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

On the way back from the hospital, the atmosphere in the car was eerily quiet.

Cao Fang and Sauron did not dare to speak.

As soon as Cao Fang got into the car, he raised the fender between the front and rear rows.

"If you do this, will Master Mingzheng think we are laughing at him?"

Sauron asked Cao Fang in a low voice.

Cao Fang squinted at him, "What are you guilty of?"

"Because I laughed on the inside, but I didn't dare show it."

Cao Fang: "..."

Huo Ming's eyes were narrowed in the back seat of the car. Fu Yan looked at him with hesitation several times, but he didn't know how to speak.

Morning sickness.

The dignified head of the Huo family, president of the Huo family, suffered from morning sickness.

Fu Yan was holding a bag of medicine in his hand, which contained anti-nausea vitamin B and other anti-nausea medicines.

The doctor warned her very thoughtfully when she was getting the medicine, and she agreed bravely.

The key is that this medicine is not for her.

She didn't feel anything during this pregnancy, no insomnia, morning sickness, or any change in taste.

All reflected on Huo Mingzheng.

Dr. Gu told her that there were indeed cases where wives were pregnant and husbands had pregnancy complications, and they were not uncommon.

If she had known that men also suffer from morning sickness, she would have definitely seen the problem.

Fu Yan looked at Huo Minzheng's profile, hugged him, and coaxed, "I'll make delicious food for you when you get back."

Huo Minzheng's thin lips pursed instantly, and his handsome face tightened.

Fu Yan knew that he felt like vomiting again.

"I won't mention it, I won't mention it." Fu Yan hugged him tightly and hugged his back, "It's so pitiful."

Huo Minzheng took a while to regain his composure. He turned his head and glanced at Fu Yan, who was leaning on his arm and snickering with his lips pursed.

If this morning sickness happened to her, how uncomfortable would it be for her?

How can you be as unscrupulous as you are now?

When Huo Minzheng thought of this, he felt less uncomfortable. He stretched out his arms to pull her into his arms, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll cook it for you when you get back."

"Can you cook now? It smells of oil smoke, seasoning..."

Before Fu Yan could say anything, she felt Huo Mingzheng's arms stiffen. When she looked up, she saw Huo Mingzheng pursed his lips and turned green.

Sure enough, he couldn't even hear those words now.

With his pride, he could bear to faint without vomiting in front of his subordinates.

Not to mention morning sickness.

Cheng Weijin rushed to Mingyu Mansion with Huo Chengqi at noon that day.

She didn't see Huo Minzheng when she entered the door, and she wasn't in a hurry to find him. Instead, she took Fu Yan to greet him.

I was relieved to see that Fu Yan was fine, had no pregnancy symptoms, and had recovered his appetite.

Finally, I took the time to ask Huo Mingzheng: "Where is A Zheng?"

Fu Yan whispered something in her ear. Cheng Weijin was stunned for a moment, then smiled and looked at Huo Chengqi, "What? This kind of thing can be inherited!"

Fu Yan looked at her and Huo Chengqi in confusion.

Cheng Weijin explained to her: "When I was pregnant with Azheng, his father vomited for three months."

Fu Yan covered his mouth. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh openly. His eyes widened, "Really?"

Although she knew that morning sickness was uncomfortable for both men and women, she still couldn't help but laugh when she heard such a thing.

Thinking of Huo Chengqi's usual image of teaching without a smile in college classes, I almost couldn't help laughing.

"Really, he lost a full fifteen pounds in those three months. I still remember it." Cheng Weijin also kept laughing.

"It's okay, let him know how difficult it is for a woman to get pregnant, and let him suffer."

Although Cheng Weijin said this, she still felt sorry for her son and pushed Huo Chengqi to teach Huo Mingzheng his experience.

When Huo Chengqi found Huo Minzheng, he was waving a spatula in front of the kitchen stove.

Huo Chengqi couldn't help but look at him differently when he thought that he was still able to cook despite morning sickness. He was so good at cooking.

However, when I got closer, I saw Huo Mingzheng wearing a mask while cooking.

"If you really can't do it, forget it and let the chef do it." Huo Chengqi advised.

Huo Mingzheng wore two layers of masks and said in a muffled voice, "She has a bad taste. What others make is not to her liking, so she likes to eat what I make."

"Aren't you the one who spoiled me?"

"I am happy to pamper my own wife."

Huo Chengqi didn't look at it and reminded him before leaving the kitchen, "You can drink some soda when you feel uncomfortable."

Before leaving, he cleared his throat and reminded: "It will help relieve morning sickness."

Huo Mingzheng's face darkened.

Huo Chengqi walked quickly to the kitchen door and added: "Don't be angry, it will affect hormone levels and enhance morning sickness."

She suffered from morning sickness every time, for fear that others would not know how uncomfortable Huo Mingzheng was.

Uncle Luo, who was standing at the door, wanted to poke his ears deafened on the spot.

This father and son are at each other's throats, can they control his life and death?

Huo Chengqi took Cheng Weijin away from Mingyu Mansion.

Huo Minzheng took off his apron and mask and came out. Fu Yan took his arm and smelled the smell of oil smoke on his body, "You went to the kitchen?"

"It's almost time to eat, go wash your hands." Huo Minzheng pulled her towards the bathroom.

Fu Yan asked while washing his hands: "Why are parents leaving in such a hurry? I left them to eat, but dad kept winking at mom. Is there something urgent?"

Huo Mingzheng took off his coat, but still felt a bit of oily smoke. His sense of smell was now more sensitive than before.

He frowned and said, "I don't dare to stay here."

"Why?" Fu Yan walked over and Huo Minzheng took out two pieces of paper to wipe her hands.

While wiping it, he said, "I'm afraid I'll puke all over him."

Fu Yan wanted to laugh but felt distressed at the same time. He touched the back of his head and said, "I've wronged you."

"If you eat half a bowl of rice more, I won't feel wronged."

With her words, Fu Yan indeed ate half a bowl of rice more than usual, and he didn't need Huo Mingzheng's coaxing.

After eating, Cao Fang and Suolun entered the house carrying large and small bags.

"Mr. Huo, these were airlifted from Yanjing City. Third Young Master Liang and Young Master Li know that you have morning sickness..."

Cao almost bit his tongue. Uncle Luo's eyes widened and he gave him a "I'm dying" look.

Soran turned around and looked at the blue sky outside. The more he looked, the more he wanted to laugh. He suppressed his laughter and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Saying that, he walked away quickly.

Fu Yan saw Huo Minzheng's face darken and changed the subject, "I'm so hungry."

Huo Minzheng was sullen one second, and said softly the next: "Let's go eat."

Holding Fu Yan's hand and passing by Cao Fang, he said in a low voice: "I'll give you two options, sew Qin Heng's mouth shut or get a permanent station at the front desk of Huo Group."

The news spread to Yanjing City so quickly, and Qin Heng's mouth was indispensable.

Thinking of the "female fairies" at the front desk, Cao Fang was already sweating.

He put down the package in his hand, turned around and walked out without hesitation, "I'm going to find Dr. Qin."