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

It's not that Fu Yan has never heard others compliment her on her beauty. In fact, she has heard it so many times since she was a child that she has become immune to it.

However, Huo Minzheng's straightforward words made her blush.

"You must have lost your head." Fu Yan snatched the suitcase from his hand and slammed the door.

When Butler Luo came upstairs, he happened to see Mr. Huo being blocked behind the door. He was embarrassed and stood alone in the corridor. He looked as pitiful as he could.

This misunderstanding is huge!

"Mr. Huo, I really didn't know that book belonged to Miss Fu. Your bookshelf is full of financial and military books. It took me a long time to find that book, but I didn't expect it to belong to Miss Fu."

He looked at the closed door, sighed, and gritted his teeth, "Let me explain it to you."

"no need."

Mr. Huo, who was standing at the door looking "poor", finally spoke.

Butler Luo was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Mr. Huo's back looked quite pitiful, but his expression was not pitiful at all. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his eyebrows were gentle, which made him tremble with fear.

When Huo Minzheng went downstairs to the study, he quickly took out his mobile phone and called Qin Heng.

After recounting what had just happened, Butler Luo asked worriedly: "Dr. Qin, do you think Mr. Huo's condition has worsened?"

Otherwise, how could he still laugh after being turned away by Miss Fu and getting frustrated again?

After a long while, Qin Heng said with disgust on the other end of the phone: "Uncle Luo, you think too much, he is cheap."

Huo Minzheng's cell phone rang on his desk.

He glanced at the caller ID and swiped the screen to answer.

"Mr. Huo is very proud of the spring breeze." Qin Heng's strange voice came on the other end of the phone.

Huo Minzheng didn't argue with him. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, raised his head slightly, and touched the faded "cow" window grilles on the glass with his fingers, "Uncle Luo told you?"

The reason why I didn't guess it was Cao Fang was because Cao Fang was betrayed by Qin Heng once before and never told Qin Heng about these things again. No matter how Qin Heng talked, he couldn't pry his mouth.

Qin Heng thought of Cao Fang being punished by Huo Ming to stand at the front desk, and was afraid that no one would share gossip with him in the future. He immediately spoke for Uncle Luo: "Uncle Luo cares about you, so don't be ignorant of good and bad."

"I didn't say anything."

Qin Heng exclaimed: "It seems that he is in a really good mood."

Huo Minzheng ignored his teasing, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "It's just the right time for you to call me and ask you something."

The dignified Mr. Huo actually wanted to ask him something. Qin Heng was so curious, "Tell me."

"Ever heard of a human skin mask?"

Qin Heng on the other end of the phone frowned, pondered for a few seconds, and said, "I've heard of it, but this technology is quite difficult. I haven't heard of anyone using it in real life without being noticed. What's wrong?"

Huo Mingzheng briefly talked about the surveillance in the corridor of Fu Yan's house and the fact that the resident on the [-]st floor appeared in the community last night and was photographed by the surveillance camera despite being dead for many days.

Although Huo Mingzheng spoke very concisely, the few words contained key information.

At noon, Qin Heng was sitting in the office and felt a chill running down his spine, as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind.

He immediately stood up from his seat, strode to the door and opened the office door. The nurse's voice could be heard faintly in the corridor.

With his popularity, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Is it so scary?"

Huo Ming Zheng said: "I suspect that the other party used a human skin mask to quietly enter and leave the community in the past few days without being discovered."

Qin Heng took a breath. If this was really the case, the ability of the person behind the scenes would be too terrifying and all-pervasive.

"I want you to find out who are the people in the world today who know this technology."

Qin Heng simply agreed, "No problem, just give me some time."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Heng rubbed his arms. There was not enough sunlight in his office at this time. Recalling what Huo Mingzheng said on the phone, he suddenly felt eerie and hurriedly walked out of the office and went to the other side of the corridor. Light a cigarette to calm down.

Suddenly a strange voice came, "Dean Qin really has double standards. He enjoys smoking, but he prohibits others from smoking."

Listening to this voice, Qin Heng's heart that was still frightened just now suddenly stopped being afraid. He turned back to look at Ji Qing. She was wearing a softer blue color today and she looked pretty good.

"What's uncomfortable?"

"Can you expect anything good from me?" Ji Qing asked him.

Only then did Qin Heng see the medicine in her hand. He narrowed his eyes slightly. It was antihypertensive medicine that her father took.

"Come with uncle for a review?"

Ji Qing hummed, "The doctor has given us a green channel. I heard it was your wish. Thank you."

Qin Heng used the action of stubbing out the cigarette butts to look down at his hands, "As an old classmate, I can still give you this benefit."

"In this case, I will reciprocate the courtesy."

Qin Heng was stunned for a moment and looked at Ji Qing opposite him. There was sunlight behind him. His heart seemed to be wrapped in sunlight, injected with different energy, and suddenly jumped quickly.

Ji Qing said with a smile: "My mother said to invite you to my house for dinner before, but because our Ji Lin is not in a good mood, she put it aside for the time being. I wonder if Dean Qin can treat me to a meal tomorrow night?"

There is so much information in this sentence.

Qin Heng agreed first and said, "Ji Lin is open?"

Otherwise, how could the Ji family be in the mood to entertain him?

Ji Qing sighed and said lazily: "I've thought about going to Zurich to study finance and then go home to inherit the throne. He has a good mind and must have learned well. I'm afraid I'm about to lose my job."

Qin Heng opened his mouth to say something, but when he looked up, he saw Ji Qing's little puppy assistant, the "annoying spirit", accompanying Ji's father downstairs.

……

The midday sun fell in the flower room, and Huo Yuanshi was sitting in a wheelchair, pruning the remaining branches in the flower pot.

Not far away, Aji came over with a cup of green tea and placed the tea cup on the long table in the middle of the flower room. "Mr. Huo, just leave these tasks to them."

"They were so clumsy that they inevitably made some mistakes and damaged my flowers."

Aji knew that Mr. Huo's flowers were very expensive. They were flown back from abroad. They were well cultivated in the UK. They almost wilted when they were first brought back. However, they recovered under Mr. Huo's careful care.

Huo Yuanshi put down the scissors in his hand, wiped his hands repeatedly with a warm towel, and then picked up the cup of green tea on the table.

Lifting the lid of the cup and whisking the tea leaves.

Aji arranged his tools and said with his back to Huo Yuan, "Mr. Huo, Miss Yan Yan has moved into a famous residence in Jinling."

Huo Yuanshi seemed not to be affected at all and continued to drink tea, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

——A Zheng, do you like this belated birthday gift?