"What's wrong?" Fu Yan looked into his eyes. Thinking of the pressure of facing everyone just now, he felt out of breath and avoided his hand.

"Don't let me touch you anymore?" Huo Minzheng pulled her back forcefully, and the door of the tea room was locked with a bang.

The sound of boiling water continued. One window in the tea room was open and the wind blew in. Huo Minzheng took her into his arms and asked, "Why do you feel uncomfortable?"

He raised his hand and touched her forehead again, but there was no fever.

Fu Yan couldn't stand the false warmth he gave her. His chest rose and fell sharply and his emotions calmed down. He smelled the faint scent of agarwood on the man's body and his eyes suddenly felt hot.

"I am fine."

"Fu Jing said you fainted downstairs at home. Is that okay?"

"Do you care?" Fu Yan choked.

She shook her head, "You don't have time to care about me."

Huo Minzheng frowned, his eyes dark.

"You were soaking in the bathtub yesterday and fell asleep, right?"

Fu Yan's heart suffocated.

Huo Mingzheng guessed this because once before, after they finished making love in the bathroom, he put her in the bathtub to wash her. He received a temporary call from his old house. When he went out to answer the call, she turned around and lay down in the bathtub. Edge fell asleep.

Fortunately, it was not long and the water was still hot, otherwise I would have gotten sick in the middle of winter.

If she admitted that she fell asleep in the bathtub yesterday afternoon and caught a cold, he would think that she was being petty.

Why did she use her identity to make a fuss in front of him? Li Qin was back, and there was no place for her beside him.

"No." She denied, looking at the long-mouthed teapot with billowing white mist. The boiling sound stopped, just like her heartbeat that was as gray as ashes.

"I'll ask Qin Heng to do a full body check-up on you." He said. During this period, Fu Yan often caught colds or had fevers. In the past, he never had more than two fevers in a whole year, so his health would not be as bad as it is now.

"In what capacity does the second brother care about me?" She couldn't bear it. "Are you planning to rekindle the old relationship with Li Qin while maintaining the original relationship with me? Now that she is back, you should kick me as a substitute away. right!"

These words finally came out.

Li Qin was a thorn in Fu Yan's heart. She broke into Huo Mingzheng's world because of this thorn. Now this thorn that penetrated into her flesh and blood was about to be pulled out with her own hands.

She didn't care, even if it was bloody and painful, she would still get rid of this thorn.

She no longer wanted to live in Li Qin's shadow.

"What's the relationship with Li Qin?" Huo Minzheng's voice dropped.

Fu Yan smiled bitterly.

When she mentioned Shen Wei before, he was indifferent. She just said that he wanted to rekindle his old relationship with Li Qin, and his emotions were obvious. It was obvious that she was the one who said something that he shouldn't.

Li Qin is really his heartthrob.

"Second brother loves Li Qin so much, and it's hard for him to spare the energy to take care of my affairs. In the future, I hope that second brother can keep a good distance between brother and sister. If what happened today happens again, the worst is possible!"

Huo Minzheng's eyes were dark and dark, and his voice was hoarse: "Do you dare to say it?"

"What am I afraid of?"

"Then why did you lie just now?" Huo Minzheng grabbed her wrist and locked his cold eyes on her face.

Fu Yan suppressed the sourness in his eyes, "You don't want me to say it, do you?"

Thinking of the heartbreak at that moment, her eyes turned red.

Huo Mingzheng's cell phone on the coffee table rang, and Fu Yan saw the caller ID: Li Qin.

She held her breath for a moment and looked away.

Out of the corner of his eye, Huo Mingzheng leaned over to pick up his phone and swiped open the screen.

"Little Qin."

I don’t know what Li Qin said on the other end of the phone.

"I'll be there in a minute."

Fu Yan turned her back and noticed a gaze falling on her from behind. She did not look back, thinking that Huo Mingzheng might say something.

But he didn't.

All that was waiting was the sound of the door opening, creaking, and closing again.

In an instant, as if all her strength had been drained from her body, Fu Yan fell down on the sofa and looked at her pale face reflected in the glass of the antique clock opposite.

It turns out that my heart still hurts.

It's just that it's not the kind of heart-rending and prolonged pain, but like a dull knife that cuts her off guard at some point.

When she came to her senses, she was already covered in blood and bloody.

Huo Minzheng walked out of the tea room and stopped when he entered the front hall. He glanced sideways at the spiral staircase, and his eyes fell on the corridor on the third floor. His eyes were deep, and he turned around to give Cao Fang a message.

Cao Fang paused slightly, "Yes."

The third floor of the main building of Huo Mansion.

The purple-gold curtains are mostly open, and the sunlight shines in from the slant, making the room half dark and half bright.

Mr. Huo stopped in front of the window, stroking the Buddhist beads in his hand, and looked down at Huo Mingzheng, who was walking out of the front hall not far away.

"Fu Yan went back to the community yesterday and didn't go out until this morning, right?"

The housekeeper replied, "I've already called someone to inquire. I went downstairs to buy breakfast after seven o'clock this morning. The neighbor said that she saw a man coming out of her house yesterday afternoon, but she couldn't see his face clearly and only saw his tall and straight back. According to what Miss Fu said, it should be Fu Hanlin."

"Retrieve the surveillance video from yesterday afternoon to this morning." Mr. Huo turned around and blocked a large amount of sunlight.

The housekeeper was stunned, "You don't believe what Miss Fu said?"

"How can you believe it so easily? That girl has a lot on her mind."

The housekeeper walked over, took the crutch from his hand, and helped him sit on the sofa, "Do you still doubt him and the new uncle?"

"It's not Fu Jing." Mrs. Huo opened the drawer, and the butler skillfully picked out a snuff bottle and handed it to him. He rubbed the pattern on the bottle with a sharp look, "The way she looked at Fu Jing was very obvious. There is no love between men and women.”

"Maybe it's hidden well?"

He chuckled, "Do you think my eighty years have been in vain and I can't even see through the behavior of a young man in his twenties?"

The housekeeper shook his head, "I don't dare. Sir, your eyes can penetrate people's hearts. Miss Fu is too young. Since you suspect it's not Fu Hanlin or my uncle, then who is it?"

"Not sure," Mr. Huo put the snuff bottle back, picked another one, and said lightly, "Go ahead."

Half an hour later, the housekeeper hurried back. Mr. Huo was leaning on the beauty couch by the window, bathing in the sunshine, and the old-fashioned record player was playing music from the old era.

I heard that it was a [-]th anniversary wedding gift given to him by the late Mrs. Huo. It had broken several times over the years, and every time he tried his best to get it repaired.

The men of the Huo family have loved their wives for generations, and there is no room where the husband and wife are not in harmony.

The housekeeper stepped forward and whispered: "Old man, the surveillance is broken."

After a while, Mr. Huo, who had his eyes closed, did not move. The housekeeper thought he had fallen asleep and was about to turn around to get a blanket.

"It's broken?" He slowly opened his eyes.

The housekeeper nodded, "It seems like it was broken yesterday and hasn't been repaired yet."

Mr. Huo glanced at the sunshine outside the window and squinted his eyes.

yesterday.

Is it a coincidence or man-made?

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