the night grows deep and all is still.Fu Yan, in order to accommodate Huo Mingzheng and avoid backaches, sat on the carpet. After he finished reading a page of documents, she would turn over the next...Li Qin calmly put down her bowl, using the napkin to wipe the soup splashed on her hands. She said with a playful reprimand, "You suddenly spoke and startled me. Why are you suddenly concerned about my friends"

"Half of your friends I know. Just ask around, maybe you'll find out you have some in common." Huo Mingzheng elegantly sipped his soup with a spoon.

She gave Huo Mingzheng a piece of chicken and placed it on the small dish in front of him. Her expression was unchanged as she said, "Your unfamiliar friend is important to me, but perhaps unimportant to you."

After using his left hand for a few days, Huo Ming became much more flexible.

He could use both his left and right hands originally, but he relied more on his right hand. After a few days of getting used to it, there wasn't much difference between using his right and left hand.

Last time at the hospital, Cao Fang's stir-fried bitter beans with minced meat was actually not difficult for him.

Li Qin saw that he didn't touch the chicken she had clipped for him, and felt a little disappointed in her heart.

She was just very good at disguising herself, still maintaining her gentle and graceful appearance on the surface, serving him other dishes.

After dinner, Huo Mingzheng picked up the cigarette case from the edge of the table and lit a cigarette.

After the hazy smoke, his gaze pierced deeply into Li Qin's eyes.

Li Qin also put down her chopsticks, touched her face, and asked embarrassedly, "Do I have something dirty on my face or a rice grain"

Huo Mingzheng slowly exhaled a plume of smoke.

He leaned back in his chair, averting his gaze, "Xiaoqin, how long have we known each other"

Li Qin was taken aback, not knowing why he suddenly asked this. But she quickly replied: "It'll be twenty years soon."

Twenty years.

A human life is only a few short decades, and she occupied one-fifth of Huo Mingzheng's life.

Looking out over the southern city, there hasn't been a woman by his side for this long.

What's more, he left for several years and then returned to his side again.

This is also the reason why Li Qin was treated like a star wherever she went after returning to China. Even though Huo Mingzheng never publicly admitted their relationship, people adored her.

First of all, she was Huo Mingzheng's ex-girlfriend. Even to this day, he still takes special care of her;

The second reason is that she has a debt of gratitude to Huo Mingzheng equivalent to saving her life.

Outside opinions are mixed, but the most widely accepted speculation is that Huo Mingzheng and Shen Wei's initial interaction was just a show for appearances, a commercial marriage of convenience.

The woman he cared about most and was willing to wait for was Li Qin.

Ho Mingzheng seemed to chuckle softly, "Indeed it's been a long time. Among the people around me, you are the one who understands me best, and you are also the one who knows my temper best."

Li Qin's face was as calm as water, her fingers gripping the tablecloth tightly.

The man cast her a glance, his eyes obscured by the smoke. Though his gaze was hazy, there was an aura of power that commanded attention.

"I dislike it the most when people around me lie."

Li Qin's grip on the tablecloth slipped, her heart skipped a beat.

"Azheng..."

Huo Mingzheng brushed the ash off his cigarette and looked at her without meeting her eyes, "Is there something you need to explain to me"

Li Qin quickly reacted, he was referring to the "friend" she had mentioned.

"You had someone following me" she looked at him incredulously.

Actually, when it comes to Fu Yan this person, while they may seem hard to understand, they are actually quite straightforward.

She has her own pride and a set of principles, and she wouldn't say these things in front of Huo Mingzheng.

Moreover, she probably doesn't want to have anything to do with Huo Mingzheng now, let alone get involved again.

Ho Mingzheng snuffed out his cigarette, pressing the ember into a pile of ash. "No," he said.

"I just know you, if something happens suddenly and you don't come, you'll call me. In your heart, I am more important than any friend. If you really go to see a friend and don't call me, it can only mean that this friend is related to me, and you don't want me to know."e Jilin a call.But the nurse shook her head, “I’m sorry, sir instructed that you can’t have a phone.”She helplessly spread her hands and turned to leave.In the empty ward, Fu Yan became increasingly r...