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

The car stopped at Jingsheng Garden.

Fu Yan thanked him and said, "Then I'll get off the car first, second brother."

Huo Minzheng rubbed the ring on his left thumb with a deep look in his eyes, "Won't you invite me to come up and sit down?"

"It's a bit messy..."

"Your umbrella got my trouser legs wet. It's very uncomfortable. Is there a hairdryer?"

Fu Yan quickly moved the umbrella away and saw that Huo Mingzheng's trousers were soaked. How could this happen?

She had clearly placed the umbrella by her feet carefully before, so why did she bump into Huo Minzheng?

"I'm sorry, second brother, I didn't notice."

She whispered again: "You didn't pay attention yourself and didn't know how to avoid it."

"Blame me?" Huo Minzheng sneered.

Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and when he met Huo Minzheng's eyes, he was already a little impatient, "Forget it."

"There's a hairdryer."

They both spoke at the same time.

Huo Minzheng hummed.

Fu Yan opened the car door and opened the umbrella.

The man got down from her side, and her arms were a little cold from the rain. The moment he leaned over, she could feel his warmth through her shirt.

A hand with sharp bones came from her side, grasped the handle of the umbrella, and raised it, "I can't see the way with you like this."

The umbrella naturally came into his hand, and the umbrella was held above their heads.

"Which unit do you live in?"

Cao Fang was in the car and vaguely heard Huo Minzheng asking questions, but he could only pretend that he didn't hear him.

Fu Yan pointed to the building diagonally opposite and walked into the hall side by side with Huo Minzheng.

This was a property developed a few years ago. There was some noise in the elevator. When it went up, Huo Mingzheng glanced at Fu Yan's profile and asked, "Why do you live here?"

“Close to the company.”

Huo Minzheng pursed his thin lips, "I'm asking you, why don't you live in a better environment? The Huo family doesn't lack your money."

"I'm already working."

The implication is that she will no longer use the Huo family's money.

What she said to Song Qingshuang in the pavilion flashed through Huo Minzheng's mind.

Leaving the Huo family...

Fu Yan glanced at Huo Mingzheng through the blurry mirror on the inner wall of the elevator car. He didn't know what he said was wrong. He seemed a little unhappy.

"I mean, I can stand on my own feet."

When the elevator arrived, Huo Minzheng didn't say anything.

The corridor was dark, and Fu Yan complained softly: "The light seems to be broken again, second brother, please wait for me."

As she said that, she was about to take her mobile phone from her bag and turn on the flashlight.

Huo Mingzheng suddenly grabbed her hand and said, "No need to turn on the flashlight, I can see."

With that said, he pulled Fu Yan out.

The light was too dark and Fu Yan's eyes had poor adaptability. Even though she was following Huo Mingzheng, she accidentally tripped and almost fell.

Huo Minzheng turned around, took her into his arms, and said with disgust in a hoarse voice: "You have such bad eyesight?"

"You walk too fast with your long legs." Fu Yan said. At this moment, she realized that she was too close to Huo Mingzheng, so close that she was afraid that Huo Mingzheng could hear her frantic heartbeat.

Just as she was about to withdraw from his embrace, the man said in a low voice: "Behind you is the stairwell."

Her hands grasped the clothes at Huo Mingzheng's waist and whispered, "I didn't see it."

Huo Minzheng felt her soft breath brushing against his neck.

The hand holding her waist tightened involuntarily, and her voice became hoarse than before, "If you don't see me, just stay by my side."

"I want to turn on the flashlight, but you won't let me."

"You have bad eyesight, do you blame others?"

Fu Yan was completely speechless. He grabbed his hand and walked forward, reminding him: "This house is on the left."

Walking to the door, Huo Minzheng reached out to her, and Fu Yan handed him the key.

The door lock was unlocked, Huo Minzheng pushed the door open, touched the wall of the entrance hall, and turned on the light switch.

Single apartment, a small living room, only one room.

It's not messy, but there are a few clothes hanging on hangers on the sofa. It looks like they haven't been put into the closet yet.

Huo Mingzheng glanced at a piece of white lace underwear, his eyes as dark as the abyss.

"Second brother, blow it off first." Fu Yan found a hair dryer and plugged it in next to the sofa. Then he saw the clothes on the sofa and quickly picked them up. Unexpectedly, the underwear slipped from the pile of clothes.

It fell onto Huo Mingzheng's feet.

There were no men's slippers, so Huo Mingzheng came in wearing socks.

In the summer, he wore socks. When he was sitting on the sofa, his trouser legs moved up slightly, revealing a small part of his ankle.

When the white lace underwear slipped down, the shoulder straps just rested on his ankles.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Fu Yan's face turned red. As he bent down to pick it up, Huo Minzheng also reached out.

The two hands touched together inadvertently, and Huo Minzheng's hand that was going to lift the shoulder strap happened to grasp Fu Yan's hand that was stretched out.

Fu Yan was so flustered that she almost jumped out of her throat. She quickly took out her fingers, picked up her underwear, and ran into the room.

So much so that she didn't notice that Huo Mingzheng's fingertips were a little hot.

Huo Mingzheng sat on the sofa, turned on the hair dryer, and blew it on his trousers.

He raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the room.

From this angle, he could see the bed, which was covered with a light yellow floral four-piece suit. It looked very soft, just like the feeling of her accidentally bumping into his arm just now, and the feeling of being pulled into his arms and bumping against his chest. soft.

Huo Minzheng's breathing tightened and he clenched his fingers.

The thought of telling Song Qingshuang that she wanted to leave the Huo family flashed through her mind again.

Leave?

"Second brother, drink water."

Huo Minzheng looked at the light pink water cup in front of him and pursed his thin lips. Fu Yan thought he was disgusted and quickly explained: "This is a new cup I bought. I haven't used it yet."

Ever since Huo Minzheng was sensible, there had never been anything pink around him.

He picked up the water glass and took a sip of water. "You can rest, I'm leaving."

When he reached the door, he said casually: "Lock the door."

After saying that, he left.

After the door closed, Fu Yan's heart was beating fast. She ran to the window, hid behind the curtain, and watched Huo Mingzheng get into the black Bentley.

She looked away, leaned her back against the wall, took a breath, and her eye circles suddenly turned red.

The Huo family wants to arrange a marriage partner for him.

He is getting married.

Huo Mingzheng glanced through the car window and told Cao Fang, "Let's drive."

The car left Jingsheng Garden.

"For her graduation ceremony the day after tomorrow, ask Uncle Luo to cut a bouquet of rouge roses...forget it, give her the other flowers."

"Yes." Cao Fang replied.

……

Two days later.

President Huo's Office

Cao Fang knocked on the door and entered.

It's June now, the sun has just set, and the sky is dyed brightly by red clouds. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the light and shadow fall on the man's profile with three-dimensional features.

"Mr. Huo, will you work overtime tonight?"

Cao Fang placed an urgent document just delivered from downstairs on the man's right hand.

"Ah."

Cao Fang hesitated for a moment and then said, "Miss Fu's roommate just sent me a message that their class will have a party tonight, and she said that Miss Fu will also go."

Huo Mingzheng raised his anti-blue light glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Where?"

“A night-time bar near Nanda University.”