ster Yan" Xia whispered nervously.Fu Yan Gang wanted to comfort her, but when he turned around, he saw Manager Duan's secretary walk in through the revolving door, carrying a bag and humming a tune.Sh...Fǔ Yān turned her head and coughed a few times, dodging Hòu Míngzhēng's hand, then took two sheets of paper to wipe her mouth.

Throughout the entire process, I didn't glance at Huo Mingzheng once.

But the moment he took off his mask as Wang Shen brought up the congee, she glanced at him and quickly looked away.

Even though her movements flowed seamlessly, without any pause, Ho Mingzheng still caught a glimpse of her eyes, a subtle flicker. "Let's go boxing on Friday night," he said.

"Because I saw you and Fu Hanlin walking past the door of the drunken man's place."

Fu Yan's heart felt like it was trapped in a net, squeezed tightly.

She remembered that the Friday night Huo Mingzheng had called Deng Shao out of the room, and shortly after, she received a call from Fu Hanlin saying that Grandpa Fu had fainted and was hospitalized.

She had intended to drive her own car to the hospital, but Fu Hanlin's car was already at the entrance of Zui Renjian.

To my surprise, Huo Mingzheng saw me.

So at twelve o'clock, he showed up and questioned her why there was a pair of men's leather shoes by the front door, thinking Fu Hanlin was in her house

She opened her mouth but said nothing.

He watched as she continued to sip her porridge, saying nothing. With practiced ease, he picked up the small bowl and ladled some hot porridge into it, savoring each spoonful slowly.

It's as if the esteemed head of the Huo family, a powerful figure, has come to this humble shop deep in an alley just for a bowl of porridge.

Having guessed his true reason for being here, Fu Yan felt the porridge in her mouth tasted bland. A bitterness spread across her taste buds.

Xia Xia's heart skipped a beat as she listened to Huo Mingzheng's words. She silently glanced at Huo Mingzheng's face.

Although, but......

Oh my god, this warpaint is so masculine!

She pinched herself hard under the table, constantly reminding herself to stay alert, to keep her head clear, and absolutely not to be blinded by beauty.

Before, she was kept under house arrest by Huo Mingzheng, and she still felt terrified.

She was truly afraid that Huo Mingzheng would do something hurtful to Fu Yan again. Just thinking about how listless Fu Yan had been during the New Year made her heart ache.

She made an excuse to go to the restroom, preparing to secretly call Fu Hanlin.

But she immediately remembered what Fu Yan had told her, to never send messages to Fu Hanlin again.

What can she do The only person she can think of is Fu Hanlin.

But she promised to pay Yan, and she couldn't possibly betray Yan in this kind of situation.

What to do, what to do...

Just as she was hesitating, the bathroom door was suddenly burst open. She was startled and her hand trembled. She screamed, "My phone!"

The phone slipped from her hand and fell straight into the squat toilet.

And this squat toilet's pipe is straight through, a pitch-black hole, you can't even see your phone in it!

Even if she managed to get it back, she wouldn't dare use it again!

Xia Xia's scalp was numb, she angrily pushed open the cubicle door, only to see a figure standing at the entrance of the restroom. The bathroom light was dim, and the man stood with his back to the light. His silhouette was tall, with broad shoulders and a distinct facial outline.

"What are you doing, scaring me like that!" Xia recognized it was Cao Yuan.

"I went to the restroom." Cao Yuan said flatly, pointing towards the doorway. "There wasn't a sign for men or women, I didn't know anyone was in there."

The restroom in this kind of small shop is very rudimentary, the door isn't very sturdy either, but for privacy, they still put up a partition inside.

The ghost believed him, but Xiaoxiao didn't. "I clearly said at the dinner table that I was going to the bathroom, and with the door closed, it's very likely that I'm in there. Don't try to fool me, are you afraid I'll report you"

Cao Yuan was surprised that Xia could still think straight after a day's work. He replied with a counter-question: "Who are you planning to report to" of pain and is quite delicate.Mingming, despite being so afraid of pain, held up a fruit knife to his neck without hesitation.Ho Mingzheng brushed off the ash, opening the window wider. The cold win...