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

"Miss Fu, please have something to eat."

At the door of the room, stood a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes.

She speaks Chinese fluently and looks young. Her blond hair is tied into a braid and hangs down to one side. She has some freckles around her cheekbones.

Fu Yan didn't seem to hear her words and didn't look back.

Sitting on the wooden floor hugging my knees, I looked out the floor-to-ceiling window and saw an unfamiliar city. There were no skyscrapers and the exterior walls of small houses were painted with colorful graffiti, as if I had strayed into a fairy tale world.

Cars drive by, and the signs outside the street shops are all in English.

Night is about to fall now, and the lights on the streets are lighting up one after another.

She sat there motionless, looking at the passing cars outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. This house was on the street, hidden in the city. No one knew that an Asian woman was locked up here.

The sky was gloomy, shrouding the city in darkness.

Fu Yan remembered that a day had passed since she woke up, and she didn't know where she was.

Because she couldn't leave here, there were bodyguards guarding outside the room. They wouldn't talk to her or tell her where this place was.

She had never seen this girl before, she probably just came today.

But she felt something familiar.

If she didn't eat, the other person would keep standing at the door, neither leaving nor moving forward. It was as if if she didn't eat, the other person would stand there forever without moving.

"who are you?"

Finally, she spoke, her voice hoarse and dry.

"My name is Ansha." The girl smiled slightly.

Fu Yan froze, then slowly turned his head and looked at the other party.

Stare directly at the other person's face.

"Your...sister is Luna?"

The other person nodded.

Fu Yan suddenly stood up from the ground, strode towards Ansha, and held her shoulders firmly, "Do you know that your sister was killed by Huo Yuanshi, who was the murderer of your sister... "

She stared blankly at the indifferent girl, and her words stopped abruptly.

"No matter what." Ansha said nonchalantly, "People are bound to die. Besides, my sister actually concealed her illness. She won't live long. Mr. Huo just helped her relieve her pain in advance."

Fu Yan's eyes were red and he looked at the other party desperately.

She tried to tell her the truth, but she didn't expect that the other party not only knew it, but also excused Huo Yuanshi.

"She's your sister!"

"Mr. Huo is my benefactor!"

Ansha kept a smile on her face, "Mr. Huo saved me, I am grateful to him."

Fu Yan looked at this pure face.

The way she spoke and the content of her words did not look like someone with a mental illness.

"So your mental illness has long been cured. In order to let Fu Hanlin get false information, you deliberately revealed that to him in the mental hospital, right?"

"Miss Fu is very smart." Ansha replied affirmatively.

She stepped forward and placed the dinner plate on a small cream table.

"Miss Fu, Mr. Huo likes you so much, so don't let him worry. Let's eat."

Dinner is Fu Yan’s favorite sweet and sour pork with pineapple and claypot rice.

Ansha followed her gaze and said, "Mr. Huo made this dish by himself, and it took a lot of effort."

Fu Yan was not moved at all, and he didn't even hear the words clearly.

She grabbed Ansha.

"Can you tell me where this is?"

Judging from the style of those buildings, it was not in Zurich. Zurich was the territory of the Romont family. Huo Yuanshi was not that capable of hiding her for so many days.

Ansha avoided the topic, "Miss Fu, you'd better eat first. Do you want to know where this place is? Do you want to escape and leave Mr. Huo?"

"Don't even think about it, Miss Fu, you can't escape."

Fu Yan turned around, grabbed the dinner plate, and smashed it on the ground!

Prove with actions that she won't take a bite of food.

Soon, the movement upstairs attracted the attention of the people downstairs.

Outside the open door is a long corridor.

At the end of the corridor is a staircase connecting the first and second floors.

Fu Yan was locked in the attic room.

There were steady footsteps at the end of the corridor. Fu Yan turned around when he heard the sound and continued to sit where he was, with a look of indifference on his face.

Huo Yuanshi opened the half-open door and saw Fu Yan sitting in front of the circular window with bare feet.

Then he looked at the mess on the ground.

"Mr. Huo." Ansha stood aside respectfully.

Huo Yuanshi raised his hand, and Ansha immediately knelt down on the ground to sort it out. She moved quickly and quickly went downstairs carrying the dinner plate.

The man walked to the bed and picked up a pair of soft pink slippers on the carpet.

"The temperature here is not very high in summer, so don't catch a cold."

He walked over and knelt on one knee beside Fu Yan. When he was about to grab one of her feet and put it into a slipper, Fu Yan retracted his feet.

"leave me alone!"

However, Huo Yuanshi didn't pause at all and forced her feet into slippers.

"It's okay to be angry, but don't make fun of your body."

Fu Yan sneered, "Isn't it ridiculous for you to say that? You could have asked your men to kill me that day, and now you are caring about my body. Why do you have to be so pretentious?"

Huo Yuanshi whispered: "I won't kill you, I'm just betting. A Zheng doesn't dare to make a bet with you."

Hearing this name, Fu Yan's heart suddenly felt sour.

I wonder how his injury is?

She suddenly fell silent. Huo Yuanshi pinched her chin. Seeing her red eyes, he said quietly: "Are you thinking about A Zheng?"

Fu Yan tried his best to avoid his hand, hugged his knees and huddled in the corner.

Huo Yuanshi sighed, stood up, picked her up in his arms, and put her on the soft sofa.

He placed his hands on the armrests on both sides of the sofa, completely wrapping Fu Yan under his figure.

"You and Azheng used to have quarrels. How did he force you to eat when you didn't want to eat?"

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of confusion and coldness.

"Threatening you with your mother, or feeding you 'personally'?"

He put special emphasis when he said "in person".

Fu Yan understood.

Because Huo Mingzheng did feed her mouth to mouth.

Her thoughts seemed transparent in Huo Yuanshi's eyes.

When there was a subtle change in expression on her face, he said to the bodyguard outside the door: "Go get another dinner."

Soon the bodyguard came back and placed the dinner plate in front of Fu Yan.

It’s the same as what Ansa sent just now.

Huo Yuanshi was sure that she would refuse to eat.

The reason why she didn't take action personally at the beginning was because she wanted to consume her patience.

Finally, he used threats to make her compromise.

Fu Yan picked up the spoon but didn't move it.

Instead, he asked: "You can ask me to eat if you want. Where is this place?"

Facing her bargaining, Huo Yuanshi smiled fondly.

He squatted in front of her, took the spoon from her hand, scooped up a spoonful of claypot rice, and handed it to her mouth.

"Reykjavik, in Iceland."