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

Fu Yan thought she heard it wrong, but then she heard Huo Minzheng say on the phone: "I can't go back yet. You can go to bed early and don't have to wait for me."

"Okay." Fu Yan already had a definite answer in his heart.

Huo Mingzheng seemed to hesitate for a second, "Good night, Yan Yan."

After hanging up the phone, Huo Mingzheng turned around and walked upstairs. There was a sound of crying all over the Huo Mansion.

Mr. Huo passed away.

The front page of Nancheng's news the next day was Huo Mingzheng's personal obituary.

Fu Yan saw the news when he got up and was in a daze.

Although it was almost certain last night, I still felt a little untrue when I saw this news.

But this discomfort only stayed in her heart for a second.

She entered the Huo family at the age of eight and became a member of the Huo family for sixteen or seventeen years, but Mr. Huo never once treated her as his granddaughter.

The love between grandfather and grandson does not exist in them.

She got up and put on her slippers and saw her clean clothes at the end of the bed.

Recently, Huo Mingzheng matched her outfits for work every day. Every time she came out after washing, he would put all the clothes on the bed, from suits to underwear...

Every pairing accurately hits her aesthetic.

Last night, Huo Minzheng reminded her that she didn't have to wait for him, but subconsciously she still waited for him until eleven o'clock. Later, she fell asleep when she was sleepy, not knowing whether he came back or not.

After Fu Yan washed and dressed, he went downstairs to the restaurant.

Asked Uncle Luo, "Did Mr. Huo come back last night?"

Uncle Luo subconsciously corrected her, "Miss Fu, this is our Mr. Huo."

Fu Yan refuted him in his mind, "It's my Teacher Huo."

Uncle Luo then explained: "Something happened at the Huo Mansion, and Mr. Huo couldn't live without it. He came back in the middle of the night, took a set of clothes and left. He probably didn't want to disturb you when you were sleeping, so he Didn’t let you know.”

Fu Yan swallowed the milk in his mouth.

Came back in the middle of the night...

Why would he come back in person to get a set of clothes? Cao Fang or any bodyguard would do.

He came back after working so hard and left in a hurry, didn't he just want to see her?

Fu Yan felt uncomfortable in every possible way. It would have been better if she hadn't slept so deeply.

She took out her mobile phone and wanted to call him, but she thought that the obituary was published at this time, so he must be very busy.

She put the phone back again.

But the next second, she picked up her phone again and sent him a WeChat message.

"Call me when you have time."

Mingyu Mansion was not close to where Fu Yan worked, but fortunately, most of the journey was smooth. It only took half an hour for Fu Yan to get to the downstairs of the company.

As soon as she entered the office, her cell phone rang.

When she saw the caller ID, she was stunned for a moment and quickly picked up the call.

"Rouge..."

"Why are you free at this time?"

The two voices sounded at the same time.

Fu Yan pursed his lips. His voice was a little hoarse, due to exhaustion from not sleeping all night.

Huo Minzheng was standing in the pavilion with a burning cigarette between his fingers. The moment he heard Fu Yan's voice, the coldness between his brows dissipated.

He whispered: "I'm not busy now."

Fu Yan knew that he didn't want her to feel burdened. He was the head of the family, how could he not be busy?

"Why didn't you wake me up when you went back in the middle of the night?"

Huo Minzheng took a puff of cigarette, thinking of returning to Mingyu Mansion in the middle of the night. She fell asleep deeply, her nightgown unknowingly ran to her waist, her aqua blue pants were looming, and her long legs were bent, dazzlingly white. .

He didn't wake her up, but just sat by the bed and looked at her for a while, then lowered his head and kissed her. He didn't want to wake her up, so he didn't dare to kiss her deeply, so he could only taste it briefly.

Finally, I adjusted her nightgown, covered her with a thin blanket and left.

He chuckled, "You sleep like a little pig, and you won't wake up even if I tell you."

"Did you secretly kiss me?" Fu Yan suddenly changed the subject.

Huo Minzheng paused with the hand holding the cigarette, and the ashes dispersed.

After only a moment's pause, Fu Yan guessed it right, "It turns out that Teacher Huo also feels guilty."

Not far away were people coming and going. Huo Mingzheng was sitting in the pavilion where Fu Yan once did his homework. Only now did he realize that this was really a rare quiet and clean place in Huo Mansion.

He knew she said these words to make him feel more at ease.

But she didn't know that all his negative emotions were released the moment he saw her message, let alone heard her voice.

She was his natural antidote.

He chuckled in a low voice, "A scholar is not a thief."

"what is that?"

"It is a fair use of my legitimate rights and interests."

Facing his shamelessness, Fu Yan was still not immune, "We are not legal yet!"

Huo Minzheng hummed, his voice was low, and every word was pious, "Sooner or later, you are mine, I just use it in advance."

Fu Yan didn't know Huo Minzheng's regret at this moment.

She sat in a separate office, blushing, "Go and do your work."

"You sent me a message. Do you have something to say to me?"

Fu Yan pursed her lips and looked at her face in the mirror on the table, which was as red as a peach blossom.

"Second brother." She whispered two words.

She heard the man's voice lower, and he asked her hoarsely, "What's your name?"

Fu Yan's face turned red.

She couldn't even say these two words, no matter how Huo Minzheng tormented her in various ways on the bed.

She was no longer a member of the Huo family, so how could she continue to call him the same name as before.

But at this moment, she felt sorry for him and for Huo Minzheng who came home in the middle of the night and didn't wake her up.

Face and persistence are not worth mentioning in front of him.

Whatever he liked, she would just say it to coax him.

"Second brother."

Even her ears turned red in the mirror.

She closed her eyes and called out again, "Second brother."

The naturally soft and charming voice suddenly called into Huo Mingzheng's heart.

He smiled contentedly, "Do you feel sorry for me?"

Fu Yan took a breath and said, "I'm hanging up the phone!"

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Huo Minzheng's mind pictured her getting so angry that she almost stamped her feet, and her eyes were a little gentler.

He opened WeChat, clicked on her chat box at the top, and typed: I'm in a good mood now, Yan Yan.

After putting out the cigarette, Huo Minzheng went back to the path.

I heard two servants whispering quietly over there.

"I'm getting married next month. I heard that if there is a funeral in the Huo family, is it true that you can't get married within two years? What should I do? I have sent out all the invitations."

"It's true, but it's for the Huo family. We're just working part-time. It won't affect us. Your wedding can go on as normal."

The servant breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Huo Minzheng walked away with long legs, the coldness between his brows getting a little deeper.

You cannot marry within two years.