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

In the parking lot, Fu Yan was hugged by Huo Mingzheng.

What came to her ears was what Qin Heng said to her a few minutes ago——

"Azheng became ill after you left Nancheng. He couldn't sleep all night long. Later, when he found you in Zurich, he could sleep for a few hours."

"Later, he took you back to the famous residence in Jinling. When he stayed with you, he could sleep all night."

"Fu Yan, to untie the bell, you must tie the bell. You are the root cause of Azheng's illness, and you are also his good medicine. From the time you left him until now, he has hardly slept a full night's sleep."

"He lived in the house you rented before Jingsheng Garden, and he could barely sleep for two or three hours, but now even taking sleeping pills has no effect."

"Even an iron-clad body will have a day when it can no longer hold on. Ask yourself, are you really willing to see A Zheng's body collapse?"

Fu Yan struggled to break free from Huo Mingzheng's arms.

"Rouge!"

Huo Minzheng held her in his arms again, rubbed the tip of his nose against the crook of her neck, and whispered, "Just half an hour."

"How can you sleep while holding me?" Fu Yan's tone was still cold.

She felt Huo Minzheng's hands holding her stiffen, and he buried his face in the crook of her neck and smiled lowly.

Fu Yan slammed the car door hard, walked around the front of the car, opened the driver's door and got in.

A smile flashed across Huo Mingzheng's eyes, but Fu Yan asked: "Does the extension of the bidding time for the municipal project have anything to do with you?"

In the quiet space, the breathing of the two people could be heard clearly.

"Yes." Huo Minzheng didn't want to hide it from her.

Fu Yan pursed his lips and nodded, "Actually, I guessed it was you, but I wasn't sure. Now that I know, I'll return a favor and let you sleep in my car for half an hour."

The smile in Huo Minzheng's eyes froze instantly.

"Do you think this is a deal?"

"Otherwise?" Fu Yan didn't look back. She leaned on the back of the chair and zipped up her coat tightly. "You don't think I'm soft-hearted towards you, do you?"

She smiled and said, "Mr. Huo thinks too much."

Huo Minzheng stared at Fu Yan's face, and he was bound to see clues of lying on her face.

The red bloodshot eyes under his eyes were the same as when they met by chance at the private restaurant that day. Fu Yan remembered that Qin Heng said that he had been sleeping very poorly recently and couldn't even take sleeping pills.

She lowered her eyes and asked angrily: "Are you going to sleep? I'll start the timer in half an hour."

After saying that, she started the car regardless of what Huo Minzheng said.

Huo Minzheng put his hand on the back of her hand, "I'm going to sleep, but don't drive."

"You think my driving skills are poor?"

Huo Minzheng looked at her silently, the answer was self-evident.

The hospital was halfway up the mountain. The road down the mountain seemed easy, but there were a few big bends. He had experienced her sudden braking, and he basically didn't have to sleep on the road down the mountain.

Fu Yan threw away his hand angrily and said, "Be picky."

She crossed her arms and leaned on the back of the chair. She said no more and did not insist on driving.

Huo Mingzheng also leaned on the back of the chair like her. He turned to look at her face. Her makeup today was very light, which highlighted the advantages of her original facial features.

When she wasn't talking, she looked calm and tranquil under the light.

After a while, she glanced sideways and saw that Huo Minzheng had really fallen asleep.

How sleepy was it to be able to fall asleep in such a short period of time?

She looked away and said she had agreed to take half an hour, but she didn't time it.

When she turned off the news on her phone, Huo Minzheng had no intention of waking up.

It's been more than half an hour.

Fu Yan simply opened his laptop, put it on his lap, and started to deal with work matters.

It was almost eleven o'clock at night.

Fu Yan looked away from his notebook and glanced sideways at Huo Minzheng. He was still sleeping.

Even though he was leaning back in the chair, he was sleeping well. He did not open his mouth to breathe through his mouth, nor did he make any noise.

Quiet and quiet, it is indeed like a pleasing painting.

But there was no sound at all, and a bad thought flashed through Fu Yan's mind.

News from the past came out all at once, such as a young man who died suddenly while working overtime late at night, a young man who stayed up late for several days in a row, and his family found him dead when they found him...

She quickly put the laptop away because it was out of reach, so she immediately unbuckled her seat belt, leaned over, and probed Huo Mingzheng's breath with her index finger.

Warm breath brushed against her fingers.

Fu Yan lowered his eyes and looked at his face, suddenly realizing how stupid his actions seemed.

Then the next second she retracted her finger and planned to sit back.

Unexpectedly, Huo Minzheng, who she thought was still sleeping, clasped the back of her neck with one hand, pushed her head down, and pressed her red lips on his lips without any deviation.

While Huo Minzheng pried open her lips and teeth, he wrapped his other hand around her slender waist.

Fu Yan was leaning on his side when he poked his nose, with all the support on one hand. However, while Huo Minzheng wrapped his arms around her waist, he grabbed away the hand that was supporting the chair. All the support of the person was transferred to Huo Minzheng.

Even from above, they are completely passive and at the mercy of others.

This makes it easier for Huo Mingzheng to get what he wants.

The warmth in Huo Minzheng's palm was close to her waistline, like a soldering iron, trying to leave a mark on her body.

Fu Yan bit Huo Mingzheng's tongue, expecting him to let go of her in pain, but he didn't expect that he would intensify his efforts, tightening his grip on her and kissing her deeper and more fiercely.

There is a faint smell of rust in the mouth.

Fu Yan put his hands on Huo Mingzheng's shoulders. After getting in the car, he took off his suit jacket and wore only a white shirt.

Thin shirt, skin to skin.

She immediately wanted to scratch him with her nails, but accidentally touched the slight bulge on his shoulder.

It was as if an electric current coursed through her heart, and the numbing feeling made her heart beat tight and fast.

The bump was the scar left when he shielded himself from the knife.

Huo Minzheng's hand clasping the back of her neck unconsciously moved up, gently rubbing the hair on the back of her head, as if to soothe her emotions.

Just like that time, he blocked the knife for her, held her in his arms, and told her not to look, she would be afraid.

He also rubbed her hair in this way to calm her emotions.

The past came rushing in, the hurtful, deceptive, tender, and disrespectful things that threatened to tear Fu Yan apart.

Huo Mingzheng tasted a bitter taste in his mouth. He opened his eyes, and a tear dropped from Fu Yan's eyes into his eyes, causing ripples.

While his hands were stiff, Fu Yan pushed him away, turned around, opened the car door and ran out.

She hailed a taxi, reported her address, and left the hospital.

And Huo Mingzheng saw the car's taillights flash past, as if the quicksand between his fingers was blown away by the wind.

This unsteady, maddening feeling of loss made him very uneasy.

He didn't even have time to react, got into the driver's seat, started the car and chased after him!