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

Qin Henghe went to bed very late. He came down from the guest room on the third floor and was just about to go downstairs for breakfast. No, you could have lunch at this time.

When I walked to the corner of the second floor, I heard a quarrel coming from the master bedroom.

This manor is privately owned by Huo Mingzheng. Just now, a servant said that Mr. Huo had been here. He was taking a bath in the bathroom and didn't hear it, so he didn't come out to say hello.

But even Mr. Huo couldn't arouse Huo Mingzheng's anger, let alone cause Huo Mingzheng to quarrel.

There is only one person in this world who can easily anger Huo Mingzheng.

That person was not Li Qin, but Fu Yan.

He was just about to persuade him to make peace, "Fu Yan is an injured person, so you can't..."

With that said, the door of the master bedroom was opened from the inside, and an angry Huo Minzheng walked out and slammed the door.

Qin Heng looked at him, then at the closed door, and quickly caught up with Huo Minzheng.

"Why are you so angry? Fu Yan is even injured."

Huo Minzheng stopped. He pursed his thin lips, and the anger on his face faded visibly. He paused for only a second and walked downstairs with his long legs.

Qin Heng followed, "What's going on? You're not an ungrateful person."

Huo Mingzheng pulled out the dining chair, his eyes darkened, "It's okay."

The servants served the dishes one after another, and Qin Heng took a look. He had been here several times and knew the chef's specialty dishes, but today when he looked at the dishes on the table, they all seemed to be Guangcheng dishes.

"Changed the taste?"

He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the nearest honey-glazed barbecued pork, "This dish goes well with rice."

Huo Minzheng calmly picked up the chopsticks, and the servant's voice came from behind: "Miss Fu."

Qin Heng glanced at him quickly, then turned around and smiled: "Fu Yan, come and eat."

Fu Yan was wearing yesterday's clothes, which she found in the bathroom. The cloakroom was full of Li Qin's clothes. She couldn't wear them and didn't want to wear them, even though yesterday's clothes were awkward on her body.

She greeted Qin Heng, "Doctor Qin."

Qin Heng moved the chair between him and Huo Minzheng, "Sit down and eat."

Fu Yan clenched her fingers subconsciously. She had no appetite and didn't want to go downstairs.

But she knew Huo Mingzheng. Although he was not putting her under house arrest, as long as he didn't speak, she would not be able to leave here. It would not do her any good to anger him at this juncture.

She didn't want to waste her life like this until Li Qin came back and completely crushed her dignity to the ground.

There was nothing strange on her face, she nodded and sat down.

Qin Heng handed her the chopsticks, "Are you still dizzy today?"

He was a doctor, and Fu Yan tried to be honest in front of him, "I'm not dizzy anymore, but I still feel like vomiting."

"It's not a big problem, let's eat first."

Fu Yan took the chopsticks and the turntable on the dining table rotated. In front of her was her favorite pineapple sweet and sour pork.

The hand holding the chopsticks tightened.

She put a piece of pineapple meat in the bowl. Qin Heng saw this and criticized her, "Why do you eat vegetarian food? You have to eat meat too. Only with balanced nutrition can you be healthy. Do you know how many times have you eaten in the past few days?" Hospital?"

Fu Yan wanted to say that natural and man-made disasters were not what she wanted.

But Qin Heng was kind-hearted, so she put another piece of barbecued pork in the bowl.

Only then did she realize that the dishes on the table today were all Guangcheng dishes.

How could she forget that Li Qin was originally from Guangcheng, but she only went to her uncle's house in Nancheng after her parents died.

The barbecued pork in my mouth immediately lost its flavor.

Huo Minzheng's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, and his peripheral vision glanced at her face, which was lost for a moment, and his eyes became darker and darker.

"I'm stuffed."

He put down his chopsticks, stood up and moved his chair.

Qin Heng saw that there was still half a bowl of rice in his bowl, "How much have you eaten?"

Having been with Brother Huo Minzheng for so many years, he knows Huo Minzheng's habits best. He doesn't like to waste food.

Huo Mingzheng said coldly: "Eat your food."

Qin Heng touched Fu Yan with his elbow and winked at her.

Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, then realized that Qin Heng wanted her to persuade Huo Mingzheng to eat more, but how could Huo Mingzheng listen to her.

She shook her head.

Qin Heng whispered: "Do you still want to leave from here?"

He is good at prescribing the right medicine and knows what words are effective in dealing with Yan.

Sure enough, Fu Yan pursed his lips and whispered: "Second brother."

Huo Minzheng's steps stopped.

"Let's eat some more."

Huo Minzheng glanced at her and left the restaurant.

"Look, he won't listen to me." Fu Yan felt sad, but there was nothing strange on his face.

Qin Heng sighed quietly. It seemed that Huo Minzheng's feelings towards Yan were so complicated that he couldn't even see through them.

Maybe he liked Fu Yan, and he accepted Li Qin again. But maybe he didn't like Fu Yan. He personally went to the hospital to take her back and take care of her late at night.

It is said that a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. Huo Minzheng's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. It can be big or small. It is completely unpredictable what state he is in at the moment.

After finishing their meal, Fu Yan and Qin Heng left the restaurant one after another.

Qin Heng said that he didn't go to bed until almost dawn last night playing games and wanted to go upstairs to catch up on his sleep. Fu Yan stood alone in the living room, thinking about how to get access to his mobile phone.

The servant came over and asked her, "Miss Fu, may I help you with anything?"

Fu Yan had an idea, held his forehead and pretended to be shaky, "I'm a little dizzy, can you help me upstairs?"

"Ok."

The servant quickly took Fu Yan's arm and carefully led her upstairs.

At the corner of the second floor, Fu Yan suddenly staggered.

"Miss Fu, be careful!"

The servant quickly pulled her back with force. The moment the two people touched, Fu Yan quickly touched the other person's pocket. He felt happy and stuffed the other person's cell phone into his sleeve.

"Excuse me, I can go in by myself." She calmly let go of the other person's hand.

Just when she was about to enter the room, the door was opened from the inside. Huo Minzheng opened the door and came out. His eyes fell on her face. He looked at the servant behind him.

"Mr. Huo, if Miss Fu feels dizzy, I'll take her upstairs."

Huo Mingzheng hummed, "Go down."

Fu Yan subconsciously clenched his sleeves and walked over as calmly as possible.

But suddenly Huo Minzheng grabbed her wrist and said coldly: "Take it out yourself or should I search it myself?"

Fu Yan pretended to be confused, "I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Just now you said you were not dizzy, but in the blink of an eye you will have to be helped up the stairs. If your acting skills were better, I would believe you." Huo Minzheng exposed her without leaving any room.

He clasped Fu Yan's wrist with one hand, inserted three fingers through her cuffs, and pulled out a black mobile phone.

"Then let me ask you, what is this?"

The blood all over his body rushed to the Tianling Gai in an instant. Fu Yan's expression changed drastically and he rushed to snatch it. Huo Minzheng took advantage of his height and raised the phone high with one hand, and clasped her shoulder with the other hand to control her body.