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

The warmth of Huo Mingzheng's fingertips was close to the skin of her wrist, mixed with her blood veins and muscles, and flowed to her heart.

It was as if something similar to muscle memory was surging crazily deep in her soul.

Those were things that she never dared to touch again. Her trust, tolerance, forgiveness, and dignity were trampled on time and time again by the man in front of her.

"I'll do it myself." Fu Yan pulled out his hand forcefully.

Huo Minzheng still held her hand tightly, "If I let go, will you flush me obediently?"

Fu Yan nodded silently.

Huo Minzheng slowly loosened his fingers, but before his fingers were fully opened, Fu Yan quickly pulled his hand away.

However, how could such a small move escape the sharp-eyed Huo Mingzheng.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Huo Minzheng grabbed her wrist again and put it under the faucet to flush the water.

The deep profile lines were tense, and he gritted his teeth, "That's what you promised me."

Fu Yan could no longer take action. She had lost her best chance to escape. Huo Minzheng was never unreasonable.

She looked sideways and saw her and Huo Mingzheng's bodies close to each other in the mirror. Her whole body was tense.

This close distance has appeared countless times in the house she rented or the house Huo Mingzheng bought for her, so harmonious and warm.

"I promise you to flush, but not in front of you."

Huo Minzheng's hand paused.

Translated, this means that where you are, I can't stay for a second.

There was a dull suffocating feeling in the chest.

Huo Minzheng looked at the water rushing against her wrist, suppressing the turbulent emotions in his eyes, "I will leave when your hand is fine."

Fu Yan himself didn't know whether he was persuaded by him or whether he felt that no matter how hard he struggled, it would be futile, so he put his wrist motionless under the faucet.

And Huo Mingzheng did as he said. The red area on her wrist was much better. He let go of her and left the bathroom.

When she walked out, she found him sitting on the sofa, drinking tea made by the servant.

He came to visit Huo Yuan. Like her, he was a guest.

"Miss Fu, you have tea."

The servant placed the tea cup on the other end of the coffee table.

Fu Yan walked over and sat opposite Huo Minzheng.

"Auntie, I don't drink tea, just boiled water."

"She drinks plain water."

The two voices spoke in unison.

Fu Yan frowned, Huo Minzheng saw the impatience in her eyes, and said nothing more, nor did he want to explain anything.

The servant looked at Huo Minzheng and then at Fu Yan.

She is an old servant Huo Yuanshi brought from Huo Mansion, and she is good at observing words and expressions.

She calmly poured out the cup of tea, poured another cup of boiled water and placed it in front of Fu Yan.

Fu Yan raised her eyes just now and saw Huo Minzheng sitting opposite her. She recognized at a glance that his tie today was the one she bought.

Last time I wore the scarf she knitted, and today I wear the tie she gave me.

What exactly does Huo Mingzheng want to do?

After a while, Huo Yuanshi changed into a clean set of home clothes.

Aji pushed the wheelchair out.

Fu Yan stood up and asked, "Is it serious?"

"Fortunately, it was handled in time. It was just a red patch." Huo Yuanshi didn't want her to worry too much.

Aji added: "Don't worry, Miss Yan Yan, I have already dealt with it for Mr. Huo."

Fu Yan nodded, "Brother, I remembered that I had something to deal with, so I left first. You didn't even eat much of the bowl of porridge just now. There's still more in the casserole. Ask the servant to serve it out for you."

Huo Yuanshi put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, "Why is it so urgent? Let's stay for lunch."

Fu Yan waved his hand, "No, it's something I have to prepare before going to work tomorrow."

Huo Yuanshi didn't force her to stay, "Well, come home for dinner another day. I hired a chef who can cook Guangcheng cuisine."

"Well, no problem." Fu Yan smiled.

Huo Yuanshi watched Fu Yan get into the car and looked back at the man sitting on the sofa quietly drinking tea.

"Azheng, please stay for lunch."

Huo Minzheng curled his lips, "Okay, let me try whether the Guangcheng cuisine prepared by the chef hired by my brother is authentic."

"Go and serve out the remaining fruit porridge," Huo Yuanshi ordered Aji, and then asked casually, "When did Azheng become so knowledgeable about Guangcheng cuisine?"

Huo Minzheng held the emerald green tea cup with his fair and well-proportioned fingers, and his smile gradually deepened, "Brother, why do you ask questions when you know everything?"

Huo Yuanshi's wheelchair automatically came forward and smiled, "Then let's have a taste."

"It's a pity that Yan Yan couldn't eat it. She likes Guangcheng food the most. Azheng, she is avoiding you."

The smile on Huo Minzheng's face froze, and he added a cup of tea to himself without saying a word.

He chuckled, "Brother, good tea."

Cao Fang has been with Huo Minzheng for too many years, and he has figured out some clues as to whether his words have other levels of meaning.

When he glanced at Huo Yuan subconsciously, he saw him taking the tea cup from the servant, putting it under his nose and smelling it, "It is indeed good tea, refreshing. A Zheng should drink more to nourish his temper."

Cao Fang thought that Mr. Huo was just talking and would not really stay here to dine.

After all, he and Huo Yuanshi had an unpleasant quarrel because at least one of Huo Yuanshi's people revealed to Fu Yan about Ji Lin's car accident at the famous manor in Jinling.

Normal people would never sit down and have lunch together calmly.

But he was wrong. Mr. Huo not only stayed to dine, but also commented on every dish. Huo Yuanshi always kept a smile on his face.

Cao Fang thought to himself that these two people were indeed cousins.

They are not as calm as ordinary people.

After lunch, we left Huo Yuanshi’s villa.

Huo Minzheng pulled off his tie, rolled it up carefully, and asked Cao Fang, "Where did she go?"

Cao Fang replied, "I went to Dr. Qin's hospital."

Huo Minzheng looked gloomy and said that he had to deal with work matters tomorrow. At that time, he knew that she didn't want to stay there.

As Huo Yuanshi said, she was avoiding him.

As the car moved forward slowly, Huo Minzheng pinched his eyebrows. It was he who told her personally that he wanted to give her her freedom and start a new life.

It was he who personally cut off her trust in him. Now if she breaks her promise, she will simply disappear from Nancheng completely based on her character.

Huo Minzheng's movements of rubbing his eyebrows became increasingly unrestrained. Seeing this, Cao Fang increased the accelerator and drove the car back to Jinling's famous residence.

Huo Mingzheng got out of the car, and the butler, Uncle Luo, came forward to greet him, "Mr. Huo, Dr. Xiao has arrived."

Doctor Xiao, Xiao Ai was the psychiatrist Qin Heng introduced to Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Mingzheng hummed and walked towards the living room with his long legs.

Xiao Ai was sitting on the sofa drinking tea. When she heard footsteps, she calmly put down her tea cup and stood up, "Mr. Huo."

Huo Minzheng nodded, "I'd like Dr. Xiao to pay me a visit."

"Mr. Huo, you are my patient and it is my responsibility to take care of your condition. I heard that you have a headache again?"