good mood, "It seems like it has something to do with me."

Fu Yan's chest suffocated and his face became even colder, "Yes, I dreamed that you were dead."

She deliberately said such words to disappoint Huo Minzheng and get him out of here and out of her sight.

But when she said this, she couldn't help but frown.

Huo Minzheng chuckled, stood up, put his hands on both sides of her body, wrapped the quilt tightly, and the smile on his lips deepened, "I'm very happy that you are still worried about me."

Fu Yan cursed a madman in his heart, but he didn't see the loneliness flashing in his eyes.

Huo Minzheng pressed his index finger on her soft lips, "Don't call me crazy."

Fu Yan avoided his index finger and turned around to see his left hand pressed on the other side of the pillow. The jade ring on his thumb was missing, leaving a pale mark like a ring.

He is the head of the Huo family, and the jade ring on his thumb is a symbol of his status. He never leaves his body and will not take it off until he steps down as the head of the family.

It seems like I haven’t seen him wearing it since he came back from Zurich.

Huo Minzheng followed her gaze and didn't say anything. Instead, he picked her up and put her in the bathroom, letting her wash up and have breakfast.

After breakfast, Huo Mingzheng watched Fu Yan turn around and go upstairs without even looking at him.

He called Butler Luo in front of him.

"What did you say to Yan Yan yesterday?"

When he came back last night, Butler Luo met him on the porch. At that time, his eyes flickered and he didn't meet his eyes. It was just that he hurried upstairs to see her and didn't have time to ask.

But he also clearly noticed that Fu Yan was different from before. Although it was not obvious to outsiders, to him, even the slightest difference could be magnified infinitely.

Cao Fang and Cao Yuan were both beside him. Except for the nutritionist, no one else in the manor had a chance to get close to Fu Yan. It must have been what Butler Luo said to her.

Butler Luo yelled, and sure enough he was discovered.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I just told the truth for a few words. Then I saw Miss Fu looking at the back garden, and I told her that you planted the roses yourself, and told her..."

He paused and quietly looked at Huo Mingzheng's face. As expected, Huo Mingzheng didn't listen to what he said. He stood up from the dining chair and left the restaurant with long legs.

His steps were fast and long, and he caught up with Fu Yan within a few steps.

At the corner of the stairs, he put one hand on the wall, blocking her way. As soon as Fu Yan turned around, he also put his other hand on the wall, perfectly replicating the trap he had trapped Fu Yan in the study. scene.

As soon as Fu Yan raised his eyes, Huo Minzheng leaned over, and the distance between the two suddenly narrowed.

"Did Uncle Luo tell you yesterday?"

The man's voice was too deep, with a forbearing hoarseness.

Warm breath brushed her cheek.

Fu Yan subconsciously recalled what Butler Luo said and said without thinking, "No."

What I got in return was a slight smile from the man, "You didn't ask me anything, how do you know I didn't ask you anything?"

He laid a trap for her to jump into again, and Fu Yan was angry that she had been fooled by him many times without learning a lesson.

"I don't care what you ask, there's no answer." Fu Yan looked coldly and pushed his chest hard.

Huo Minzheng took advantage of the situation and held her hand in his palm, pressing it against his heart, "Okay, if you say no, I'll just pretend it's not."

Fu Yan couldn't help but frown.

Huo Minzheng's left hand slowly stroked her eyebrows, smoothing the wrinkles between them, "Don't frown. If you're unhappy, I won't tell you."

Fu Yan raised his hand to open his hand, but he easily took her other hand and held it together with his right hand, while his left hand was pressed against the back of her neck.

He moved quickly, and in just a blink of an eye, Fu Yan was pressed against the wall.

As soon as she struggled, Huo Minzheng's warm lips came down, crushed her lips, and forcefully pried open her lips and teeth. After conquering the city, he changed his initial ferocity and became gentle, slightly lifting his lips from her lips. Pulling away, sucking on your lower lip.

"Uncle Luo is old and will inevitably nag. If you find him annoying, I will fire him."

"I don't find him annoying."

Fu Yan spoke subconsciously.

A small light flashed across Huo Minzheng's eyes.

Fu Yan suddenly realized that Huo Minzheng was digging a hole for her again.

He directly raised her chin, and before his lips touched hers, he said in a low voice: "You accept what he said. Yan Yan, you don't have to forgive me easily, but don't give up on me, I will really go crazy."

The moment their lips touched each other, Fu Yan turned her head away. She looked at the handrail of the stairs and gasped.

Huo Minzheng did not force her. He stroked her long hair and said, "I went to the hospital. I may not come back until late at night. If you are afraid of nightmares, ask Uncle Luo to call me."

……

The rain in Nancheng turned to light rain in the afternoon, but in the evening it started to rain heavily again.

Li Qin was sitting on the sofa in the master bedroom. She stood up several times and went to the window to watch the rain. The landscape lights in the courtyard shone on the shrubs, giving off a green light. The rain fell from the sky like sharp silver arrows.

The green light hit her pale and colorless face, like a lifeless mask.

It was eleven o'clock at night.

Three hours ago, Qi Ce called, but she didn't answer.

Three calls, but she still didn't answer.

She thought he would keep fighting until he couldn't fight anymore.

But after three phone calls, Qi Ce never called her again, as if it ended suddenly.

But there is no news from there.

Just when she was standing by the window, her mind blank, there was a knock on the door of the master bedroom.

She suddenly came back to her senses and realized that her whole body was cold. Her palms were not sweaty, but they were surprisingly cold, as if the cold air seeping from the seams of her bones was freezing her slow-flowing blood.

"Come in."

She thought it was the nanny.

The door opens.

The reflection on the glass window clearly showed the man's tall and straight body, with his deep brows.

She turned around happily, "A Zheng!"

She looked at the man in front of her who she had been thinking about day and night, and cried with joy. She quickened her pace and rushed towards him, "A Zheng, you finally came to see me. I thought you were ignoring..."

Huo Minzheng looked at her silently, his thin lips moved and his voice was cold.

"Qi Ce is dead."