Cao Fang passed by the side door of the restaurant, and after returning to the car, he began to pay attention to the path he had just taken.

Sure enough, he saw Fu Yan chasing him out after a while.

He calmly looked away, pretending not to see Fu Yan, took out his cell phone and looked down at it.

He did it on purpose.

Deliberately letting Fu Yan notice him, Fu Yan couldn't have imagined that where he was must be where Mr. Huo was. If she still had Mr. Huo in her heart, she would have remembered that today was Mr. Huo's birthday.

If you are not in Huo Mansion at this time, why are you in this private restaurant?

He was betting that Fu Yan would guess that those dishes were cooked by Mr. Huo.

As Huo Mingzheng's special assistant and having a life-long friendship with Huo Mingzheng, he really didn't want to see Mr. Huo and Miss Fu miss each other like this.

In his opinion, it is not entirely Mr. Huo's fault that the relationship between the two has reached this point.

If Miss Fu could have been firmer and trusted Mr. Huo more, things would not be where they are today.

If Mr. Huo had known from the beginning that Miss Fu only liked him, then the matter between Shen Wei and Li Qin would never have come up between them.

If Miss Fu strengthens their relationship, given Mr. Huo's character, even if he has not yet obtained the inheritance rights of the Romont family, and even if he knows that Mr. Huo will hinder their affairs, he will publicly protect Miss Fu without hesitation.

Is there nothing wrong with Miss Fu?

She did too, she took it for granted and felt that Mr. Huo didn't love her at all.

But is Mr. Huo right?

Wrong. Mr. Huo's mistake was that he didn't have a long mouth and didn't explain anything. Miss Fu could only rely on guessing. She had no trusting feelings. Guessing will only lead to a dead end. No matter what happens next, she will be preconceived.

The two people just didn't trust each other, and the relationship was not strong in the first place. After the impact of the outside world, the relationship fell apart.

He caught a glimpse of Fu Yan chasing him out of the corner of his eye. Miss Fu clearly cared about Mr. Huo so much, and he had no reason to continue to stand by and watch.

Fu Yan, the chef of a private restaurant, gently opened the door and went in.

In fact, she noticed when she went to check out just now that it was lunch time and there were no other customers in the store, which was very unusual.

Until she saw Cao Fang, saw Huo Minzheng's car, and then thought of the food she ate...

How can there be so many coincidences in this world at the same time.

Fu Yan's hand holding the doorknob trembled slightly. When the door was about to open, he held his breath for fear of seeing something.

The kitchen was very quiet, only the sound of gurgling water could be heard. A tall and upright figure stood in front of the sink, washing the back of his hands with water.

Even though he was in the running water, the other party was still extremely vigilant and tightened the faucet before turning around.

Cao Fang has already said hello in advance. This private restaurant will not accept other guests tonight, and the chefs are also on holiday. No one is allowed in the kitchen without his permission.

The footsteps were very light, and the voice should be that of a woman.

Huo Mingzheng turned around, and the coldness in his eyes disappeared when he saw the face of the woman who pushed the door open. The first thing that came to his mind was, has she eaten enough? The second reaction was when she discovered it.

Huo Mingzheng, the boss of Chizha Shopping Mall, has rarely felt at a loss after living for thirty years. Even though there was no panic look on his face, Fu Yan could tell at first glance that he was panicked.

"Who told you?" he asked hoarsely.

Fu Yan said nothing.

His skin was fair, and she could see the redness on the back of his hands at a glance.

She walked over without saying a word, grabbed Huo Mingzheng's hand and pressed it into the sink, turned on the faucet switch, turned the water on to a medium flow rate, and rinsed the red skin on the back of Huo Mingzheng's hand.

Her fingers were delicate and slender, unable to control Huo Mingzheng at all.

However, at this moment, Huo Minzheng was willing to let her catch him.

He lowered his eyes and stared at her profile, quietly without saying a word.

She wore a particularly delicate make-up today. In fact, her facial features are exquisite. If you trace them a little, they will be particularly brilliant, especially those eyes. When she is not talking, it makes people feel as if there are countless stories hidden in her heart.

Huo Mingzheng looked at it and couldn't help but raise his other hand, and lightly touched her face with his fingertips.

"Don't touch it," Fu Yan said angrily.

Huo Minzheng's hand paused, touched it quickly, and then took it back, as if nothing had happened.

"Is the food delicious?"

Fu Yan said something different, "so-so."

"You are so picky, so you won't eat anything." Huo Minzheng exposed her face to face.

Fu Yan saw that the back of his hand was no longer so red, so he threw his hand away, "Are you too busy?"

On her birthday, she went to a private restaurant and used Xiao Xia to lure her there. Just to cook a meal for her, she even burned her hands like this.

"Aren't you agile?"

There was no paper around him. Huo Mingzheng took a look and saw that there was only kitchen paper. He didn't think it was clean, so he let his hands get wet and slowly dried them.

He stared at Fu Yan's face. She looked angry but not angry at all. Especially her last sentence, he didn't know if it was his misunderstanding. It sounded like she was more concerned.

"I just wanted to give you a meal, I didn't mean to lie to you."

Fu Yan pursed his lips, but the expression on his face didn't change much, "You don't have to be like this."

"Will you eat it if I bring you food like Huo Yuanshi did?" Huo Minzheng's words sounded more jealous or aggrieved.

It had been three days. Huo Yuanshi had given Fu Yan food for three days in a row.

Even though Huo Yuanshi knew that he would definitely know, he still did this. In the past, Huo Minzheng really didn't know about this naked provocation. He, his cool and gentle cousin, had no desire to deal with Yan's possessiveness in his bones. No less than him.

Fu Yan was stunned and wanted to ask him how he knew Huo Yuanshi had brought her food. Forget it, he couldn't find out anything anyway.

"Why don't you ask me how I know?" Huo Minzheng robbed her of her mental activities.

"Will you tell me?"

Huo Minzheng raised the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating tone, "You didn't even ask me, how do you know whether I will tell you or not?"

"If you're trying to tell me something, I won't listen to you."

Huo Minzheng took a step forward and held her arm. "I will send someone to monitor him."

"He likes you, and I don't like it."

Fu Yan looked at him and was immediately confused by Huo Mingzheng.

However, Huo Mingzheng didn't tell Fu Yan everything. Now everything was just his guess, guessing that Huo Yuanshi was related to Li Qin's death.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her wearing high heels. She had been running to the municipal government to submit bids all afternoon. He picked Fu Yan up by the waist and placed her on a clean table.

"Huo Mingzheng, what are you doing..."

Fu Yan opened her mouth to resist, but Huo Minzheng had already bent down, took off her left high-heeled shoe and placed it on the ground. He lowered his head and rubbed her ankle gently.

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