look at the investment projects.""You don't believe me" Song Qing霜 was unhappy. She had always been controlled by her daughter, and she didn't have any maternal authority at all.Fu Yan watched her si...Fu Yan had thought he was looking for his tie under the influence of alcohol, but he was completely sober now. The fact that he could get here from his neighbor's balcony by hand meant his drink had worn off.

He came all this way just for the tie.

A gust of wind blew, lifting Fu Yan's cloak as if her whole body swayed with it.

She took the clothes out of the washing machine, shook them, and said coolly, "I don't know what tie you're talking about."

Huomingzheng understood that every word and action of Fu Yan contained secrets. When she didn't look at people while they were speaking, it wasn't because she was nervous, but because she was hiding something in her heart.

He looked at her profile. “Last year, the one you gave me, the deep blue tie with the pattern, you said it cost you almost half a month’s salary.”

"I don't remember." Fu Yan shook her clothes and hung them on the rack, her face showing no emotion.

She thought Huo Mingzheng didn't remember the details of that tie at all, and wouldn't remember the petulant phrase she had said at the time, hoping he would have a lasting impression of the tie.

At that time, she truly had him in her heart and eyes, yet he treated her as if she were invisible.

She turned and pushed Huo Mingzheng away a little to press the button on the automatic clothes dryer.

"You're blocking my way."

Ho Mingzheng took the clothes rack from her hand first, taking advantage of his height, he didn't need to lower the automatic drying rack. With just a reach, he could hang the clothes on it.

He trapped her between his chest and the washing machine, staring into her eyes. "Can we talk now"

Fu Yan was about to move to the right, but Huo Mingzheng's hand stopped her. She tried to move left, but his hand blocked her way there.

Later, Huo Mingzheng simply propped his hands on the washing machine. Fu Yan didn't want to be so close to him without any distance. She pressed her waist back and pulled the two people apart.

Luckily, she has a small waist and was flexible enough from dancing before.

This can result in the two of them being farther apart at the top and closer together at the bottom, almost feeling Huo Mingzheng's tension and anticipation.

Fu Yan blushed with shame and anger, pushing Huo Mingzheng away. Huo Mingzheng grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Give me my tie back.

Fu Yan said angrily, “Mr. Huo has drawers full of ties. Why are you so fixated on one that doesn't even match your status”

He stared at her face, "As long as I like it, no matter what kind it is, it deserves my status."

A subtle feeling brushed across her heart.

She was talking about a tie, but Huo Mingzheng's words didn't seem to be as simple as just a tie. He was talking about her.

"Besides," he paused, "I don't dislike the tie."

He held onto Fu Yan's hand tightly, "Like that scarf, I really like you too."

She remembered giving her tie to Huo Mingzheng back then. He had only said "okay" and tossed it into a drawer.

At that time, she thought he didn't like her, or maybe looked down on her. Everything he said and did, she guessed, getting lost in a painful quagmire of uncertainty.

She looked calmly at Huo Mingzheng, “Too bad, I’ve already thrown it away.”

Ho Mingzheng suddenly clasped her hand, asking in a tense voice, "What did you say"

Fu Yan met his gaze, repeating slowly and calmly, "I already threw it away, I forgot which trash can..."

Huo Mingzheng's jawline was tense, his hoarse voice struggling to suppress the emotions bubbling up inside him, "Why throw it away"

“What are you keeping it for” Fu Yan asked back. “Every time I see you wearing that tie, I remember how you humiliated me, and I chose a tie for your and Shen Wei's engagement party Even though you and Shen Wei were never going to get engaged, and you explained that you just wanted more time with me, but at the time, I didn’t know. My heart was truly hurt.”

"That tie is a painful memory for me, including you."b with another dipped in ointment, his low voice laced with a hint of irony. "Afraid I'll recover slowly"This left Fu Yan unsure of how to respond. She wasn't sure if she had misunderstood, and couldn...