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

After eating, Aji went to the bathroom to see Fu Yan pushing Huo Yuanshi's wheelchair out of the box.

Just as I turned a corner, I saw several people walking towards me.

Several men in suits and ties surrounded the slightly younger man in the middle.

There was a sense of coldness between the man's brows that he should not approach strangers, but when he saw Fu Yan, the emotions in his eyes were restrained, and the fingers hanging by his side were curled up.

Fu Yan gripped the armrests of his wheelchair and looked away, preparing to pretend that he didn't see Huo Mingzheng.

However, when the man following Huo Minzheng saw Huo Yuan first, he took the initiative to say hello, "It's Young Master Huo."

Huo Yuanshi nodded slightly and greeted those people.

Finally, his eyes fell on Huo Minzheng's face, "Azheng, you come to eat too."

Huo Mingzheng hummed, but looked at Fu Yan and said, "Brother, you are so elegant. You don't live close to here. You came all the way to eat here. Have you never eaten anything good?"

The few who followed Huo Minzheng were all respectable company bosses, and they usually relied on Huo Minzheng. They knew that he was venomous, but they didn't expect to let his cousin go.

Compared with their surprise, Huo Yuanshi was not angry at all.

He said gently: "I just want to have a meal with Yan Yan. It doesn't matter how far away I am. Anyway, I have plenty of time."

He turned slightly sideways and patted Fu Yan's hand, "Let's wait for Aji downstairs."

Fu Yan groaned and pushed the wheelchair forward. When he passed by Huo Mingzheng, Huo Mingzheng pressed the armrest of the wheelchair with one hand and forced the wheelchair to stop.

The back of that hand was smooth, with no bulging veins, as if no effort was put into it at all, just a casual move.

But Fu Yan couldn't resist even with all his strength.

"Huo Mingzheng, what are you doing?"

Huo Minzheng turned slightly and brushed her shoulder with his arm, "You have time to eat with him, but you don't have time to take me upstairs."

He was talking about the time she handed him over to the delivery boy downstairs in Jingsheng Garden last night.

"He is my eldest brother, and you have nothing to do with me."

Huo Minzheng's chest rose and fell slightly. Several others had already taken the initiative to avoid Huo Yuan's wheelchair when Huo Minzheng forced him to stop. Just kidding, how many of them dared to pry into the Huo family's household affairs?

At this moment, Cao Fang and Cao Yuan were the only ones around Huo Minzheng.

"You have separated from the Huo family, who is your eldest brother? If you really want to count, I will still be your second brother."

Fu Yan retorted, "Aren't you your ex-boyfriend?"

Huo Minzheng's eyes narrowed slightly. He gripped the armrests of his wheelchair tightly and looked down at Fu Yan's face, which was close at hand. "Are you admitting it now?"

"If Mr. Huo wants to quarrel with someone at noon, I'm sorry I can't accompany him."

Huo Minzheng's hand suddenly covered the back of her hand, and his tone lowered, "I'm not arguing with you."

And from such a close distance, Fu Yan could also see the red bloodshot eyes in his eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Just then Aji came out of the bathroom and came over, "Second Young Master."

"Let's go."

Huo Yuanshi spoke calmly.

However, Huo Mingzheng's hand was still holding the armrest of the wheelchair. Huo Yuanshi smiled slightly and said, "Azheng, do you want to take me downstairs? Aji is back and Yanyan is here, so I won't bother you."

Huo Minzheng took his hand back, looked at Huo Yuanshi condescendingly, and left with the others.

Cao Fang, who was following Huo Minzheng, was also very angry.

Last night, Mr. Huo specially asked him to tell the municipal government to extend the public bidding time for primary school projects. Mr. Huo made it clear that he felt sorry for Miss Fu working overtime.

As a result, it was postponed and Miss Fu had more time, but she was allowed to have more time to eat with Huo Yuanshi.

Isn’t this equivalent to making wedding clothes for others?

However, Mr. Huo still had troubles to express.

Unlike Cao Fang, Cao Yuan watched Huo Mingzheng enter the office lounge and turned to leave. Cao Fang was born a few minutes earlier than him and could see through him at a glance, "Where are you going?"

"Mr. Huo can't sleep. It's not an option if this continues. I'll go get Miss Fu."

The word "get" was very subtle. Cao Fang's expression changed and he stopped him, "If you dare to touch her, Mr. Huo will never finish with you."

Cao Fang spent a lot of effort to calm Cao Yuan down. The door to the lounge opened. Huo Minzheng just went in, took a shower, changed clothes, sat behind his desk, turned on the computer, and got ready for work.

"Mr. Huo, please rest for a while."

Huo Minzheng raised his eyes and glanced at Cao Fang and Cao Yuan, "Where did you say you were going?"

Cao Fang stopped Cao Yuan to change the subject, but Cao Yuan said without changing his face: "Go and get Miss Fu for you."

"Mind your own business." Huo Minzheng's face was cold.

He opened the drawer and took out the cigarette case and lighter, "Your brother said that you and the girl named Xiaoxia had a quarrel because of what happened in the casserole shop last time?"

Cao Yuan was stunned for a moment. The conversation changed too quickly. He stuttered, "I can explain myself. I have a mouth."

As soon as he finished speaking, you could hear pin drop in the office.

Huo Mingzheng paused while lighting his cigarette.

Cao Fang's face turned green and he reminded him in a low voice, "Who doesn't know your inner meaning?"

"Mr. Huo, I..." Cao Yuan stuttered again.

Huo Minzheng's eyes moved from his face to another face that was exactly the same, and asked Cao Fang, "Who did you choose to take the seat?"

Cao Fang suddenly felt like a thorn in his back. He swallowed and said, "No one blames me for talking too much."

Huo Minzheng took a drag on his cigarette and said, "You are the only one who talks a lot, and I have no mouth?"

"No, Mr. Huo..."

"Go to the front desk for a week."

Cao Fang: "..."

At this moment, he really wanted to give himself a slap in the face. What's the point of talking quickly? It's okay to make trouble!

……

After getting off work early on Friday night, Fu Yan went to the hospital to see Ji Lin. He was slowly able to get out of bed and walk around, but the fine movements of his limbs had not yet fully recovered.

What Ji Lin cares about most are his limbs, especially his hands, which will determine whether he can continue to participate in fencing competitions in the future.

He was anxious, so Fu Yan rushed to the hospital to comfort him and persuaded him to calm down.

She waited until Ji Lin was ready to go to bed before leaving the hospital.

In the quiet night of the hospital, she walked to the parking lot with her car keys and was about to press the keys when she suddenly saw someone sitting in the passenger seat of her car.

Fu Yan walked over quickly and waved to the guard as he approached. If there was a mentally disturbed person in the car, she would be in danger.

She clearly remembered that she locked the car door. Did she remember it wrong?

However, when she approached the car, her footsteps stopped.

In the dim light, Huo Mingzheng leaned on the back of the passenger seat, half of his body fell into the darkness, motionless, and fell asleep.

"Miss, may I help you with anything?" The guard came over.

Fu Yan shook his head, "Sorry, it's okay."

The guard left, and Fu Yan stood there for a while, then walked over and opened the passenger door. The moment she bent down to wake up Huo Minzheng, Huo Minzheng put his hands around her waist.

Fu Yan was immediately angry, but Huo Minzheng hugged her tighter and tighter, and his hoarse voice made people feel as if he had been wronged.

"Yanyan, let me get some sleep."