pushed him aside and strode towards Fu Yan's ward.There came a muffled sound of sobbing from within, though faint, Ji Lin could hear it.He froze, withdrew his hand from the doorknob, and after a long..."Xiao Qin, what are you doing"

A cold voice came.

Fu Yan subconsciously raised her head.

On the stairs of the corridor, Huo Mingzheng stood wearing a deep blue coat. Tall and graceful, his ink-like brows and eyes made his gaze even more profound, like a bog, drawing you in unwittingly.

When they met at noon, Fu Yan noticed that his complexion was not good. It was probably because he hadn't fully recovered from his illness.

It was only later, from Cao Fang's own words, that I learned he had interrogated the gardener all night and hadn't gotten any sleep.

Now that I've just woken up from my nap, I feel a little better than before.

Fu Yan retracted her gaze.

I greeted the unique, gentle and elegant middle-aged woman beside Huo Ming with, "Auntie Two."

"Cheng Wei-jin smiled and nodded, "Fu Yan'ah, I heard about yesterday's incident. Are you alright"

Fu Yan shook her head. "It's nothing, Second Aunt is too kind."

Cheng Weiqin's attitude towards Yan was neither cold nor hot. She was naturally rather aloof, occasionally showing a bit of cold humor. This was her attitude towards most people, and Fu Yan knew this.

But unexpectedly, her attitude towards Li Qin wasn't very good.

"How did you get Azheng's box out"

Li Qin seemed quite afraid of her, shrinking back her hand and saying timidly, "Mother-in-law, Aze said he wanted to throw these things away. I helped him check if there were any valuables left before they get thrown. I didn't want to disturb his nap, so I took them out."

Cheng Weiqin let out a surprised exclamation, pointing at an old scarf in the box and looking at Huo Mingzheng. "You've never worn this scarf once, I thought you were going to..."

"No, thank you." Huo Mingzheng coldly interrupted his mother's words. "It's just a scarf, and I don't need it anyway."

"Well said, you're a fire in the winter, unafraid of the cold." Cheng Weiqin teased him.

Huo Mingzheng's face, which was never adorned with a smile, showed no trace of it. Li Qin covered her mouth and chuckled, "Indeed, Aze is like a furnace."

Cheng Weiqin ignored her and said to Huo Mingzheng, “I remember Yuan Shi had one just like yours. I saw him in England last week, and he was still wearing it.”

At the end of the year, there are many concerts. Cheng Wei-jin is an international pianist and has been invited to many high-end concerts, traveling all over the world.

Fu Yan thought back, she had knitted two identical scarves back then. The only difference was that Huo Mingzheng's scarf had an embroidered letter "Z" on the inside.

It turns out the eldest brother really liked the scarf she knitted. Over so many years, it should be older than this one, right It doesn't fit his status at all. Someone who didn't know better might think that the Huo family hadn't been giving him an allowance.

Ho Mingzheng's voice was calm, "Big brother just likes these inconspicuous things."

Fu Yan lowered her eyes, secretly cursing Huo Mingzheng for being blind.

Huo Mingzheng pursed his lips, the originally blood-colored ones were pressed a bit pale.

Cheng Weiqin frowned, “Come inside, don't catch a cold out here. I wonder what you came out to do this time To see these things one last time”

As she spoke, she pushed Huo Mingzheng back, and turned to Li Qin saying, "Let's leave it for now. We can throw it away later when we clean the place."

"Good," Li Qin closed the box, handed it to Cao Fang beside her, and followed their footsteps away.

Fu Yangan turned around, and Cao Fang said, "Miss Fu, Mr. Huo bought you a new house in Mingyu Mansion. The bodyguard's car is outside and will take you there directly."

Mingyu Mansion is a property developed by the Huo family, offering only ten exclusive villas. Its luxurious and highly private nature makes it inaccessible even with wealth. It's an ideal place for self-cultivation and tranquility.

"Why are you buying me a house"t when he first tried it, he was so clumsy, his movements lacked strength, and almost woke up Fu Yan.But just as he turned to throw the cotton swab into the trash can, Fu Yan woke up and saw the estee...