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

The Lomont family...

After Fu Hanlin hung up the phone, he thoughtfully recalled what his friend said.

When the cigarette burned to the end and the ashes burned his fingers, Fu Hanlin came to his senses, pinched out the cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and then ordered someone to drive to a certain residential area.

The environment of this residential area is very good, and the people living around it have been investigated in advance. Therefore, after Ji Lin helped Fu Yan escape from Nancheng, he felt safe to settle Song Qingshuang here.

It is afternoon time in Lyon, and Fu Hanlin's car is parked near the green belt of the residential area, outside the house where Song Qingshuang lives.

He could probably guess Song Qingshuang's plan to stay in Lyon.

At that time, Fu Yan stayed in Nancheng to wait for Ji Lin to wake up. She didn't want to return to Nancheng and cause trouble to Fu Yan, so she stayed in Lyon to live alone and find a job.

Fu Hanlin has always been very tolerant of people who know their mistakes and can correct them, not to mention Fu Yan's mother.

He got out of the car, walked to the closed house, and stuffed an envelope into the mailbox with a wad of money inside.

Just as he turned to leave, the door of the house suddenly opened from the inside, and it was Song Qingshuang who was about to go out to throw away the garbage.

She paused and looked at the tall and handsome man standing at the door of her house. She was stunned for a while, "Mr. Fu?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Fu Hanlin's eyes, but soon the unnatural look disappeared.

He asked in a calm tone: "Not at work?"

Different from when she was in Nancheng before, Song Qingshuang is no longer full of jewels and jewels. Although the clothes she wears are good, the overall look is very simple and elegant. Without those embellishments, she and Fu Yan, mother and daughter, still have some resemblance.

"I'm off today." Song Qingshuang recovered from the initial shock.

She would never have imagined that she would meet Fu Hanlin in a foreign country.

"Are you coming to Lyon on business?"

Fu Hanlin smiled, "Well, I'm on a business trip and stopped by to see how you are doing."

Song Qingshuang is not stupid. The place where she lives is far away from the business center. There are no high-end hotels nearby. Fu Hanlin can't come here no matter how he goes.

It was not convenient for her to expose what she knew well, but her affection for Fu Hanlin deepened in her heart.

If Yan Yan had followed him back then...

I really can't think about these things, and I feel heartbroken when I think about them.

She quickly threw the garbage into the trash can, then opened the door and asked Fu Hanlin to come in.

Song Qingshuang has lived as a wealthy wife for more than ten years, and she has always been taken care of in her daily life. Before she lived here, Ji Lin found a caregiver for her, but she later fired her. Over the past few months, she also learned to take care of herself. , the house is quite tidy.

She asked Fu Hanlin to sit down, turned around, made a cup of black tea and placed it in front of him, "Does Yan Yan know you are coming?"

Fu Hanlin took the teacup with both hands, "She doesn't know, you don't have to mention it to her."

He took a sip of tea and put his tea cup down while scanning the boxes on the coffee table.

Song Qingshuang hurriedly put away the boxes and stuffed them into the drawer. She laughed twice and said, "It's so messy, I'm sorry."

Fu Hanlin saw it right, it was a medicine box, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Seeing that she was seen through, Song Qingshuang also knew that she couldn't hide it, "I have a long-standing problem with not sleeping well. I just need to take some medicine. Don't tell Yan Yan that I was the one who dragged her down in the past, causing her to be trapped in Huo Huo because of me. Home, as a mother, I can’t help with anything, and I don’t want to cause any more trouble to her.”

Fu Hanlin hummed, "You still remember my phone number, please contact me anytime if you need anything."

Song Qingshuang nodded, but didn't take it seriously. Fu Yan specifically returned the money Fu Hanlin left for her. Her position was already clear. How could she have the nerve to trouble Fu Hanlin.

Fu Hanlin sat in the room for a while, then got up and left.

After seeing him off, Song Qingshuang turned around and saw the money in the mailbox. She took the envelope and chased him out. Fu Hanlin's car had already driven away.

She quickly entered the room and called Fu Hanlin.

"Mr. Fu, I can't take your money."

Putting aside her awakening conscience, if Fu Yan found out, he would definitely scold her.

Fu Hanlin said lightly: "I feel guilty towards her, so just take it as a token of my gratitude and you must accept it."

It was him who failed to protect Fu Yan and her child. The money was simply insignificant and was just an excuse for him to tell Song Qingshuang.

……

South City.

When Fu Yan woke up, he found that Huo Minzheng was no longer in bed.

Huo Mingzheng had asked her before if she wanted to move to the second floor to live with him. She refused, but the result of the refusal was that Huo Mingzheng unilaterally moved from the second floor to the third floor.

Including last night, it has been two nights.

Although his daily necessities are all on the second floor, and there are no changes in this room, it is still the same as when she first moved in, but every corner of the room seems to have traces of Huo Mingzheng.

For example, sofas, beauty couches in front of floor-to-ceiling windows, behind doors, bathtubs, sinks...

Fu Yan felt flushed in broad daylight as he recalled those scenes.

She must have been in the room where Huo Mingzheng had been, and was stunned by his aura.

It's so... annoying.

She quickly got up and went into the bathroom to wash up. The electric toothbrush had already been squeezed with toothpaste. She didn't need to guess that it was him.

Fu Yan looked at her rosy self in the mirror and remembered that in bed last night, Huo Minzheng bit her ear and said she was a peach blossom with a human face.

Crazy, Fu Yan felt that he was really crazy.

She hurriedly washed up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and opened the curtains. From this direction, she could just see the front courtyard of the manor.

A white car was parked there.

Huo Mingzheng's cars are all dark-colored, and Huo Mangguan's cars are also dark-colored.

And her white Volkswagen was parked in the underground garage by Cao Yuan.

Qin Heng's car is not this color either.

Huo Minzheng didn't have many friends, and even fewer personal friends. Very few people would come to his manor.

When she went downstairs, Uncle Luo seemed to be seizing the time to bring breakfast up.

"Thank you, Uncle Luo, how did you know I got up?" Fu Yan asked him in surprise.

Uncle Luo smiled and said, "Mr. Huo said that you will wake up around this time and asked me to bring you breakfast at that time."

Then, he added: "Mr. Huo made your breakfast."

Fu Yan took a bite of the poached egg, which was sour. Huo Mingzheng knew her taste best.

In her peripheral vision, she saw Uncle Luo with an aunty smile on his face. Fu Yan almost choked, she cleared her throat and asked casually: "Uncle Luo, is anyone at home here?"

Uncle Luo heard her unconsciously say the word "home" and felt happy for Mr. Huo from the bottom of his heart.

He glanced at the vestibule and said, "It's Dr. Xiao Ai here. He is treating Mr. Huo in the study upstairs."

Xiao Ai.

Fu Yan's hand holding the fork paused. She had forgotten about the psychiatrist who had made an appointment to treat Huo Mingzheng.