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

Fu Yan sat on the sofa.

The commentator on the TV was commenting on a foreign game and mentioned the thrilling game before the start of the season.

She had watched the live broadcast, but she was in a bad mood that day and had tears in her eyes. She only watched Ji Lin's game after listening to the taxi driver's broadcast. In fact, she didn't watch the game very carefully.

Now it seems that it was not easy for Ji Lin to win that game.

No one knows better than Fu Yan how much hard work Ji Lin put in to win the championship. He got up early to run in the cold winter and hot weather for many years, gritted his teeth and practiced with a sword. He didn't know how many scars were added to his originally beautiful and slender hands.

There are also injuries, big and small, on the body.

He stands on the field with agile movements and smooth movements, all of which are the glory he earned with every drop of sweat.

But now he was lying in a hospital bed, connected to cold instruments, and might never wake up again.

It had been a long time since she heard Ji Lin call her Xiao Yan'er, and she even began to miss the days when Ji Lin scolded her. If Ji Lin woke up, she would be willing to listen to his nagging every day. She would definitely listen to Ji Lin's words and never make him angry again.

Fu Yan threw away the remote control in defeat and covered his face with his hands.

Cao Yuan showed her the appraisal report from the scene. It was an accident and had been stamped by the relevant departments.

Why did she still refuse to believe and accept the reality? Was it really an accident?

She leaned on the sofa and recalled all the previous details over and over again. She didn't know what time she fell asleep. Maybe she wasn't asleep at all, but she was just too exhausted and was in a trance.

Later, she was awakened by a burst of panic for no reason. She opened her eyes and found that she was lying in someone's arms. She smelled a faint scent of agarwood in her nose.

There were no lights on in the room, but she recognized Huo Mingzheng.

"Go on to sleep and I'll carry you back to bed."

Huo Minzheng's voice sounded particularly hoarse and deep in the middle of the night.

The moment he put Fu Yan down, she didn't know if it was her imagination, but she seemed to smell a vague smell of blood, which seemed to come from Huo Mingzheng.

"you……"

In the darkness, Huo Minzheng covered her with the quilt and whispered: "Go to sleep."

Like a hypnotic sentence, Fu Yan fell asleep.

The next day and the third day, Fu Yan didn't see Huo Mingzheng again.

Only late at night, she vaguely felt that someone was sitting next to her and touching her face. She couldn't mistake the faint scent of agarwood.

But when she opened her eyes, there was nothing.

Even when Huo Mingzheng carried her back to her room that night, it seemed like it was her illusion.

During breakfast time, Butler Luo looked at her but hesitated to speak.

Fu Yan gave him a cold look.

He quickly said: "The old man is seriously ill. Mr. Huo has to take care of the company's affairs every day. He runs to the hospital and the company. He goes early and comes back late. It's normal that you can't see him."

Fu Yan's hand holding the chopsticks paused, "You don't have to tell me this."

Butler Luo shut his mouth.

After breakfast, she asked Butler Luo to call Qin Heng, but Ji Lin still didn't wake up.

Qin Heng didn't say much.

Butler Luo put the phone back, worried that she was in a bad mood, "It's rare that the sun comes out today, why don't you go sit in the glass greenhouse?"

Fu Yan felt uneasy and shook his head, "I'm going upstairs to rest. Don't disturb me."

Butler Luo knew that she was feeling sad, so he watched her go upstairs and told the servants to be quiet when working, so that Miss Fu could have a good rest.

After Fu Yan went upstairs, she stood in front of the master bedroom door for a while. Then she made sure no one was following her, then she walked towards Huo Mingzheng's study to make sure no one noticed her. She turned the doorknob and walked in, closing the door behind her back. .

She quickly walked to the desk and turned on Huo Minzheng's computer, only to find that the computer was not connected to the Internet at all.

Ji Lin is a rookie in the sports world, and all walks of life are paying attention to his injury. There should be the latest follow-up on his injury online. What Qin Heng said was no different from the previous two days, but she just felt uneasy.

She wanted to check it on her computer, but the computer was not connected to the Internet, and Huo Minzheng was preventing her from using the computer.

Fu Yan sighed in defeat. There was no mobile phone or computer. No one told her what was happening outside. She seemed to be out of touch with society.

The internet must have been turned off.

She opened several drawers of the desk one after another to see if she could find anything useful. Finally, she opened the middle drawer and found a hidden compartment inside.

Her heart skipped a beat, she put her finger in, and with a click, the secret compartment opened automatically from the inside.

My hand touched something that looked like a card.

She quickly took it out and saw a line of powerful words——

Yan Yan, take a good rest and take good care of your body, and don’t think any more.

Fu Yan frowned and threw the paper away. It was Huo Mingzheng's trap.

She turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows. The high "cow" window grilles were illuminated by the sunlight and glowed with a transparent red light. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, stood up from the chair, and left the study.

She pushed open the door to the terrace. The sun was shining brightly. She pulled up a chair and sat down. As soon as she sat down, she saw several bodyguard cars driving out from the side door.

Huo Minzheng is not at home, where are all the bodyguards going?

Fu Yan vaguely noticed something was wrong, and immediately stood up from the chair and walked back.

Everyone thought she was resting upstairs, and no one noticed her quietly going downstairs.

Butler Luo took his mobile phone and made a call at the window.

"The person who arranged it has already departed. The flight is in the evening."

"The French side has also made arrangements, and someone is watching Miss Li."

Fu Yan's hands lying next to the wall clenched suddenly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

France, Miss Li?

Huo Mingzheng wanted to send Li Qin abroad, so he arranged so many bodyguards?

It happened at this juncture, after Ji Lin's accident.

Zhang Ying said that Ji Lin asked him about Li Qin that day, and then something happened to Ji Lin. How could it happen that Li Qin was sent abroad? Could it be...

Was Ji Lin's car accident really not an accident?

But Huo Mingzheng clearly gave her a positive answer that day. He said he would never lie to her again. Did he lie to her again?

Butler Luo said to the other end of the phone: "The car accident appraisal from the traffic police brigade has been sent... Okay, I'll put it away right away."

Fu Yan's back felt cold. The traffic police brigade's car accident appraisal?

Butler Luo hung up the phone, and Fu Yan hurried upstairs and hid at the corner of the first and second floors.

After Butler Luo walked over, she went upstairs to the master bedroom, stumbled to the bed, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out the car accident appraisal that Cao Yuan had given him.

The stamp at the end is from an appraisal agency.

The content of Uncle Luo's call kept repeating in her mind.

In a flash of lightning, a thought passed through my mind.

The appraisal report in her hand was forged by Huo Mingzheng.