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

It was a photo of Fu Yan, when he was in high school, hanging out with Ji Lin and his classmates, losing in a game, and being tricked into looking ugly.

Only then did she remember that this photo album belonged to Ji Lin, and there were many shots of her in it.

And Huo Minzheng had the advantage of having long hands, so she couldn't grab the photo album no matter what.

Seeing her nervous look, Huo Minzheng became even more curious about what the photo was.

Just when he raised his eyes, Fu Yan, who couldn't break free, couldn't think of any better way. With an idea, he stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, "Are you still watching?"

Huo Minzheng's muscles all over his body were slightly stiff.

The woman's voice was thin and soft, with a hint of anger and embarrassment. It didn't have the slightest intimidation, but it felt like a cat's claws scratching her.

Her soft little hands covered his eyelids, and Huo Minzheng's even breathing became erratic.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, and Huo Minzheng said in a hoarse voice, "I haven't seen it clearly yet."

"There's nothing interesting to see." Fu Yan covered his eyes with one hand and tried to get the photo album with the other hand.

However, Huo Mingzheng quickly hid the photo album behind his back. His hand clasped Fu Yan's wrist accurately, and his fingers circled gently so as not to hurt her. "You don't want me to see it?"

He did not grab Fu Yan's hand that covered his eyes. As he spoke, his eyelashes lightly brushed the tender flesh of her palm.

Fu Yan immediately took his hand back and let it hang by his side. He clenched his fingers tightly and his chest heaved. He didn't know whether he was angry because Huo Mingzheng was acting rogue or because of the slight itch that had just touched his palm.

She glared at him annoyedly, "There's nothing to see, why don't you go back?"

Huo Mingzheng suppressed the smile in his eyes, hummed, stood up, and said, "Let's go, take my car?"

"I didn't drink. I drove it myself." Fu Yan turned around and left.

Huo Minzheng looked at her back as she walked out quickly out of fear that he would force her to sit in the same car with him, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

He stopped taking a step forward, turned around, picked up the photo album again, and turned to the previous page, which was the photo that Fu Yan didn't let him see.

Fu Yan, a teenager, had two braids tied up, her lips were deliberately thickly painted with lipstick, and her eyebrows were drawn black and thick. She pursed her lips and looked reluctantly at the camera. Not only did she not feel ugly at all, , but I feel naive and indescribably cute.

Ji's father took this photo album out of the drawer just to tell him that Fu Yan and Ji Lin were childhood sweethearts and that they had been a good match since childhood.

He said he didn't believe it. Ji's father, who was drunk, easily fell into his trap and had to find the photo and show it to him.

There were indeed many group photos of Ji Lin and Fu Yan, as well as some solo photos of Fu Yan, which he had never seen before.

"Huo Mingzheng!"

After taking two steps, Fu Yan suddenly turned around and looked at the man who said he was leaving a second ago, but opened a photo album this second with a smile on his lips.

Huo Mingzheng immediately closed the photo album, and when he saw her angry face, he felt soft in his heart and said, "I won't look at it anymore."

"You've already seen it." Fu Yan really hated how he had been deceived by him. He was a profiteer with many evil intentions.

The man walked up to her and looked at her, "Mr. Ji said that you and Ji Lin's childhood sweethearts have been a good match since childhood. I'm curious to see how good a match they are."

Fu Yan mentally held her forehead up, knowing that Uncle Ji must have started talking nonsense again when he was drunk. Fortunately, she didn't listen to the scene, otherwise she wouldn't know how he would have died.

Uncle Ji had indeed brought her and Ji Lin together before, but Ji Lin blocked her back by saying, "Dad, can you and my uncle have a relationship?"

It is also impossible for her and Ji Lin. She and Ji Lin are not so locked in gender in each other's eyes, but Ji Lin can be a boy or a girl in her eyes.

"Now that you've seen it, do you think it's a good match?" Fu Yan asked him.

Huo Minzheng chuckled in his throat, "Do you want to tell the truth or a lie?"

I also learned to take detours.

Fu Yan didn't want to take advantage of him. When she thought of his recent changes, she couldn't help but make guesses to stop him from saying anything: "You want me to be more suitable for you, don't you?"

Huo Minzheng also drank a lot tonight. Although he didn't drink much, his eyes seemed to be stained with a touch of pink. When he smiled, he looked like a monster who had fallen into the mortal world. "So that's what you think."

Fu Yan: "...boring!"

Fu Yan turned around and strode out. Huo Minzheng called her from behind: "Yan Yan."

Fu Yan ignored him and walked straight towards the parking lot in the yard. Huo Minzheng followed her in stride, held her arm and said, "Wait for me."

Huo Mingzheng specifically told everyone in the Ji family not to see him off. At this moment, except for a few servants who were cleaning up the house, there was no one else.

"Huo Mingzheng, are you drunk?" Fu Yan couldn't shake his hand away. Huo Mingzheng tonight was very different from the previous few days.

He seems to be more clingy, his eyes are sticky when he speaks, and his words are even more... Why is he so shameless?

Huo Minzheng put his fingers on his forehead, "Old wine has great staying power."

Fu Yan wanted to say that he was the only one who could show off his talent and drink to Uncle Ji one cup at a time.

Just because of Uncle Ji's words, he will check her in the future to see how good her future partner is at drinking and whether he can pass his test.

Does he just keep drinking?

He also drank five more drinks than Uncle Ji.

It's crazy.

Fu Yan came to the place where she originally parked her car, but found that her car was missing. She subconsciously touched her coat pocket, and sure enough, the car key was missing.

Huo Mingzheng followed her, "Cao Fang said it's time for your car to have its oil changed. Ask Cao Yuan to help you drive away."

If you don't change the engine oil, you won't change it sooner or later, but this is the time to change it.

If Fu Yan couldn't figure out that this was Huo Mingzheng's trick, she would be in vain.

However, she looked at Huo Mingzheng who was really drunk, pursed her lips, and walked towards his car.

Huo Minzheng followed and sat in.

Cao Fang had the foresight to raise the interior fender of the car to give Mr. Huo and Miss Fu space.

The car drove away from the Ji family villa and headed towards the famous residence in Jinling.

Fu Yan kept looking out of the car window, while Huo Minzheng leaned on the back of the seat and pulled off his tie after getting in the car, unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, and then lowered the window.

"Rouge."

Fu Yan looked back at him. Huo Minzheng sat up at some point and was very close to her, so close that he could touch her just by leaning forward a little.

The smell of alcohol on his body had been blown away by the wind, but some of it still lingered in his nose, rushing towards her with aggression as if it had life force.

Fu Yan subconsciously wanted to step back, but found that she had stuck to the corner after getting in the car, with nowhere to go. She stared into Huo Mingzheng's eyes.

The man's eyes seemed to have hidden flames, and they were revealed in this confined space, making her heart beat faster.

"you……"

Before she could finish her question, Huo Minzheng interrupted her, "Yan Yan, why don't you ask me what those three words said at the dinner table mean?"