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

Fu Yan thought Huo Minzheng was just talking, besides, how did he know how to tie his hair?

She sat and didn't dare to move.

Outside the flower hall there was the chatter of servants, and the housekeeper was there directing the crabapples to be moved to the right.

You can hear the needle drop in the quiet flower hall.

I don't know who's breathing is gradually becoming disordered.

Fu Yan's palms broke into cold sweat, her breathing was uneven, and an indescribable tension spread in her heart. She lowered her eyebrows and her eyes were complicated and sad.

She was the one who was nervous, and he was the one who was calm and composed.

She was destined to be the one whose emotions were influenced from the beginning.

Fu Yan finally couldn't bear the psychological pressure and stood up from the chair, just as Huo Minzheng inserted the other end of the hairpin into his hair.

She turned around, her eyes were delicate and beautiful, like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River surrounded by rain and mist. She was full of affection and fell into Huo Mingzheng's eyes unexpectedly.

There was a smile in his eyes, "It's not ugly."

Fu Yan looked away and said, "Second brother is really skillful with his hands. Sister Li Qin taught him well."

Compared with other young men from aristocratic families in Nancheng, Huo Mingzheng is considered to be the kind of person who keeps himself clean. He does not have any messy rumored girlfriends, and gossip news has nothing to do with him. Before he went on a business trip abroad, someone with good intentions sent a woman to his bed. He fell out on the spot and made a very unpleasant scene.

From beginning to end, except for the two years with her, he only had Li Qin as a woman and Li Qin as his legitimate girlfriend.

"My mother taught me." Huo Minzheng raised his hand to tidy up the hair around her ears. "She likes to twist her hair. She is a pianist but she is clumsy. When I was young, she taught me and my father step by step."

Fu Yan's heart trembled slightly, "Then has she ever told you what the meaning of tying a woman's hair is?"

Huo Minzheng's eyebrows were as deep as ink, and his voice was hoarse: "What is it?"

Fu Yan pursed her lips, a sourness welling up in her heart. She shook her head and whispered, "I don't know either."

The servants had already moved the flower pots and left one after another until there was no sound outside.

Fu Yan took off the hairpin, and his long hair fell down like a waterfall, making his face more delicate and beautiful, touching people's hearts.

It seemed like there were tears in her eyes, or it seemed like it was just the light from the window shining in.

"Second brother, please don't tie other people's hair randomly again."

Putting the hairpin on the table, she turned and ran out of the nearest door.

Song Qingshuang was waiting for her on the sofa in the living room on the first floor. When she came back, she quickly stood up and asked, "What does your second brother want from you?"

But he saw Fu Yan's eyes were red.

She was startled and asked quickly: "What's wrong? Your second brother scolded you?"

Fu Yan pursed his lips and shook his head, tears streaming down his face.

Song Qingshuang was so frightened that she lost her mind. She knew her daughter best. She had an iron temper and could not shed tears easily, not to mention she was still so charming.

In her eyes, a person who never cried suddenly acted like this, and Song Qingshuang's heart ached.

"What's the matter?"

Fu Yan shook his head and pushed her away, "I'm tired, so I'll go upstairs to sleep first."

Song Qingshuang looked at her back, feeling confused and turned around to go out to see if she could ask anything.

"Mom!" Fu Yan stood on the stairs with his back to her, "Don't ask, it's my own problem and has nothing to do with anyone else."

Song Qingshuang stood still, hesitated for a few seconds, and promised her: "Okay, I won't ask."

Just what happened?

Could it be possible that Huo Mingzheng gave Fu Yan a lesson because he was rude at the antique shop?

Even if Huo Jingshu was scolded by Huo Minzheng in person, she would lose face and cry in frustration. What's more, a person with a strong self-esteem like Fu Yan would definitely not be able to stand Huo Minzheng's scolding.

The more Song Qingshuang thought about it, the more certain she became. Fu Yan was scolded by Huo Mingzheng.

It's true that this second child doesn't know how to care about women.

No, he actually loved Li Qin.

They personally accompanied her to choose gifts, even paid for her, and gave her a hairpin as expensive as Fu Yan's.

When will her Yan Yan meet a man who is kind to her and generous to her?

Not as good as the Huo family, but at least it must be a famous family in Nancheng.

Tomorrow, a lot of people will come to celebrate Mrs. Huo's birthday, and the young master will be indispensable. Her Yan Yan is so good-looking, I don't believe anyone will take a fancy to her.

The more Song Qingshuang thought about it, the more excited she became, and the more she thought about it, the more beautiful it became.

Soon, Fu Yan completely forgot about what he was crying about just now.

She quickly went upstairs, "Yanyan, you..."

Holding the doorknob, he found that Fu Yan had locked the door.

She shouted outside the door: "Have a good rest and have a good sleep, we will meet many guests tomorrow."

Inside the door, Fu Yan, who was lying on the sofa, turned over and looked helplessly at the ceiling.

……

Mrs. Huo arranged the birthday banquet in Huo Mansion. Huo Mansion covers a large area and is more than enough to accommodate more than a hundred people.

Fu Yan was picked up from the bed by Song Qingshuang early in the morning. He found a beautiful skirt for her and asked her, "Where is that hairpin? It goes with this skirt. It must be beautiful!"

Fu Yan woke up completely, put on his slippers and walked to the bathroom.

"I went back."

Song Qingshuang was stunned: "Are you stupid?"

Without looking back, she opened the bathroom door and said, "I didn't want it in the first place, but you insisted on putting it in my bag. Mom, can you respect my wishes in the future?"

The bathroom door was closed, and Song Qingshuang's voice came through the door: "Why don't I respect you? That was given to you by Li Qin, and I didn't ask for it from her. It's wrong for me to get the things I gave you back for you." Already?"

Fu Yan didn't bother to argue with her, "You're right, it's my fault."

Song Qingshuang snorted: "Where did you learn this quote from a scumbag!"

Fu Yan didn't say anything, picked up her toothbrush, squeezed out toothpaste, and concentrated on washing. Song Qingshuang couldn't do anything to her, so she ordered Sister Liu to take her skirt and iron it.

After washing and changing clothes, Fu Yan followed Song Qingshuang to the front hall to congratulate Mrs. Huo on his birthday.

Except for Huo Yuanshi, all the young and old of the Huo family gathered together. Mr. Huo was wearing a maroon Tang suit, his hair was meticulously combed, he was full of energy, and he didn't look like an eighty-one-year-old man at all.

Starting from the big house, the grandson congratulated him on his birthday. The old man smiled from ear to ear and motioned to the housekeeper to share the bonus package.

When it was the turn of the second room, Fu Yan found that Huo Mingzheng hadn't arrived yet. No matter how late they stayed in the past, or even when it was almost dawn, Huo Mingzheng's biological clock was always on time and he would wake up at the right time. He was not a person who would be late.

Besides, it's Mrs. Huo's birthday.

It was Wufang's turn to celebrate his birthday. Fu Yan presented the gift he bought last night. Mrs. Huo motioned to the butler to open it. The carvings on the snuff bottle were vivid, showing a pair of childhood sweethearts, a boy and a girl.

Mr. Huo stroked and carved, his eyes gentle, he smiled and said to Yan, "I'm interested."

"Grandpa, happy birthday."

A gentle voice came.

Fu Yan turned around and saw Huo Minzheng and Li Qin coming side by side.

The hand hanging by his side shook uncontrollably.

This morning, the descendants of the family congratulated Mr. Huo on his birthday. Did he bring Li Qin here to give Li Qin his status?