o Jing shut sighed, it wasn't Fu Jing after all. Luckily, it wasn't Fu Jing. Whoever it was, as long as it wasn't himBut Fu Jing looked at Fu Yan with a complex gaze.Song Qing霜 had already prepared he...He still held onto Fu Yan's hand, "Are you cursing me for being shameless in your heart"

Fu Yan pursed her lips.

Huo Mingzheng's eyes flashed with warmth, it seemed he had guessed right.

She still wore the same expressionless face as before, inwardly cursing him silently. Yet, every time, he could read her true feelings from her subtle facial expressions.

He misses such a rosy person.

He couldn't help but grip her hand tighter, "What did you dream about last night."

Fu Yan's expression was cold and indifferent, "It has nothing to do with you."

He Mingzheng's eyes were warm, and the corners of his lips curled up suddenly, looking very happy. "It seems to be related to me."

Fu Yan's chest tightened, and her face turned even colder. "Yes, I dreamed you died."

She deliberately said those words to ruin Huo Mingzheng's mood, causing him to leave and step out of her sight.

When she uttered those words, she couldn't help but furrow her brow.

Huo Mingzheng chuckled softly, he stood up, his hands propped on either side of her body, holding the blanket tightly, a smile deepening at the corner of his lips, "You still worry about me, I'm very happy."

Fu Yan cursed inwardly, calling him a madman. However, she didn't notice the flicker of loneliness that flashed in his eyes.

Huo Mingzheng pressed his index finger against her soft lips. "Don't call me crazy,"

Fu Yan dodged his finger and, turning her head, saw his left hand pressed against the other side of the pillow. The jade thumb ring was gone, leaving behind a pale trace, like a ring finger.

He was the head of the Huo family. The jade ring on his thumb was a symbol of his status, never leaving his side until he retired as the head of the family, at which point he would take it off.

He hasn't worn it since he came back from Zurich, I think.

Huo Mingzheng followed her gaze and glanced at her. He didn't say much, but instead picked her up and placed her in the bathroom to wash and eat breakfast.

After breakfast, Huo Mingzheng watched as Fu Yan gave him not even a glance and turned to go upstairs.

He called Luo the housekeeper to him.

What did you say to YanYan yesterday

Last night, when he returned home, Luo the Butler was waiting for him on the porch. His eyes flickered briefly, avoiding his gaze, but he hurriedly went upstairs to see her without having time to ask anything.

He could clearly sense a difference between Fu Yan and her former self, though it wasn't obvious to others. To him, even the slightest change was magnified infinitely.

Cao Fang and Cao Yuan were both by his side. Besides the nutritionist, no one else in the estate had a chance to get close to Yin, it must have been Luo Guanjia who told her something.

Lu Guanjia's voice, as expected, was still discovered.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I just told the truth. I saw Miss Fu looking at the back garden, so I told her that the roses were planted by you with your own hands, and I also told her..."

He hesitated for a moment, secretly sizing up Huo Mingzheng's expression. As expected, Huo Mingzheng didn't finish his words and got up from the dining chair, striding away from the restaurant with his long legs.

He walked quickly, with long strides, and soon caught up to Fu Yan.

At the corner of the stairs, he blocked her way with one hand against the wall. Fu Yan turned around, and he propped himself up on the other wall, perfectly recreating the scene from earlier in the study where he had trapped Fu Yan in a confined space.

Fù Yān raised her eyes, and Hòu Míngzhēng leaned down. The distance between the two of them suddenly narrowed.

"Did Lao Shu tell you yesterday"

His voice was unnaturally low, laced with a suppressed rasp.

A warm breath grazed her cheeks.

Fu Yan'nao subconsciously recalled what Luo Guanjia had said, and without thinking, replied, "No."

What I got in return was a man's faint smile, "You didn't ask me anything, how do you know that what I asked you is no"

He dug another hole for her to jump into. Fu Yan was angry at herself for falling for his trick again and again, yet she never learned her lesson.to me, and which wealthy family would do that Rest assured, it's definitely reliable."Such a statement with an affirmative tone is often the least reliable.Fu Yan pinched the bridge of her nose, "When...