primand.To abandon someone like that, even possibly driving her out of the Huo family.That would have taken Song Qing霜's life."What do you think of Azi's approach" The old master picked up his brush a...My head is getting worse and my fever is going up.

She made an excuse to go to the restroom, splashed cold water on her face, and temporarily cooled down. Though she was a bit more awake, she couldn't stop shivering.

Both parties continued their discussion until just before quitting time. The Ho family arranged for lunch, leaving Fu Yan with the design team and accompanied by Deputy General Manager Xiao. She herself left first.

By the time lunch is over, she'll probably be too exhausted to hold on. This cold came on strong, and she's really struggling against it.

Just as she was about to leave the Huo family, her phone rang. It was Huo Mingzheng calling.

The man on the phone spoke in a cold voice, "Come down."

"What" she said, feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

"Come to the underground parking lot. Grandpa wants you to go to the hospital with him and have lunch with Shen Wei."

Fu Yan leaned against the elevator car, taking a deep breath and her eyelids were hot. She thought she had misheard, what kind of food could the Huo family eat in the hospital

"I know you've finished discussing, so don't keep me waiting." After saying that, Huo Mingzheng didn't give her a chance to refuse and hung up the phone.

Fu Yan's head was pounding, and she felt terrible. She wanted to yell at Huo Mingzheng. Her mind kept replaying the unpleasant scene from this morning, sending chills down her spine that were worse than a cold.

Not wanting to see Huo Mingzheng for the time being, she turned off her phone and took the elevator straight to the first floor, intending to hail a taxi home for a nap.

As soon as she stepped out of the hall, she saw a lengthened Bentley parked outside. The window rolled down, revealing Huo Mingzheng's cold profile.

Fu Yan has a kind of helpless feeling when caught.

He slowly looked over at her, his voice betraying neither pleasure nor displeasure. "Get in the car."

Fu Yan admitted defeat, "Forget it, anyway, that's the best private hospital in Nanshen City. There's enough cold medicine."

She got in the car, sat across from Huo Mingzheng, closed her eyes, and out of sight, out of mind.

Ironically, when my throat hurts, the more it hurts, the more saliva I produce. The more saliva I produce, the worse the pain gets.

She swallowed with difficulty, her throat on fire.

She couldn't bear it anymore, she opened her eyes and realized that Huo Mingzheng had several files on his hand, and he was also looking over one that was spread out in his hand.

Actually, Huo Mingzheng was very busy. He managed the vast Huo Group, with piles of documents to finish, meetings to attend, and errands to run.

He's not often involved in social gatherings. As the heir to the Huo family, few people are actually capable of inviting him.

He surprisingly attended the cooperation summit hosted by Ji's family last time.

Huo Mingzheng put down his pen, raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, and looked at Fu Yan's absentminded profile. A faint shadow fell on his usually calm brows.

The car passed through the tunnel, and under the yellow light, those eyes seemed as murky as fog.

Fu Yan returned to her senses and met his gaze. She saw a flicker of emotion cross Huo Mingzheng's face before it settled into an impassive expression, making her think he was still angry about what happened this morning.

"Have I got to apologize, then"

Huo Mingzheng pursed his lips, flipped open a page of the file, and said in a cold voice: "There is no room for negotiation."

Fu Yan caught a fever, her eyes were red. When Huo Mingzheng said a single sentence to her, her eyes felt hot and became even redder. She looked out the window, her temples throbbing violently.

After a long silence, she whispered, "Yes.""Huo Mingzheng remained silent, walking to the window and gazing at the deep night outside. "Why hasn't she recovered her strength yet""After pressing in tomorrow, it should be almost recovered."Then...