th Xincheng going"Ho Mingzheng rarely intervenes in project matters in person, especially when it comes to newly established collaborations where everything is still in its early stages.Although Gener...The hot spring water really did have the effect of dispelling fatigue. When Fu Yan plunged into the water, she let out a soft sigh.

It's really comfortable.

Just as she was passing by the artificial hill, suddenly the door of Number Five Hot Spring Pool was pushed open.

Fu Yan was facing away from the hot spring pool.

The moment she pushed the door open, she thought it was Shiori and the others who had come in. But when she turned around, she saw a man sitting in a wheelchair.

The man was handsome with clear eyebrows and bright eyes. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, he didn't look weak or pale at all. His bearing and elegance were first-rate.

He glanced sideways, and the young man pushing the wheelchair beside him immediately bowed his head, not daring to look around.

Fu Yan was taken aback, instinctively sinking the half of her body that was exposed to the water. Her voice trembled slightly, "Big brother"

How did he suddenly come

Moreover, she directly went into the fifth hot spring pool, even though Xiao Xi told her...

The lights in the hot spring were soft, illuminating the water surface with sparkling ripples, like countless tiny points of light dancing on a delicate and beautiful face.

Her already stunning beauty seemed even more captivating in the dim evening light.

The resort's rooms provided each female guest with a wooden hair stick. She casually styled her hair, leaving some strands damp from the water to adhere to her fair neck tinged with a delicate pink hue.

Pure as crystal spring water emerging from lotus, naturally beautiful without any adornment.

When Huo Yuan's gaze fell upon Fu Yan, who was shrinking beneath the water surface, he uttered a low command to Aji, "Close the door."

Ajji was perceptive. He turned and shut the door, then stood guard outside, not coming back in.

"Put on your clothes first."

Fu Yan was still huddled in the water, her swimsuit soaked through. Seeing her like this in front of Huo Yuan, a lone man and woman would make her feel very uncomfortable.

Huo Yuan noticed her embarrassment, turning his face slightly. His jawline was sharp and defined, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

He can't see Fu Yan from this angle.

"Come up."

Fu Yan ensured he couldn't see her before slowly sliding from the center of the pool to the edge. Just as she was about to grab the railing and climb up the stairs, Huo Yuanzhi hooked his finger under the robe hanging on the rack.

He still didn't turn his head, but rather leaned sideways and offered the bathrobe to her.

Fu Yan hurriedly took it, wrapped the bathrobe around her body, and quickly tied a firm knot.

The rustle of clothes, Huo Yuan's fingers that were casually resting on the armrest clenched up.

The thin back of the hand with prominent veins.

Fu Yan put on her clothes and slippers.

As Huo Yuan glanced at her with the corner of his eye, he saw her white toes. "Are your feet dry"

Fu Yan subconsciously replied, "No."

"Wipe your shoes dry before putting them back on, so you don't slip and fall."

Fu Yan sat obediently on the chair next to him, wiping his feet with a disposable towel.

She couldn't help but think to herself, "Big brother is still as caring as he used to be. It would be wonderful if nothing had changed between us."

They were still inseparable siblings, talking about anything and everything.

As soon as she sat down, she appeared to be a little shorter than Huo Yuan when.

Before, she used to secretly gesture that Huo Yuan and Huo Mingzheng were about the same height, both tall with long legs.

If Huo Yuan could walk, he would be a walking clothes rack, able to pull off any style.

He pushed the wheelchair button, bringing it up to her face. He twirled a strand of hair stuck to her neck between his fingers.

"I'll do it myself..." Fu Yan hastily straightened her waist and took back her own hair from Huo Yuan Shi's hand.

However, Huo Yuan didn't let go at all. He still gently tucked the strand of hair behind her ear.

His cool fingertips brushed lightly against Fu Yan's earlobe, causing her to shiver involuntarily.

Why did this touch give her a sense of familiarityon came from the phone in Fu Yan's handbag, it must be a call.There were many guests present. Answering a phone call at the moment would be impolite.She greeted Fu Hanlin first, then walked calmly int...