e phone, Fu Yan sat in the car, rolled down the window and let the wind blow for a while before starting the car to head to Haoting Yipin district. At the 24-hour convenience store near the district,...Huo Mingzheng's hand hanging by his side trembled. He gasped, as if blood was surging up in his chest, "You protect him"

"Isn't it obvious" Fu Yan stood her ground, refusing to let Fu Hanlin pull her away.

The madness in Huo Mingzheng's eyes subsided when he saw the blush creeping into her tear-filled eyes. He took a deep breath, a flash of red crossing his gaze, and nodded silently, "Okay."

Fu Yan didn't look at Huo Mingzheng again. She grabbed Fu Hanlin's arm and pushed him to his car, opening the door for him and saying, "It's late, you should go back and rest."

Fu Hanlin was pushed into the car by her. Looking at her red and wet eyes, his chest felt tight. "Don't cry, I won't attack him again."

Fu Yan shook her head and told the driver to slow down. Then she closed the car door, turned around, and quickly walked into the lobby. The sound of two cars starting up, one on each side, came from behind her as they left the neighborhood.

However, the Bentley came to a halt after ten meters, at the corner.

Until the windows on the twelfth floor lit up, they continued to drive.

Huo Mingzheng retracted his gaze and rolled up the car window.

Cao Fang drove the car toward the direction of Jinling's mansions, while Huo Mingzheng remained silent and said: "Go to Jingsheng Garden."

Cao Fang was taken aback, "I thought..."

The sound abruptly cut off. He didn't dare say anything more.

Ho Mingzheng leaned against the back of the chair, wiping the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief. He let out a soft sigh, "Thought I was angry with her and wouldn't go there"

Cao Fang focused on driving and gritted his teeth, letting out a grunt.

"She's soft-hearted." Huo Mingzheng looked at the bloodstain blooming on the handkerchief, a crimson patch that mirrored the tears welling in her eyes.

He had no trace of a smile, only boundless self-blame and regret. After a long silence, he finally said, "I know."

The next day was the 15th day of the second lunar month. Every 15th day of the month, the descendants of the Huo family return to their ancestral home, Huo Gongguan.

He Mingzheng didn't arrive home until the evening. As soon as he entered the foyer, he saw Huo Yanshi talking with the older members of the family.

He greeted each person individually. Everyone else saw the wound on Huo Mingzheng's lips, but they all tacitly chose not to ask about it.

Only Huo Yuan when, kindly asked: "A Zheng was injured"

Huo Mingzheng hummed lightly in response, his words clearly conveying his stance. Huo Yuansi didn't press further.

Lord Fourth came out of the inner room, looked around, and saw him. He strode over, his face grim, and asked, "A-Zheng, why did you dismiss Jing Shu from the Huo family"

Ho Mingzheng took the tea handed to him by the servant and took a sip, "Her attitude towards work is negative, she's not suitable for continuing to work at Ho Group."

Lord Huo was exasperated, "After all, Jing Shu is also a member of the Huo family. Her blood flows with the Huo family's lineage, and she has a share in the Huo family. How can you just say expel her"

The cup was placed on the table with a neither light nor heavy force, yet the lid was bounced up and fell down with a clink.

Ho Mingzheng gently stroked the white mark left by the knuckle ring on his left hand, “The Ho family doesn't raise idle people, and neither does the Ho household.”

Fourth Master Huo's face turned green. He wasn't unaware that everyone in the Huo family laughed at his mediocrity and incompetence. What Huo Mingzheng said about being a good-for-nothing, it wasn't just referring to his daughter Jing Shu, it probably included him as well

Being publicly humiliated by a junior, Huo Siye's face flushed. He steered the conversation further off-topic, "Then why did the Huo family still keep Song Qingshuang and her daughter Song Qingshuang isn't an idle person, and Fu Yan wasn't employed by the Huo Corporation. She isn't an idle person either"g metallic tang spreading.Her face paled from discomfort, paired with a cold expression, making her appear aloof and broken.Congratulations, your wish has come true.Li Qin grasped her hand tightly. "I...