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

In the quiet suburban villa at night, the landscape lights in the courtyard have been turned off. People who work around Huo Yuanshi are familiar with his living habits and know that he advocates saving energy, so the lights will be turned off after eleven o'clock. .

Unlike other rich people's villas, the lights last until dawn.

In the flower room, Huo Yuanshi used a showerhead to water several pots of roses.

The rose petals dyed with water drops become more and more delicate.

Under the moonlight, there is a blur of color.

Dongye leaned on the tree trunk, still some distance away from the glass greenhouse. He yawned, his eyes blurred by physiological tears for a moment. His sight happened to fall in the direction of the glass greenhouse, and he was stunned for a moment.

When he saw clearly what he saw, his eyes were suddenly between horror and shock.

A dark cloud covered the moonlight, and the villa suddenly fell into darkness.

By the time Dongye's eyes had fully adapted to the darkness, there was no one in the glass greenhouse.

He subconsciously looked at the door next to the small bamboo forest in the corner of the villa.

At this moment, the iron door was open, and it was dark inside, with a subtle light swaying inside.

He knew it was candlelight.

……

In the dark corner of the cellar, lying on a soft cushion on the ground, was an old man with gray hair.

The old man was a light sleeper and woke up immediately when he heard the sound of the iron chains hitting him.

As the candlelight swayed, his eyes first fell on a pair of slender and straight legs, and then gradually moved upward.

White shirt, thin white fingers holding a red candle.

further up...

Doctor Cheng suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Some pictures flashed through his mind, and it suddenly dawned on him, "It turns out that the acupuncture on the muscles in your legs was done to hide it from others."

"Doctor Cheng is indeed smart." The man sat on the futon in front of him.

Yes, the old man locked in the cellar at this moment is Dr. Cheng who came here to treat Huo Yuan that day.

Doctor Cheng only remembered having lunch with Huo Yuanshi that day. By the time he realized what was added to the meal, it was already too late. When he woke up, he found himself in a dark place.

But his treatment is not too bad. Fresh food is brought to him every day, and he can sleep on a soft mattress.

"Why you?"

The man held a red candle in his right hand, tilted it and dripped three drops of wax oil on the ground, and then stood the candle on the wax oil. The instantly solidified wax oil held the candle firmly and prevented it from falling to the ground.

Thin and white fingers flicked on the flames, "Since Doctor Cheng knows that I have taken antipsychotic drugs, he will definitely tell A Zheng that he is so smart and will guess some things. From the current point of view, I still can't tell those things." I don’t want him to know.”

Doctor Cheng couldn't understand what he was saying.

He shook his head, "If I didn't return to Yanjing City, it would definitely arouse others' suspicion. You can't hide it."

"I have arranged for another 'Doctor Cheng' to return to Yanjing City, so you don't have to worry."

Doctor Cheng looked at the other party in confusion. In fact, from the moment the other party came in, he realized that the aura of the other party was a little different from what he had been exposed to before.

Unlike the gentle and elegant man I saw before, with a temperament that was as relegated as an immortal.

But he can be 100% sure that the man in front of him is still the same one he met before.

A chill crawled up his back, he clenched his fingers, and there was a guess in his mind.

"Huh?" The man turned his head and glanced at him.

Doctor Cheng met those eyes as dark as ink, and his body shrank out of instinct. The veins on his forehead were tight, and his voice was tight, "You have this kind of disease!"

The man smiled softly and did not answer his words.

Suddenly, he grabbed Dr. Cheng's neck and said hoarsely: "I won't kill you because you treated Yan Yan and she likes you. When the time is right, you will be let go."

Doctor Cheng had difficulty breathing and held the other party's wrist tightly, "Miss Fu is...a good girl, don't hurt her..."

The man let go of Dr. Cheng's neck, and a gentle look appeared in his cold eyebrows, "How could I hurt her? She is my Yan Yan. Whoever I hurt will not hurt her."

He looked away, flicked the flame of the red candle, and whispered: "I just want her."

……

When Huo Mingzheng woke up the next day, Fu Yan was still sleeping.

In fact, he would not wake up so early if he took medicine before going to bed, but thinking of her getting up while he was still sleeping yesterday morning, subconsciously he did not allow himself to sleep for such a long time.

He woke up later than her yesterday, so he didn't know what was going on at that time.

At this moment, he looked at Fu Yan's beautiful face close at hand, and the tip of his heart felt as if she had gently rubbed it with her hand, making it soft and soft.

And her hand rested on his pillow.

Huo Minzheng hadn't hugged her or kissed her for several days. At this moment, he felt itchy and unbearable. He raised his upper body, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. His eyes fell on her red lips, and his Adam's apple slipped.

Just before his lips touched Fu Yan's red lips, there was a sudden snap. Fu Yan's hand slapped his face and moved his face away, "Don't kiss me."

As she said that, she opened her eyes, still filled with sleepiness, "What did you promise me?"

When she first woke up, her voice was soft and waxy, which made Huo Mingzheng's mouth go dry for a while.

He couldn't care about anything at the moment. His warm and dry palms covered her eyes. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, prying her teeth open and sweeping her lips.

Before she could get angry, he immediately pulled away, his hands still covering her eyes, "Just treat it as a dream."

"I don't have such a dream!" Fu Yan couldn't bear it, but still resisted the urge to beat him.

Finally, unable to bear it anymore, she grabbed his hand that covered her eyes, took a bite, and then threw his hand away angrily, got out of bed angrily, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Downstairs, Uncle Luo heard the banging sound coming downstairs, and he knew without guessing that it was Miss Fu coming downstairs in anger.

He was about to run away when Fu Yan ordered him, "Uncle Luo, please ask someone to bring my car out."

Uncle Luo glanced at Huo Mingzheng behind her, and the man nodded slightly.

Uncle Luo immediately asked someone to go to the garage and drive Fu Yan's car out.

When Fu Yan drank half the glass of milk and was about to leave, Huo Mingzheng held her wrist and pulled her back to the dining table to sit down. As for her eating, Huo Mingzheng didn't want to indulge her wasteful habit and wanted her to eat more.

"Drink the milk before leaving. I won't force you to take my car."

Fu Yan really didn't want to ride in the same car with him so he left in a hurry. Who knew what Huo Mingzheng's shameless might do.

But she drank the rest of the milk before leaving.

Huo Minzheng followed her, watching her drive away without mercy, and sighed helplessly.

Cao Fang opened the door and Huo Minzheng got in the car.

After Cao Fang also got in the car, he began to report today's itinerary to him.

At the end, he added: "Today is the death anniversary of the eldest lady."

The eldest lady he mentioned was Huo Yuanshi's biological mother.

Huo Minzheng had no impression of this aunt, as she seemed to have passed away the year he was born, when Huo Yuanshi was still young.

He turned his watch and said casually: "How did she die?"

Cao Fang pondered for a few seconds, "It was postpartum depression. After taking good care of her for several years, she finally committed suicide. However, it seems that she had some mental disorders before marrying into the Huo family. Her natal family hid it."

Huo Minzheng rubbed his watch with his hand, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

He had a bit of an impression. He heard his parents mention it when he was young.

When Mr. Huo heard that the probability of inheriting mental illness was very high, he was always worried that Huo Yuanshi would inherit it. Fortunately, Huo Yuanshi had been growing up very well. If it hadn't been for that car accident, he would have been an outstanding entrepreneur. .