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

Fu Yan's shoulders were shaking slightly. She didn't know whether it was pain in her lower abdomen or pain in her heart. Even so, her back still showed determination.

She was stimulated by Ji Lin's incident today, and coupled with the influence of hormones during her menstrual period, those unpleasant things poured out of her mind one by one.

Huo Mingzheng sat next to her, with one foot bent on the bed and his feet on the edge of the bed. His black socks were already soaked when he went into the bathroom to hug Fu Yan.

But he didn't feel any chill at all.

He held the water glass that was getting colder. The bedside lamp illuminated the brown sugar water like a bottomless cold pool, reflecting Huo Minzheng's eyes as deep as the sea.

"I don't care about the kids."

He put down the water glass, turned over Fu Yan's shoulders, put his hands on both sides of her, looked at her red eyes, and said in a low voice with a different emotion in his hoarse voice: "But compared with children, I Care about you more."

"I didn't protect you or the child well, so I never told you about this, because until I found the real culprit behind the scenes, everything I said would make you think it was my excuse."

Fu Yan turned his head, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

She let go of her biting lips and said, "I understand, can you go?"

The hands on both sides were clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands were twisted and bulging. Huo Minzheng looked at her condescendingly for a while before standing up.

He picked up the water glass on the bedside table. The brown sugar water was already cold.

He turned and left the room.

"Mr. Huo." Cao Fang saw him coming out and took a step forward. Although he was not close to the room, he had good hearing and heard what Fu Yan said just now.

In fact, Mr. Huo really has no way to explain this matter.

No one knows whether Mr. Huo's decision on the rooftop of the University Hospital in Zurich accelerated the loss of the child who was not going to survive, or whether the child could have been kept but it led to tragedy because of Mr. Huo's stimulation.

The moment Luna passed away, it became an unsolved mystery, unless the person behind the scenes was found out.

But that person looked like a ghost. He could even force Li Qin to death without leaving a trace. It was too difficult to find out.

Mr. Huo is a living person, and he is not a god. He cannot plan everything.

Huo Mingzheng walked around him and walked towards the kitchen.

Cao Fang followed him and saw him pouring the cold brown sugar water. His eyes fell on the wet footprints on the ground. When he saw his soaked socks, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

When had Mr. Huo ever been so embarrassed?

He quickly stepped forward and said, "You're tired, I'll do it."

"Need not."

Huo Mingzheng lowered his head to pour water, added brown sugar into the cup, stirred it little by little, and waited until the water temperature was almost the same before taking it to the room.

Fu Yan rolled up half of the quilt around her body. This was something she would do subconsciously when she was in a bad mood. It was a way of self-protection.

Huo Mingzheng did not dismantle her 'protective shell', but picked her up together with the quilt.

He let Fu Yan lean on his chest and tucked the hair on her cheeks behind her ears with his long, warm fingers. Fu Yan turned her head in resistance.

Huo Minzheng looked at the cold sweat on her forehead and knew that she had been holding it back.

He took the water glass from the bedside table and handed it to her mouth, "If you don't want to see me, then drink the brown sugar water. If you drink it, I'll leave."

Fu Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the swaying water glass. Half of Huo Minzheng's face reflected in it was broken.

With red eyes, she raised her hand to take the water glass and drank half of the brown sugar water in one gulp.

"Is it alright?"

Huo Mingzheng took back the empty water glass and stared at her for a while. As soon as he put her back on the bed, Fu Yan turned around and turned his back to him, not even giving him an extra glance.

After a while, there was a closing sound at the entrance.

Fu Yan sighed slowly, his eye circles redder than before.

The clock on the wall passed two o'clock.

The man lying on the sofa with one hand across his eyes moved slightly, and the suit jacket on his hand fell to the ground.

Huo Mingzheng moved his hand and opened his eyes. He glanced at the time. He lay on Fu Yan's sofa and slept for nearly three hours.

It was Cao Fang who closed the door and went out before.

He was worried about Fu Yan being alone. He planned to leave after she fell asleep, but he fell asleep instead. This was the longest sleep Fu Yan had ever slept without the help of sleeping pills since she left him.

The headache symptoms have also reduced somewhat.

As he stood up, he glanced at the ajar door of the master bedroom, walked over, and gently pushed the door open. Fu Yan changed from lying on his side to lying on his back, breathing heavily.

Huo Minzheng walked over, stood beside the bed, and dimmed the light of the bedside lamp. She was timid and could not sleep in total darkness even now.

He stood for a while before leaning forward and placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Yanyan, I won't let you go."

Back in the car, Cao Fang started the car and asked, "Mr. Huo, are you going back to Jinling Mansion? You went to Yanjing City on a business trip early in the morning. Jinling Mansion is close to the airport, so you can rest a little longer."

"Go to Jingsheng Garden." Huo Minzheng leaned on the back of his chair.

Cao frowned. It was about the same distance to Jingsheng Garden from here as to Jinling Famous Residence, but leaving for the airport tomorrow morning would be an hour further than Jinling Famous Residence, and that's not including the traffic jam.

But Mr. Huo had already spoken, and no matter how much he tried to persuade him, nothing would change.

On the bed in the master bedroom upstairs, Fu Yan slowly opened his eyes, which were red and not sleepy at all.

She was awake when Huo Mingzheng came in, and he didn't notice. Does that mean her acting skills have improved to a higher level?

It wasn't until dawn that she forced herself to sleep for a while.

When I drove downstairs, I happened to meet Cao Man who was also going to the company.

Cao Man yelled: "Why do you look so listless? What did you do at night?"

Fu Yan didn't sleep for almost the whole night, and her dull mood did not ease at all. She glanced indifferently at the woman who was gunning for her.

Cao Man prides herself on being smart and quick-witted, and no one in the Sudoku department is her opponent. She didn't expect to be slapped in the face by Fu Yan in public yesterday.

The problem is that she started the competition first, and the feeling was like raising her hand to slap herself.

How embarrassing it is to be embarrassed.

She was originally dissatisfied with Yan taking her business manager position. In addition, Fu Yan was prettier and smarter than her, and he was favored by her male god Fu Hanlin. All these little things combined were enough to make her originally The little jealousy keeps growing.

Fu Yan got into a limited edition Bentley in the underground garage, she still remembered it.

"Manager Fu's nightlife is so rich, why don't you share it with everyone? Don't hide it."

It's not that Fu Yan couldn't hear the dirty words in her words.

As she opened the door and got in, she said casually: "You are so concerned about my nightlife. Come here and I will tell you."

Cao Man made a sound and took a step forward with high heels.

Fu Yan got into the car and lowered the window, "I'm going to dig your ancestral grave."

"Fu Yan, you!"

Cao Man was furious, but Fu Yan stepped on the accelerator and walked away.