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

On the weekend, Fu Yan was cutting roses in the garden to use as fresh cut flowers, and planned to make the rest into dried flowers.

Huo Mingzheng sat under the umbrella, drinking her new skill after rock sugar snow pear - mung bean soup.

Even though he couldn't see it, Huo Minzheng could still feel that Fu Yan was not far away, and the sound of the rustling wind was mixed with her increasingly heavy breathing.

"I won't cut it when I'm tired." Huo Minzheng put down the spoon.

Fu Yan came over with a large bouquet of flowers, took off his big-brimmed hat, and took away the half bowl of mung bean soup that was left in Huo Mingzheng's hand.

After drinking it in one gulp, her thirst was still not quenched, so she said to Uncle Luo: "Uncle Luo, please give me another bowl."

"Okay, please wait a moment." Uncle Luo took the bowl and turned back to the house.

Huo Mingzheng's hand touched the white table on the right, found the tissue box, and took out two, "Wipe it."

Fu Yan felt mixed emotions in his heart when he saw his increasingly natural movements.

At first, Huo Minzheng didn't take things very seriously. She knew that he was such a proud person and could not see, and how frustrated his self-esteem was. But now he seems to have gradually adapted to it and can reach out and touch things like a blind man.

Fu Yan felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart. He moved his face towards him, grabbed his hand, and said coquettishly, "I'm too tired. Please help me wipe it."

Huo Minzheng smiled slightly.

He gently wiped the sweat on her forehead, then held her face and kissed her.

The kiss was not right this time, and he kissed her on the tip of her nose. He pecked her lightly a few times, kissed her lips downwards, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you so cute?"

"Those who are close to the ink are black. Isn't that what you preach and do?" Fu Yan teased him.

Huo Minzheng couldn't help laughing and pinched her face gently, "She's getting better and better at talking back."

"You'll get used to it." Fu Yan smiled and kissed him quickly on the lips. From the corner of her eye, she saw Uncle Luo coming out of the room. She quickly stepped back to avoid Huo Mingzheng's lips.

He wanted to put his arm around her, but she slapped his hand away and whispered, "Uncle Luo is here."

"He automatically ignores it."

"I'm not as thick-skinned as you." Fu Yan continued to slap his hand away.

Uncle Luo walked over with his head lowered, not daring to look at the two people flirting over there with any unnecessary eyes.

Looking at Uncle Luo's appearance, he guessed that he must have seen something. Fu Yan blushed with embarrassment, thanked him, and took the bowl of mung bean soup.

After taking a sip, she frowned and asked in confusion: "Why isn't it iced?"

"Mr. Huo won't let you drink ice." Uncle Luo reminded her.

In this family, it has almost become an unwritten rule.

Fu Yan turned to look at Huo Mingzheng, "On such a hot day, mung bean soup without ice doesn't taste good at all."

"Don't drink ice during the dog days of summer." Huo Minzheng didn't give her any room for negotiation.

Fu Yan can't turn the air conditioner too low this summer, and she can't touch raw or cold things. Forget it, now she won't even give her iced mung bean soup.

She couldn't bear it anymore, "Only older people need to maintain their health. I'm only twenty-five."

"Yin and yang, I am old?" Huo Minzheng's last voice was slightly raised.

Fu Yan snorted coldly, "Who knows better?"

Uncle Luo cleared his throat, "I'm old, I'm the oldest."

He originally wanted to be a peacemaker, but Huo Minzheng's mouth didn't give him any face regardless of the occasion, "You are the oldest."

Uncle Luo laughed dryly and already thought about how to call Cao Fang later to appease the hatred in his heart.

Fu Yan stood up with the bowl in hand.

Huo Mingzheng's voice sounded behind her, "Yan Yan."

She smiled openly and said, "Don't worry, if you don't let me drink ice, I won't drink it. I'll take the bowl back."

Hearing her footsteps walking away, Huo Minzheng shook his head and sighed.

"Push me in."

Uncle Luo walked behind the wheelchair and pushed the wheelchair into the house.

All the way outside the kitchen, he asked in a low voice: "Are you putting mung bean soup in the refrigerator?"

Uncle Luo looked at Fu Yan in the kitchen and secretly put the mung bean soup into the innermost shelf of the refrigerator, where no one could find it.

Really, like a child.

"You guessed it right, do you need to stop it?"

Huo Mingzheng pursed his lips. He wanted to laugh but felt helpless. He cleared his throat, which scared Fu Yan in the kitchen and almost knocked over the mung bean soup.

She immediately stabilized the small casserole containing mung bean soup, gently closed the refrigerator door, and then tiptoed out of the kitchen.

When passing Huo Mingzheng and Uncle Luo, she made a gesture to get away from Uncle Luo, and then made a silent gesture to remind Uncle Luo not to tell Huo Mingzheng.

I want to be a transparent person throughout the whole process.

Just when she was about to run away, Huo Minzheng's voice came, "Where are you going?"

Two minutes later.

Huo Mingzheng held Fu Yan and sat on his lap, holding her slim waist with one hand and grabbing her hand with the wedding ring on it with the other, "I don't let you drink ice, it's for your own good."

Fu Yan turned his head and ignored him.

Letting go of her hand, Huo Minzheng moved his fingers upward and gently clasped her chin, "Don't be sulky."

Fu Yan still ignored him and remained silent.

Huo Minzheng said softly: "You want to drink so much?"

The person in his arms still didn't speak. Huo Minzheng couldn't help but hold her waist tightly, "Then have a drink."

Uncle Luo, who was not far away, heard it and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Mr. Huo is becoming more and more unprincipled now.

It had only been a few minutes and I couldn't hold myself any longer.

Fu Yan reluctantly said, "Oh."

This sound made Huo Minzheng's heart tremble. He kissed Fu Yan's cheek and said, "I won't restrict you from now on."

The person in his arms didn't speak for a long time. Just when he thought Fu Yan was still angry with him for taking too much care, Fu Yan chuckled and said, "This is what you said. I have already recorded it. Mr. Huo, the dignified man, always speaks the right words." Hard to chase.”

Huo Minzheng chuckled, "Yan Yan, have you forgotten that I am no longer the president of the Huo Corporation?"

"Huo Mingzheng!"

The man pressed his forehead against hers, smiling so hard that his chest shook, "Yes, I'm here."

He wanted to kiss Fu Yan's lips, but Fu Yan dodged him, but his hand held her chin to prevent her from escaping. He kissed her for a while and said, "I won't limit you anymore, don't be angry, eh?" "

Uncle Luo heard the villa's landline ring and turned to answer the phone.

After a while, he hurriedly walked to Huo Mingzheng and said solemnly: "Mr. Huo, Clande Romont has passed away."

Fu Yan was stunned.

Kelland, Huo Mingzheng's nominal uncle, the traveler who likes to travel around the world?

How could it be so sudden?

Huo Minzheng asked in a low voice: "When?"

"In the early morning of Zurich time, my car was involved in a traffic accident and I died on the spot." Uncle Luo replied.

Fu Yan held Huo Mingzheng's hand, "Are we going to Zurich?"

Huo Minzheng hummed and said meaningfully: "He is my uncle in name, and I am still the heir of the Romont family. I have to go to express my condolences because of both emotion and reason."