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

three years ago.

After the family dinner at Huo Mansion, Huo Mingzheng stood under the eaves of the cloister and lit a cigarette. In the hot June, even the air was sultry and there was no wind at all, as if a heavy rain was brewing.

Slowly smoke spread out, covering those dark jade eyes.

He seemed to have accidentally glanced at the mother and daughter talking in the pavilion. There was a banana tree in the middle, and the face that was gradually fading green was looming between the wide leaves.

"Graduation ceremony the day after tomorrow?"

He heard Fu Yan hum. She had been in Nancheng for many years and no longer had the Guangcheng accent. "Do you want to attend?"

"I have an appointment with Mrs. Wang to go to the beauty salon the day after tomorrow. I will order a bouquet of flowers and have someone deliver it to you."

"Oh."

Fu Yan said nothing, as if he didn't care at all.

Huo Mingzheng frowned and dusted off the cigarette, then took a step forward, stepping on a tree shadow. The gap between the leaves in front of him widened, and Fu Yan's face became clearer and clearer.

"Your current job is not permanent. I recently asked about any young men from aristocratic families who are suitable for you. Can we arrange a meeting?"

She lowered her eyebrows, not knowing what she was thinking, and said irritably: "I have just graduated, and you are so anxious to ask me to get married?"

"What do you want to do if you don't get married? Do you really want to work for people all your life?" Song Qingshuang sneered at her job.

Working from 9 to 5, what's the point of getting ahead?

"Besides, I'm not telling you to get married right away. It won't do you any harm to meet some wealthy young men. They may also be able to help you at work. Multiple men and multiple backers. Listen to mom's advice."

Fu Yan interrupted her in time, "I can handle my work myself. If I can't handle it well, it's because I'm incompetent. What does it have to do with men?"

"What are you thinking about? You must have someone you like, right?"

Huo Mingzheng's hand holding the cigarette paused slightly and raised his eyes to look at Fu Yan.

The cold-cut Adam's apple slid slowly, and a puff of green smoke escaped from his lips.

"Yes." Fu Yan said.

"Who?"

Song Qingshuang pressed her.

Fu Yan didn't seem to want to continue this topic, "You don't know him."

"If you don't know me, then you are a nobody? No, I won't agree. You are a young lady from the Huo family, how can you marry a nobody?"

"Who am I to be Miss Huo? Mom, Uncle Huo has been gone for so many years. I told you to leave the Huo family a long time ago. This is not our permanent place."

The topic changed around here, and Song Qingshuang was so distracted by her that she forgot to introduce her to the wealthy young master.

At this time, Fu Yan's phone rang. Song Qingshuang glanced at it and snorted, "He no longer has any rights in the Huo family. Why are you still so close to him?"

"Don't say that to him."

Fu Yan picked up the phone and walked to the side.

He stopped in a clearing near a banana tree and answered the call.

There were only a few banana leaves between Huo Mingzheng and her.

Her thin and soft voice passed through the air like running water, but it was like a sharp knife piercing his heart.

"Hey, big brother."

Not sure what the person on the other end of the phone said, Fu Yan whispered: "It's the day after tomorrow...it's okay. You can rest in peace and recuperate. You don't have to come back."

There was a shadow in the corridor behind the banana leaves.

Huo Minzheng was hiding among them, with a secretive expression on his face.

He stubbed out his cigarette and turned to leave.

Cao Fang happened to come over to look for him, but when he saw his face gloomy, his heart skipped a beat.

When he came closer, Huo Minzheng's expression remained as usual, as if the glance just now was Cao Fang's illusion.

"what's up?"

The man's voice was cold.

Cao Fang replied: "Mr. Huo, the old man said he wants to see you for something."

"Send someone to tell me that I have to leave beforehand."

Cao Fang was stunned for a moment, but he followed the instructions and quickly walked towards the main building. After replying to Mr. Huo, he hurriedly caught up with Huo Minzheng.

A black Bentley parked under the shade of the trees outside Huo's mansion. Cao Fang opened the door. When Huo Minzheng was about to get in the car, a drop of rain suddenly fell on his forehead.

Cao Fang closed the car door, turned around and sat in the driver's seat, "Mr. Huo, where are we going now?"

He glanced into the endoscope.

Huo Minzheng pinched his eyebrows and said, "Wait a minute."

As a result, by this time, the rain started to pour heavily.

The rain pattered against the windshield.

Just when Cao Fang thought that Huo Minzheng wanted to wait for the rain to pass before leaving, the man said: "Let's go."

"Yes."

The car had just driven less than ten meters when he heard the man in the back of the car say coldly: "Honk at her."

At her?

When he saw the beautiful figure under the rain curtain, Cao Fang's eyes flashed with a hint of understanding, and he also explained why Huo Minzheng said wait just now.

The car slowed down slightly, and Cao Fang tapped the horn twice.

It startled the woman holding an umbrella on the roadside.

The car stopped.

The rear window slowly lowered, and Huo Minzheng raised his eyes to look at the woman beside the car, "Get in the car."

Probably a little nervous, she tightened her grip on the umbrella handle, shook her head and said, "No, I'll just call a taxi."

"It's raining so hard that you're already soaked in water before you even get in the car. Is that interesting?"

Cao Fangmei, who was holding the steering wheel, was heartbeating. Mr. Huo was so talkative...

"Don't bother me, second brother. It's not my way."

"Do you know where I'm going?"

Fu Yan shook his head.

"Then how do you know that you are not going along the way and are rejecting me?"

Just as Fu Yan was about to shake his head, the man's voice was low: "Get in the car, don't let me say it a third time."

Fu Yan took away his umbrella and got into the car.

As soon as she sat down, Huo Minzheng's cell phone rang.

In the quiet car, Fu Yan could vaguely hear the voice on the other end of the phone.

"Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Huo Minzheng said casually: "Speak directly if you have anything to say."

On the other side of the phone was Mrs. Huo's voice: "You are twenty-seven this year. It's time to think about your life's major events. Are you still thinking about that woman?"

Huo Minzheng glanced at the woman beside him who was looking out of the car window out of the corner of his eye, and his tone suddenly became cold, "Want to arrange a blind date for me?"

"There are a few girls who are pretty good, you pick them, and try dating the ones that suit you."

Fu Yan heard Huo Minzheng reply: "Okay, you can make arrangements."

After Huo Minzheng hung up the phone, he lowered half of the car window and lit a cigarette.

The rain had weakened a bit now, and sporadic raindrops drifted in. He dusted off the cigarette ashes and looked back at Fu Yan, who was always looking out the car window.

"Are you working in Xincheng?"

Fu Yan seemed to have just come back to his senses. He turned around and looked into his eyes, and said, "It's been almost half a month."

This time it was Huo Minzheng's turn to hum.

Neither of them spoke anymore until Huo Minzheng told Cao Fang, "Go to Jingsheng Garden."

Fu Yan clenched the handle of the umbrella and looked at him in surprise.

Huo Mingzheng moved the cigarette holder to his lips and took a drag. The smoke dispersed, covering the look in his eyes.

He half-squinted his eyes and said casually: "I heard you mention it at the family banquet before. Am I remembering it correctly?"

Fu Yan shook his head, "Second brother has a good memory."