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

Fu Yan took a shower and lay on the sofa. He took out his mobile phone and searched for Dr. Cheng.

There was a variety show playing on the TV. After she closed the search interface, she clicked on WeChat.

She knew Xiaoxia's salary level very well, and her life circle was quite simple. Except for being deceived by Chen Shu before, her friends' backgrounds were all simple.

Even if she hired Dr. Cheng by chance, Xiaoxia's consumption at the teahouse exceeded her normal salary.

She knew that Xiaoxia was not the kind of person who spent money randomly.

They can be counted on one hand in Nancheng who care so much about her health.

Ji Lin won't hide it from her, and Ji Lin's current mood has no time to take care of it.

If it was Dr. Cheng that Fu Hanlin found, he wouldn't team up with Xiao Xia to hide it from her.

The only possibility is...

Fu Yan's gaze paused, and his fingertips landed on the portrait of a rose.

Her eyes didn't move away for a long time, and her fingertips didn't make any movement. She just sat on the sofa, looking at the avatar, with countless emotions surging in her heart, and her eye circles turned red inch by inch.

……

In the study room of Jinling's famous residence, Cao Fang placed several documents on the desk.

It is an urgent document.

Huo Mingzheng opened the study door after taking a shower. The silver-gray nightgown made the man's body extra slender. He fiddled with his undried short hair with one hand and swiped the screen of his phone with the other hand.

A WeChat message popped up.

The avatar on top is a slender white hand holding a bouquet of roses.

At this moment, an unread message is displayed on the avatar.

Huo Minzheng fiddled with his short hair for a moment, then a gleam flashed in his eyes. He realized something and opened the dialog box.

Cao Fang was sorting out the old materials on his desk. Some of them were useless. He threw them into the shredder. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Huo Mingzheng standing motionless next to the bookshelf. He took advantage of the opportunity to look back.

Huo Mingzheng was seen holding his mobile phone and staring at the screen. His thin lips curled up slightly, and a very shallow laugh escaped from his throat.

Visible mood relief.

Cao Fang was stunned.

Huo Minzheng has always been a person who likes things in a secretive manner. Even if he smiles, his emotions are very light.

He had never seen Mr. Huo smile so openly.

No, it can't be said that it has never happened before. Before there was any conflict with Miss Fu, Mr. Huo would often feel happy after getting back to the car or hanging up the phone with Miss Fu. .

No need to guess, Mr. Huo must be looking at something related to Miss Fu.

But what is it that makes Mr. Huo so happy?

However, the next second, he heard Huo Minzheng's cell phone ding, which seemed to be a WeChat notification tone.

Huo Minzheng's face suddenly darkened, and even the breath around him became cold.

Cao Fang didn't know why and didn't dare to ask. After packing up his things, he went out and closed the door of the study.

Huo Mingzheng looked at the two messages in the dialog box.

One was from two minutes ago: [Thank you. 】

The moment he saw these two words, he already knew that Fu Yan had guessed it and she would take the initiative to say thank you to him, indicating that she was not angry.

But when he saw another message, he thought she might as well be angry.

Huo Minzheng took a breath and felt the pain in his heart and lungs for the first time.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with long legs, opened the dialing interface on his mobile phone, and directly dialed the eleven numbers he knew by heart.

The phone rang three times and the other party picked up.

"Why transfer money to me?" Huo Minzheng got straight to the point.

A woman's clear voice came from the other end of the phone, "I spent a lot of money. The consultation fee for Dr. Cheng's home diagnosis is two thousand."

"Did I ask you for it?"

"You didn't ask me for it, so I should have given it to you proactively. There's no need for you to spend this unjust money if you're not a relative."

Huo Minzheng put one hand on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, as if this would relieve the swelling heat in his chest. Facts have proved that Fu Yan can stab him to death with just one sentence, and everything he does is in vain.

He finally gave in halfway and sighed, with a coaxing tone in his voice, "Yanyan, take the money back."

Fu Yan didn't agree and hung up the phone directly.

Huo Minzheng listened to the busy signal from his mobile phone and smiled helplessly.

In the past, he always wanted to cure her bad temper, but how could he dare to cure her now?

He let go of his hand on the glass, straightened up, turned around and threw the phone on the desk. He picked up the lighter and cigarette case on the table and knocked one out.

The smoke blew against the glass. He raised his head slightly and looked at the window grilles that were close at hand and had been faded by the sun.

Fu Yan cut the ‘cow’.

At first, I just put it on casually without applying a lot of glue, but after being exposed to the sun, the window grille seemed to be integrated with the glass and could no longer be removed.

If you tear it hard, it will only destroy it.

It wasn't until late at night that Huo Mingzheng finished processing several urgent documents in his hand.

There was a knock on the door, and Huo Minzheng said coldly: "Come in."

The person who entered was Cao Yuan. As soon as he entered, Huo Minzheng smelled the smell of fireworks. Although he had taken off his coat before entering, the smell probably remained even after taking a shower.

Huo Minzheng frowned slightly, "Where are you coming from?"

Cao Yuan has been with Huo Mingzheng for many years and knows Huo Mingzheng's temper very well. Although his emotional intelligence is not as good as Cao Fang's, he can still tell that Huo Mingzheng is not in a good mood tonight.

In addition, when he went upstairs just now, his brother reminded him not to ask Mr. Huo for anything.

He said without changing his face: "It's time to have barbecue."

Huo Mingzheng was stunned for a moment, and then thought that he went to the porridge shop in the night market to pack Cantonese porridge, and he was also tainted with the smell of fireworks. There was no reason to blame Cao Yuan.

He leaned back on the chair and lit a cigarette. Cao Yuan looked at the ashtray and saw several cigarette butts.

"Xiao Xia said that Miss Fu will go to her hometown welfare home tomorrow."

Finally, he added, "The news is reliable."

Huo Mingzheng's hand stopped, and the next second he stubbed out his cigarette, stood up, picked up the phone on the table, opened WeChat, and took away the money transferred from Fu Yan.

"Ask your brother to prepare some gifts for the children, just say it's what Sister Yan Yan means."

Although Cao Yuan didn't know what the relationship between buying gifts and Fu Yan was, he still nodded and took note of it.

Huo Mingzheng walked out of the study, and he followed him out. He saw Huo Mingzheng walking towards the master bedroom, pushing the door open, and the next second, the door was closed.

Cao Yuan went downstairs but didn't see Cao Fang. He asked the servant who had not rested yet, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Cao Fang was cooking a midnight snack, "Just wait, it will be ready soon."

"I have already eaten."

Cao Fang turned around and said in disbelief, "Have you eaten?"

Cao Yuan was used to eating what he cooked, so even if he bought these late-night snacks, he would still prepare them.

Almost never solved it on my own.

Cao Yuan confessed: "We had barbecue with Xiaoxia."

Cao Fang held the cold ingredients in his hands, and his heart felt cold.

It's really a bad choice for my younger brother.