water into the pot, added a handful of noodles, and covered it before noticing Fu Yan standing at the kitchen doorway.He rushed over, "Are you still dizzy"Fu Yan shook her head, her gaze falling on hi...Fu Hanlin pressed the button, the door opened, and his voice was low and pleasant: "Good."

He strode out, Fu Yan stood at the doorway. Hearing the secretary greet him, she walked back to the project department floor with a pounding heart.

This week, Fu Yan was so busy that she was spinning like a top. She would go home every day, take a shower and fall asleep immediately. She would only occasionally think of Huo Mingzheng, feeling a sharp pain in her heart. She would then immediately look for work to distract herself, even taking on Xia's tasks eagerly.

Xiaoxia exclaimed that she must be possessed.

This Saturday is Old Master Huo's 81st birthday. Although Old Master Huo is only 79 or 80, he set his grand celebration for when he turns 81.

Old Mr. Huo's greatest passion was collecting antiques. He had an extensive collection of valuable and unique pieces. At his age, he no longer craved money or material possessions. His children and grandchildren surrounded him with love and filial piety, which was the most important thing to him.

Fu Yan was his "illegitimate" granddaughter, and they didn't have much of a relationship to begin with. Naturally, she wouldn't put much effort into preparing him a gift.

But Song Qing˪ kept asking her every day if her gift was ready, and Fu Yan just vaguely evaded the question.

Until Friday evening when it was almost time to get off work, she finally confessed: "I haven't bought it yet."

"You really want to make me angry!" came Song Qing˪'s gasp from the phone.

I'm going to buy something after work.

Fearing she might buy something random and embarrass herself in front of everyone, Song Qing˪ hurriedly said, "Wait for me, I'll come with you to buy it."

Song Qing˪ kept her word. After work, Fu Yan gang drove to the underground parking lot and saw her standing by the BMW, dressed in dazzling finery.

Fu Yan was startled and hurriedly opened the car door, shoving Song Qing˪ into the vehicle.

"What are you doing" Song Qing˪ mumbled in confusion, smoothing her collar and saying resentfully, "Do you think my mother is someone to be ashamed of"

Fu Yan closed the car door. Apart from Fu Hanlin, no one at the company knew she was a member of the Huo family. Song Qing˪ dressed as such a wealthy socialite, if she were to be seen by her colleagues, they would definitely speculate again. She didn't want to become the talk of the town.

Without further explanation, Fu Yan instructed Song Qing˪'s driver to drive.

In the fading light, he saw Song Qingfrost's pigeon egg jade ring on her finger and frowned. "Did you just buy this"

"How does this look" Song Qing˪ extended her hand before her, and in the light of the underground garage, the pigeon egg-sized jade stone had a warm, lustrous glow.

"Where did you get the money to buy this I told you to save a little at the end of the year, didn't I" Fu Yan pulled her hand over and examined it carefully, but she wasn't very knowledgeable about jewelry and didn't know how much this one was worth.

But it's definitely not cheap.

Because Song Qing˪ has a high standard, cheap goods are not within her sight, and she would never wear them easily.

Song Qing˪ smiled and retracted her hand, raising the partition between her seat and the driver's. She wanted to prevent the driver from gossiping around.

"I've been investing in a project with a friend these days, and it's making money."

"So fast, you've already earned so much" Fu Yan pointed at the pigeon eggs in her hand.

Song Qing˪ shook her head. "There's no need to exaggerate like that. I bought this in advance to celebrate. I didn't invest much, just one million."

"One million!" Fu Yan took a deep breath, "I remember you didn't have enough left for even two million."

The Huo family gave the Sixth House six million yuan for living expenses this year. Song Qing˪ allocated a maximum of 300,000 yuan per month and instructed the rest to be used for end-of-year arrangements.

Besides, Song Qing˪ had been vain before and bought a handbag worth tens of thousands of yuan at a tea party for wives. She also purchased jewelry, accessories, and new clothes. All in all, she didn't even have two million left.

No, and with the ring on her hand, she probably doesn't have much money left.

Song Qing˪ said angrily, "That's why I'm trying to make more money. This little bit of money isn't enough at all."

Fu Yan knew getting angry with her was useless. After the initial anger subsided, she calmed down and said, "How do you know if that investment is reliable Just because someone says it's profitable, you follow them blindly What if it's a pitfall"d, and all she could smell was his familiar scent. 。The scorching blood flowed in my chest, the fear after a narrow escape and all sorts of mixed emotions surged up at once. 。"I want to go back to my...