he picked up a fare at Drunkard's Paradise, a man who looked like a wealthy and powerful elite. The pay was generous, so he drove extra carefully. However, fog rolled in over the bridge, forcing him...Xia Xia accompanied Yanxia downstairs, just as Huo Mingzheng came out of the study.

It was right on time, just like appearing exactly at the moment.

He came back very late last night. Fu Yan wasn't asleep and heard the noise. She knew he was opening the door to their bedroom and stood by the bed watching him for a long time before he left.

He was heavily intoxicated at the time.

"Mr. Huo," Xia whispered softly.

Seeing Huo Mingzheng's face, she couldn't help but scold herself in her heart. "Grow up, Xia Xinxing! Not all good looks are justice. Look at this man in front of you, he broke up Fu Zong and Fu Yan!"

But...

Xiao Xia couldn't help but secretly glance at him again, tsk, he was so handsome!

But Huo Zong's eyes always fell on Fu Yan, those dark and deep eyes held complex emotions that she couldn't decipher. Their profound depths sent an inexplicable shiver down her spine.

"Want to go downstairs for dinner" The man's voice was low.

Fu Yan didn't speak, Xia Xiao hardened her scalp and replied: "Yes, is Mr. Huo coming too"

"No," Huo Mingzheng stood before them, his gaze fixed on Fu Yan's eyes. "She doesn't like me."

Fu Yan's finger curled in.

Xia Xia covered her chest, forcing herself to stay calm. President Huo was the big villain; she absolutely had to stand firm and not waver because he was good-looking and had a nice voice.

But how come Huo總 is acting so wronged He's the one who kept Fu Yan under house arrest, isn't he

Fu Yan sat at the dining table. The nutritionist brought her lunch, and when she saw that her lunch had seafood congee, Xiaoxiao praised the nutritionist: “You’re a great cook! It looks delicious. Fu Yan, you should eat more.”

The nutritionist smiled and said, "It was Mr. Huo who personally cooked the porridge for Miss Fu."

Xia Xia was stunned, so angry that she almost threw her chopsticks. Was God purposely making things difficult for her

The nutritionist went back to the kitchen and saw Huo Mingzheng by the window outside.

He stood sideways, a cigarette between his fingers. Hearing footsteps, he glanced up, "Has she eaten"

“I ate,” the nutritionist replied, “but not much.”

"With a hum, Ho Mingzheng leaned back, pondering as he took a drag from his cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke. "From now on, don't say it was me who did it, and she'll be more willing to eat."

The nutritionist sighed softly, "Yes."

Xia Xia didn't leave until dusk. As she walked out of the main building, she saw Huo Mingzheng on the porch.

She felt inexplicably guilty and lowered her head, "Mr. Huo."

He Mingzheng sat on a rocking chair on the porch. The last rays of the setting sun fell on his eyebrows, making him look more gentle than usual. But when he opened his mouth, his voice was chillingly cold.

"Tell Fu Hanlin that he shouldn't even try to take her away from me. He can't."

Xia Xia just wanted to deny anything, but when she met Huo Mingzheng's cold and silent black eyes, the words that were about to come out of her mouth were swallowed back. She was only pulled onto the car by Cao Yuan by the collar.

The car door closed, and Xia Xia almost cried. Her eyes were red, clearly frightened.

"He isn't targeting you."

It was rare for Cao Yuan to take the initiative and speak.

Result Xia took a deep breath, "He's so cool! So impressive!"

Cao Yuan immediately darkened his face.the future.Fu Yan silently recalled her own experiences in her heart. She had some reactions that were different from usual, but they came and went intermittently, and she hadn't paid much attention t...