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

Fu Yan's hand hanging by her side was tightly covered by the sleeves of her coat, and she squeezed it tightly.

So did he choose to call at that time on purpose?

Deliberately make noise so that she can hear it and won't be afraid.

She turned her eyes away and looked at the dark sky outside the window. The window also reflected Huo Mingzheng's side face. He had lost a lot of weight, and his jawline was drawn inward, making the lines deeper.

Fu Yan withdrew his gaze, took a step to the left, and then walked forward.

Suddenly, something soft and warm fell on her neck and wrapped twice.

"The temperature has cooled down." Huo Minzheng stood behind her, and the hot breath he exhaled as he spoke brushed the raised hair on her head.

Fu Yan subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed it. It felt soft and it was a scarf.

Her fingers froze and she glanced down.

She and Ji Lin went to the mall to buy the dark gray thick wool at the weekend. Ji Lin complained, but he cooperated with her in trying the color of the wool.

Huo Mingzheng and Ji Lin have similar skin colors. They are both fair, and they look particularly good with dark gray.

That day she was knitting a scarf in a small pavilion, and she happened to be seen by Huo Yuanshi. He casually praised the scarf and asked her if he could knit one for him.

In the Huo family, apart from the deceased Uncle Huo, Huo Yuanshi was the most blatantly kind to her and cherished her.

Now that he asked, she would not refuse, but in this way the two scarves would be the same length. She secretly hoped that Huo Mingzheng was different, but she didn't want to be too conspicuous, so she embroidered the letter [Z] with the same color thread.

It was clear that he said no in front of her, Li Qin, and Cao Fang in front of Huo Mansion two years ago.

He would never be able to understand the unspeakable bitterness and embarrassment she felt when she was in the public eye.

Fu Yan pulled off the scarf without hesitation and threw it back onto Huo Mingzheng.

Her voice was very calm and without any emotion, "Just throw away the things you don't want. You don't have to give them back to me."

Huo Minzheng's breathing became tighter and tighter. She finally spoke to him again, but the words she spoke stabbed his heart.

He held the scarf in one hand and clasped her arm in the other.

The tight heartstrings were suddenly torn apart, "I admit that what I said at that time was angry. You also knitted a scarf for Huo Yuanshi, which made me feel that I was not the only one. I am short-tempered and cannot tolerate being treated like me. treatment."

Especially about Fu Yan.

He selfishly wanted to take her as his own, and no one should get involved or come into her life.

It happened that Huo Yuanshi made him lose his mind again and again.

Fu Yan found it extremely ridiculous. Just because of his selfishness, she would be forced to be humiliated in front of so many people.

"What's the use of Mr. Huo talking about this now? Didn't you say you would let me live a new life? Is this how you fulfill your promise and remind me of those bad memories again and again?"

On the other side of the corridor, Fu Hanlin came back from buying hot milk and didn't see Fu Yan, so he came over.

He was wearing a solemn black suit and holding a cup of hot milk in his hand. He stood under the cold light in the corridor and called Fu Yan's name in a warm voice: "Fu Yan, come here."

Huo Minzheng's cold black eyes were cold and cold.

Fu Yan paused, and in the corner of her eye, she saw Huo Minzheng taking a step forward, and she walked towards Fu Hanlin.

Fu Hanlin handed the hot milk to Fu Yan and asked her to hold the cup with both hands.

The temperature of the milk cup was just enough to warm your hands, and the warmth spread from Fu Yan's palms to your whole body.

Fu Hanlin pressed the back of her hand and said, "Go back and wait for me. I'll be fine soon."

She calmly took her hand out and looked back at Huo Mingzheng. Her eyes fell on Huo Mingzheng, as if she was warning him to be polite to Fu Hanlin.

Huo Minzheng clenched his back teeth expressionlessly.

His eyes were always on Fu Yan. He didn't look away until her back disappeared from the corner of the corridor, only to find that Fu Hanlin had also been looking at Fu Yan.

He sneered: "No matter how much Mr. Fu looks at you, she will never look back at you."

Fu Hanlin slowly withdrew his gaze and said slowly: "Because she knows that I am right behind her and there is no need to look back."

"I appreciate Mr. Fu's confidence." Huo Mingzheng used to rub the mark left by the thumb on his left hand.

The way the two got along, Fu Yan didn't accept Fu Hanlin at all.

Fu Hanlin looked calm, "Although she hasn't accepted me yet, I believe that sincerity will make the difference, and I will eventually impress her one day. I just hope that Mr. Huo can fulfill his promise and give her a new beginning. Death Stalking is beneath your status as the head of the Huo family."

He nodded slightly, turned and left.

Huo Minzheng's eyes were cold and sharp, and he said meaningfully: "I don't know where Mr. Fu's sincerity lies. I heard that the maid you arranged for Yan Yan in Zurich passed away. She was in good health, but she had a heart attack. "

"Why did she become increasingly weak while she was in Zurich? Your maid died at that time. Do you dare to tell her?"

Fu Hanlin paused, his clear eyes covered with a layer of haze.

For just a brief moment, he moved on.

Fu Hanlin saw Fu Yan sitting on a bench from a distance, wearing a coat and holding a glass of milk, sipping sips. She was probably a little sleepy. She drank a few sips and yawned a few times, holding on. The spirit has to wait for Ji Lin to wake up.

Fortunately, the whole night's waiting was not in vain, Ji Lin woke up in the early morning.

But he was still very weak and could not speak after he woke up. His eyes trembled for less than a minute before he fell asleep again.

He didn't wake up again until evening.

It took longer to wake up this time, and the doctor said that his body functions also needed time to adapt. However, he was one of the miracle patients who woke up from a vegetative state in a very short time, and he recovered faster than ordinary people.

It was only when everyone got permission from the doctor to stand beside his bedside.

Ji Lin's pale face had a confused look, and his voice was hoarse and dry, "Who are you?"

Qin Heng frowned, Ji's mother covered her mouth and choked, Ji Qing turned around with a cold face to go find the doctor, only Fu Yan stood by the bed, took Ji Qing's arm, and said to Ji's mother: "Auntie, I'm sorry, I offended you."

Ji's mother was still immersed in the pain of Ji Lin's amnesia and couldn't get out of it. She didn't react at first when she heard Fu Yan's words.

She leaned over and looked into Ji Lin's eyes, and said slowly: "Son, I am your mother."

The veins on Ji Lin's forehead twitched.

Huo Minzheng stopped as he passed by the door of the ward. He glanced at the woman beside Ji Lin's bedside, who was suppressing a smile but still taking advantage of Ji Lin, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Fu Yan stroked Ji Lin's hair lovingly, his eye circles were really red, "Why did you wake up? Do you know how worried mom is..."

"Fu Xiaoyan'er, that's enough!" Ji Lin closed his eyes in a deep voice.