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

The Huo family has its own cemetery in the Nanshan area.

Mr. Huo died at the age of eighty-two. In the eyes of outsiders, he was blessed with a long life, a good death, and a long line of descendants. This funeral was a happy one.

There were many people who came to express their condolences, but the weather was bad, and the black umbrellas spread out in a row. Looking down from a high altitude, it looked like a huge black curtain was covering Nanshan to the south.

Huo Yuanshi was the eldest grandson, but because of his inconvenient legs and feet, all matters were left to the head of the family, Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Mingzheng walked in front holding the old man's urn, followed by a group of descendants of the Huo family, the fourth son and daughter-in-law of the Huo family, and then the grandchildren of the Huo family, Huo Yuanshi, Huo Jingshu, and the third master Huo who has been in the military area all year round. A pair of twins living in the compound.

The whole process is not too complicated.

Bunches of chrysanthemums were placed one after another on the black tombstone.

Suddenly, the crowd started to disperse from the back to both sides, and the "curtain" that was originally connected by big black umbrellas seemed to be split from the middle and split to both sides.

Several blond men walked over from behind the crowd. The one walking at the front and center was a middle-aged man with brown hair and green eyes and a good temperament.

Subdued exchanges gradually came from the crowd, everyone was guessing who the visitor was. Why did they arrive so late, but the Huo family was so polite to them?

In Nancheng, and even in the whole country, there are only a handful of such figures.

Until someone saw the badge that the middle-aged man wore on his chest, which looked like a family crest.

A badge the size of an adult man's thumb, with dark lines on a black background, like flowers blooming in the dark night, with a capital letter "R" in the middle.

Someone in the crowd took a breath, and the shock was palpable!

"They are from the Romont family!"

"The Lomont family?"

"It's a mysterious big family in Europe. The people in this family are very low-key. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. But you should know the two companies Degarro and Melton Energy, right?"

The people present were all well-known figures in Nancheng and surrounding cities. Even if they had never heard of the Romont family, they definitely knew about the two companies that ranked among the top ten among the Fortune 500 companies.

The man looked shocked, "Is it all the property of the Romont family?"

"Exactly."

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them looked at the middle-aged man with brown hair and blue eyes. If he was a member of the Romont family, who was he?

Cheng Weijin glanced at Huo Mingzheng, and her eyes told him that she didn't know anyone from the Luo Monte family would come today, let alone this person.

Huo Minzheng quietly looked away, looked at the man with brown hair and green eyes, and greeted him in French with a cold voice, "Uncle."

This man is Huo Mingzheng's mother's half-brother, the eldest son of the Romont family, and the deceased Simon's eldest brother, Claude Romont.

"Chengqi, Mingzheng, Xibo, I'm sorry, I came in a hurry and didn't tell you in advance." Kland said gently.

The Hippo he was talking about was Cheng Weijin’s real name, Hippo Romonte.

His character is completely opposite to Simon's. He is gentle by nature and doesn't like to fight. When Huo Mingzheng's grandfather wanted to hand over the Romont family to him, he refused. He would rather grow flowers in the garden, train dogs, or Traveling around the world, I don’t want to be entangled in family affairs.

That's why Huo Mingzheng's grandfather took the initiative to re-select his successor.

Finally, Huo Mingzheng was chosen.

Although Cheng Weijin had left the Romont family for many years, she was still very friendly to this eldest brother. Huo Chengqi also knew this. He walked over and said, "Brother came all the way to see my father off. It was a hard journey, so there is no need to say sorry."

Klande sighed and patted his shoulder, "I came to Nancheng last year, and the old man was still in good health. I didn't expect it to be so sudden."

He looked at Huo Mingzheng and said, "Mingzheng has been working hard these days."

Kland placed a bouquet of flowers on the tombstone.

Huo Mingzheng wanted to keep him in Nancheng for two days. He waved his hand to Huo Mingzheng and smiled slightly at Cheng Weijin, "I was traveling recently and heard the bad news about the old man. I took this trip for my father. After that, I have to continue my journey. I won’t stay in Nancheng.”

"Ming Zheng, see you in Zurich in a while." Kland patted Huo Mingzheng's arm.

Huo Minzheng nodded slightly, "I'll send someone to see my uncle off."

Klande raised his hand and said, "You still have so many things to do, so you don't need to worry about me. You don't have to be so polite to your uncle. I'm leaving."

He smiled slightly and glanced at Huo Yuanshi in the wheelchair.

Clandromont's sudden appearance at the funeral caused quite a stir, but soon the storm dissipated after everyone left the cemetery one after another.

The Huo Mansion was busy until the afternoon.

"Dad, where is my mother?" Huo Minzheng walked up to Huo Chengqi.

Huo Chengqi drank tea and said, "Talk to your third aunt. Do you want to see her if you have anything to do?"

Huo Minzheng adjusted the buttons on his cuffs, "It's okay, just tell her I'm leaving."

"Why is it so urgent that you don't even have time to tell your mother in person?"

He glanced at Huo Minzheng quietly, then suddenly frowned, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and said, "Go back and cook?"

Huo Mingzheng said without changing his expression, "Yeah."

Huo Chengqi looked at his leaving back and took a sip of the already cold tea. It was obviously summer in Nancheng, but after drinking this sip of tea, he still felt a chill in his heart.

He muttered: "I haven't even eaten the rice you cooked."

Uncle Luo knew in advance that Huo Minzheng was coming back, but he didn't expect that when he came back, he went upstairs to take a shower and put on clean home clothes, and then went to the kitchen.

"Mr. Huo is obsessed with cooking?" Uncle Luo looked at Cao Fang.

Cao Fang raised his eyebrows and said, "No, Mr. Huo will go back to the company to work in a few days. He probably wants to take advantage of this break to cook Miss Fu's favorite dishes a few more times."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Fang caught a glimpse of a car driving in from the corner of his eye.

Although there was a distance, he took a closer look and recognized Fu Yan's car.

"Why are you back, Miss Fu?"

Uncle Luo glanced at the time, it was only five o'clock, and Miss Fu hadn't gotten off work yet.

Fu Yan got out of the car and saw Cao Fang and Uncle Luo under the porch, and guessed that Huo Mingzheng was back.

She quickly stopped Cao Fang, "Don't tell him, I'll go by myself."

Cao Fang stopped and suddenly realized what he was doing.

Fun.

Fu Yan put on his slippers and tiptoed toward the kitchen.

Huo Minzheng has sharp hearing, and he can easily hear footsteps.

Fu Yan walked to the door of the kitchen and saw Huo Mingzheng, wearing a white T-shirt and black casual pants, standing in front of the stove, adding condiments to a pot of soup.

He took a small bowl, tested the taste, and closed the lid of the casserole.

This was the first time she saw Huo Minzheng cooking.

It's different from what she imagined.

That's right, Huo Mingzheng is quick at learning everything. Even if Qin Heng said that he had never even been in the kitchen before, it didn't affect his ability to learn it immediately, and he got better and better at it, unlike her, who was like a mess when she was busy.

Huo Mingzheng turned to the vegetable sink and peeled the tomatoes that had been soaked in hot water.

Suddenly a pair of delicate and cool hands covered his eyes from behind.

A soft body pressed against his back, and a charming voice asked in his ear: "To tie a woman, you have to tie her stomach first. Tell me, are you planning to tie me up?"