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

"Bring it here." Huo Minzheng stretched out his hand towards Fu Yan.

Fu Yan stood in front of him, his hands involuntarily hidden behind his back.

Behind him was the last ray of the setting sun, and the dark orange light enveloped his tall and straight body in a halo, making him indescribably powerful.

She felt guilty, so she casually put gauze on the back of her hand, and only applied scalding medicine on the skin around the edges. She showed it to Director Lei so as not to waste other people's time.

But Huo Minzheng was different. If he got angry, he would definitely ridicule her for her dedication to work.

She didn't want to experience his venomous words anymore.

"I'll go back and find a clinic to deal with it." She whispered, looked around, and put the car keys on the coffee table.

Huo Minzheng looked at her condescendingly. She was not wearing high heels today and her height was [-] meters, which was a head shorter than him.

Fu Yan does not have the small V face that many people pursue, but a very standard oval face. She has a small face shape and exquisite facial features. Her small face is particularly attractive, especially from a condescending angle. Whenever she raises her eyes, she has a charming and charming posture.

It makes men feel itchy.

Her scalp was numb from being stared at by Huo Minzheng, so she raised her eyes and glanced at him.

Huo Minzheng calmly lowered his gaze to her red lips, his cold Adam's apple rolling up and down.

"How dare you provoke me before you are so afraid of being alone with me? Bring it here!"

Knowing that Fu Yan was stubborn, he directly grabbed her wrist and turned the back of her hand with half of the gauze torn open.

It's not that he didn't tear it open completely, but that the original wound was opened by water, the flesh and blood were stuck to the gauze, and part of it was covered with blood scab. Forcibly tearing it open would cause secondary damage.

Fu Yan couldn't move her hand away, so he forcibly pulled her to the sofa and sat down. She didn't stand up properly, and sat on Huo Minzheng's lap. She stood up immediately as if she was electrocuted, and was hugged by Huo Mingzheng and pinned down on the sofa. superior.

"How old are you? You're permed like this."

Fu Yan thought of that woman and heard that Director Lei seemed to call her Su Hong.

If it was really accidental, she wouldn't take it to heart. If it was intentional, she has never been someone to be trifled with.

"The employees in your company are reckless and you blame me?"

"From the project department?" Huo Mingzheng rummaged under the coffee table and took the time to look up at her.

Fu Yan's tea smelled like tea, "Maybe he didn't do it on purpose."

The man scolded in a low voice: "Speak carefully."

After rummaging a few times, he couldn't find the tweezers. His hand was scratched by a broken pen before, and a fragment was inserted into the palm of his hand. Cao Fang took care of it for him. The tool should be in the break room.

He took Fu Yan's hand and stood up, approaching the wall next to the desk and pushing open a sliding door.

The spacious lounge came into view, and the last trace of afterglow disappeared into the sky. The neon lights of the city rushed to light up, and behind the floor-to-ceiling windows was a dim light.

Stepping into Huo Mingzheng's private territory, Fu Yan felt like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

Cao Fang knocked on the door and came in. Following Huo Minzheng's instructions, he bought some medicine for wounds and burns.

"Mr. Huo, do you need my help?"

Huo Mingzheng found the tray with tweezers from the cabinet and said without looking back: "Put the things on the table and get out."

"Yes."

And it wasn't until Huo Mingzheng pulled her to sit on the sofa that Fu Yan realized that her hand had been held by Huo Mingzheng, who had just been talking to Cao Fang like this.

Her mouth went dry for a while, and she looked away unnaturally.

"Hiss~" She gasped in pain and subconsciously retracted her hand.

Huo Minzheng held her wrist firmly and said in a deep voice, "Be patient."

The movements were gentler than before.

Time passed by, and Huo Minzheng's method of treating wounds was very professional. He had attended military school for two years and was often injured during physical training. It was easiest to treat such simple wounds.

Fu Yan couldn't help but cast his eyes on his face.

It would be great if there was no shadow of Li Qin in her.

Her eyes couldn't help but heat up.

Suddenly Huo Minzheng raised his eyes and looked at her, "Does it hurt?"

She turned her head quickly, blinked her eyes, and lied: "Yeah."

She turned her head and saw Huo Minzheng's bedside table.

This was her first time in Huo Mingzheng's office, let alone the lounge. The furnishings here were actually similar to Huo Mingzheng's other rooms.

He is actually a very nostalgic person and doesn't like changes in things in his life.

So Fu Yan felt a sense of familiarity when he first came in.

Except for the picture frame ornaments on the bedside table.

Li Qin's photo is in Huo Mingzheng's lounge.

Fu Yan couldn't help but think about how many days and nights Huo Mingzheng was tired or lost after busy work, sitting alone by the bed looking at Li Qin's photos.

Her heart suddenly hurt, her internal organs spasmed, and the pain and suffocation suddenly surged toward her like a tide. She was horrified to find that she had no barrier, allowing these injuries to sweep through her unbridled.

Her whole body was tense with pain. Huo Minzheng noticed something strange and saw Fu Yan's red eyes. He frowned and said, "I'm already very light..."

She took a deep breath with all her strength, and the tight feeling in her lungs relaxed a little, but what followed was a dense pain that was so painful that she couldn't open her voice, so she said with difficulty: "Let me ask you a question."

In the past few days, people had reminded her one after another. She smiled lightly, but in fact she did not dare to look directly and avoid the truth.

But when the bloody truth was laid out in front of her, she knew she could no longer pretend to be confused.

"Yes." Huo Minzheng whispered back to her. After applying the ointment, he put the gauze on and waited silently for her to speak.

Fu Yan blinked his red eyes, "They said I look very similar to Li Qin."

The word "Li Qin" has been a restricted area for Huo Mingzheng for a period of time. Many people dare not mention it. After all these years, only today did Fu Yan mention it in front of him.

Huo Minzheng's face darkened, "Who told you that?"

"It's not important." Fu Yan shook his head. The scenes in her mind of her and Huo Mingzheng's relationship were blurry at first, but now they were clear. She was about to die in pain.

"When you chose me, did it have something to do with Li Qin?" She looked directly into Huo Minzheng's eyes, as if grasping a life-saving straw, her desire to survive was crazy and strong.

Huo Minzheng's face was gloomy and terrifying.

Said nothing.

Fu Yan nodded, tears falling uncontrollably.

She got it.

She stood up and strode out of the lounge before her tears burst.

It was quiet behind me, and no one was catching up.

It wasn't until Fu Yan left for a while that everyone in the secretary's office left.

Cao Fang knocked on the door and came in. The smell of cigarette smoke was very strong in the lounge, and there were several cigarette butts on the ashtray.

Huo Minzheng leaned on the back of the sofa, rubbing his eyebrows with his fingers, and said in a low voice: "She's gone?"

"Been walking for a long time." Cao Fang replied.

The man stood up and took his coat off the hanger. Suddenly he remembered something and turned around and asked, "What's the date today?"

"eighteen."

Huo Minzheng's brows wrinkled.

It was Fu Yan's birthday, but just before, she shed tears in front of him.