, having bought some wound treatment medicine and burn medicine as instructed by Huo Mingzheng."Mr. Huo, do you need my help"Huo Mingzheng found the tray holding tweezers from the cupboard and said wi...Ho Mingzheng didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, his actions were faster than his brain, pressing the doorbell.

Time ticked by, the doorbell rang countless times, but no one came to open the door.

A chill ran up his spine, Huo Mingzheng didn't notice his fingers trembling. His face under the mask was as pale as snow. He took a deep breath and continued to ring the doorbell.

The doorbell was about to be worn out from being pressed, and only then did a voice come from inside, "Who is it"

Yi Fu's voice was very soft, a little... raspy.

He took a breath, "I."

Although he didn't say his name, the sudden silence that fell over the room told him that Fu Yan had heard him.

After a while, there was still no movement inside.

Huo Mingzheng pressed the doorbell again.

This time, there were five rings in total. Fu Yan's voice came from inside again: "You go, I'm going to sleep."

Huo Mingzheng caught a glimpse of the piercing men's leather shoes from the corner of his eye. He took a deep breath, and the air felt like fine needles drilling into his chest, into his flesh, into his veins.

He leaned against the doorframe, his voice low. "Open up, I need to talk to you."

"It's very late. To reiterate, there's nothing left to say between me and Mr. Huo. We already said everything that needed to be said beforehand. You really didn't need to make this trip."

Her order to leave was cold and ruthless, leaving no room for mercy.

This feeling made the fine needles raging in Huo Mingzheng's chest even more unrestrained. His breath sank, suppressing such pain, "Just five minutes, five minutes when it comes I'll leave."

He added, "I guarantee it."

There was no response from Fu Yan inside.

He didn't say yes, nor did he say no.

Suddenly, Huo Mingzheng vaguely heard Fu Yan moan softly, as if enduring something, making small whimpers in her mouth. Huo Mingzheng's whole body muscles tensed up, his temples throbbing violently.

He switched from pressing the doorbell to knocking, "Fu Yan, open the door!"

He pounded on the door with such force and urgency that it seemed like he was trying to break it down.

At twelve o'clock midnight, Fu Yan finally opened the door. Just as she was about to speak, Huo Mingzheng took a step forward, gripping her shoulders with both hands. His hawk-like eyes scanned the living room and everything within his sight.

Besides Fu Yan, there's no one else.

"Huo Mingzheng, what are you doing You hurt me!"

He felt the person in his hands struggling violently. The previous irrationality and madness vanished in an instant. He panicked, letting go of his grip, and instinctively stepped back, bumping his spine against the full-length mirror in the entryway.

He let out a deep sigh.

If those shoes outside were Fu Hanlin's, he wouldn't be hiding.

Given his understanding of Fu Hanlin, he had appeared the moment the doorbell rang just now, but he didn't show up, which meant he wasn't in the house.

Fu Yan only had one male friend, Ji Lin. Ji Lin was now unable to even get out of bed, let alone appear here.

"Why is there a pair of men's leather shoes by the door"

"Do you have a say in this" Fu Yan was not pleased, squatting down and pressing on her toes. She wasn't someone to be trifled with.

His gaze drifted down to Fu Yan, who was kneeling. Her hand rested on her toes, gently rubbing them, her brows furrowed in concentration.gray pajamas set off his eyes like ink, giving him a unique nobility and gentle warmth.Damn it, she's wavering again.Is it Fu Fude who is right or Huo Xiangyi who depends on each otherIt's too hard to...