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

I don't know why, but after hearing this, Mr. Huo felt an inexplicable discomfort.

But I can't tell why.

Aunt Lin knocked on the door and came in, "Old man, the eldest young master is leaving you to eat here. I'm not sure about your taste, so I want to trouble the housekeeper."

Mr. Huo said, "Butler, go ahead."

The butler hesitated and said, "You have no one around to serve you."

"I'll call you if something happens, go ahead." Mr. Huo glanced at him.

The housekeeper then went to the kitchen with Aunt Lin.

After the door was closed, Mr. Huo looked at Huo Yuan who was drinking tea, "Ah Shi, do you have something to say to me?"

The corner of Huo Yuanshi's mouth curled up slightly, "It's nothing, I just want to ask grandpa how it feels to be in a wheelchair."

His tone was very soft, with a smile on his lips, as if he just said something to him casually, just like talking about the weather today, which was normal.

But the content in this sentence is suffocating and heart-stopping.

"Ah Shi, you..." Mr. Huo didn't know how to answer.

The most important thing is that these words came from Huo Yuanshi.

If it came from Huo Minzheng, at least he wouldn't be so shocked, because Fu Yan is Huo Mingzheng's sweetheart. He has made trouble for Fu Yan time and time again. Huo Minzheng knows it well, and he can accept the cynicism.

But this person is Huo Yuanshi.

He was the heir whom he had cultivated. Although his legs were disabled in the end, Huo Yuanshi had always been respectful and polite to him for so many years.

Huo Yuanshi put down his tea cup. The rain outside gradually became heavier. The extremely fast raindrops hit the ground, stirring up patches of white mist. The light from the bedside lamp formed a stream of light and shadow, which fell on his facial features. Or a face with particularly prominent bones.

Half-conscious and half-ambiguous, instead of the usual gentleness, there was a bit of alarming sternness.

But this stern look was quickly hidden by him very well.

Mr. Huo only took one look and felt that Huo Yuan looked so strange to him.

He chuckled softly, his eyebrows gentle, "Why hasn't Grandpa asked me how it feels to be in a wheelchair after all these years?"

"How could I ask you this question?" Mr. Huo was puzzled.

Huo Yuanshi was more proud than Huo Minzheng at heart.

With disabled legs, few people can cheer up, let alone Huo Yuanshi, who is the proud son of heaven.

What is the difference between asking those questions and being executed in Lingchi?

However, Huo Yuanshi asked: "Do you not have the heart to ask, or are you afraid of being condemned by your conscience?"

Mr. Huo's face turned pale for an instant and he stared at him blankly.

It's not that he still can't calm down after so many years in Vanity Fair, it's actually Huo Yuanshi's legs that have been a thorn in his side for so many years.

He was filled with guilt and guilt.

"Why would Grandpa have such a regretful expression? No one is afraid of death. To make such a decision at a critical moment, I think you have no choice but to do so."

Mr. Huo's eyes suddenly turned red, "So you know everything."

Huo Yuanshi sighed softly, "I only disabled my legs, not my head. Do you think I don't remember or can't tell at that moment whether it was you who caught me or the inertia of the car? "

"Grandpa, I don't blame you."

Mr. Huo's lips trembled, "If you really didn't blame me, why didn't I show my face even once after I was poisoned and paralyzed?"

Huo Yuanshi shook his head, "I don't want to see you because I hate you, but it's not wrong if you understand it that way."

"What do you mean?"

"Because of Yan Yan."

Huo Yuanshi looked directly into his eyes.

The old man's eyes trembled violently. When he looked at Huo Yuan, he said dumbly: "What does it have to do with her?"

"Grandpa is so confused that he forgot about sending mercenaries to Zurich to take Yan Yan's life?"

The old man stared at his face, and of course he didn't forget it.

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Huo Yuanshi said in a gentle tone: "I noticed something was wrong with the tea cake Qice gave you at the first sight."

The old man's eyes suddenly darkened, and his face became paler than before.

He looked at the unfamiliar eldest grandson in front of him and said sternly: "You know clearly, why don't you expose it?"

"You want Yan Yan's life, why should I save you?"

He said it as a matter of course, as if Fu Yan's life was his life, but the life of the old man, his biological grandfather, was not his life.

"Is my life not as important as Fu Yan?" Mr. Huo gritted his teeth, "After all, you still hate me for taking advantage of you, right?"

Huo Yuanshi said calmly: "You are wrong. No one's life is more important to me than hers, including my own."

The shocking words made the old man's face freeze.

"you like her?"

"Yes, I like her, I like her very much."

Huo Yuanshi lowered his eyes and looked at the crystal grape in his hand that Fu Yan had given him before.

The skin was peeled off slowly, the white jade-like fingers and the emerald green grapes were really beautiful.

He put the grapes into his mouth. They were fragrant and sweet.

Mr. Huo never thought that Huo Yuanshi would like Fu Yan.

He was ten years older than Fu Yan. Such an age difference made Fu Yan always look like a child to him.

So when Fu Yan was always by his side, he didn't think much about it.

What he said - I like it very much, I like it very much.

It was more shocking than any expression of his feelings he had ever heard.

"Just because you like her and want to help her out, you don't care about your grandfather's life, right?"

"Grandpa, did you really not understand?" Huo Yuanshi raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Mr. Huo took a deep breath. He had exhausted all his strength in the series of questions and sighed feebly.

He suddenly seemed to have aged many years, "Does A Zheng know?"

Huo Yuanshi took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands and wrapped the peeled grape skin, "Grandpa, do you want to see our brothers fighting each other for rouge?"

"Of course I don't want to." Mr. Huo said with all his strength, "You are all descendants of the Huo family, and I don't want to see you turn against each other over a woman!"

"Then grandpa will persuade Azheng for me to give Yan Yan to me. I will give him everything in the Huo family. I only want Yan Yan."

Mr. Huo didn't even think about it, "He won't agree. In order to pay Yan, he would rather go crazy."

Huo Yuanshi said meaningfully: "I just said it casually, grandpa took it seriously."

"Ah Shi, I was the one who was sorry for you back then, and I have been trying my best to make it up to you these years. I know that you are unwilling to forgive me, but I sincerely advise you not to fight with Azheng."

Although he disagreed with the matter between Huo Mingzheng and Fu Yan, he could only acquiesce to the balance between the safety of the entire Huo family and Fu Yan.

Huo Yuanshi smiled mockingly to himself, "Grandpa is overly worried. What can I give Yan Yan with a body like mine?"

He rang the bedside bell and said to Aunt Lin: "Grandpa said he won't eat here anymore. Please ask the housekeeper to come in."

There were footsteps approaching outside the door, and it was the housekeeper who was back.

Huo Yuanshi said to the old man: "I hope grandpa can remember this sentence. If you dare to do anything to Yan Yan after today, I will personally send you on your way."