d, so she wondered why they suddenly needed to change them.It's not something that can be done overnight.Now going out is akin to letting everyone see her and Huo Mingzheng spending time alone."You di...The lounge was heated, Fu Yan sat on a black, spacious sofa, her palms were sweating.

Cao Fang ordered her some food, but she had no appetite. She kept looking at the clock on the wall opposite her, and waited for almost two hours.

Before she left the police station, Song Qing霜’s hopeless and helpless gaze pierced her brain, causing her a sharp pain.

This is the second time.

Although I wouldn't deny that if it weren't for the mother's greed for money and face, this wouldn't have happened, both times, including the time when Shen Wei and her daughter hurt their mother, they were implicated by her.

I don't know if it was the back and forth all afternoon that tired her out, but she had waited for so long that she fell asleep on the couch sometime.

The sudden sound of the door opening startled her, causing her to wake up.

She opened her sleepy, weary eyes, and Huo Mingzheng's brow furrowed ever so slightly.

Fu Yan subconsciously glanced at the time; it was almost 9:30.

She actually fell asleep for more than half an hour without realizing it.

Ho Mingzheng slammed the door shut, glanced at the untouched dishes on the table, his expression cold and his tone sarcastic. “What After eating Fu’s family’s food, you look down on what’s outside”

Actually, Fu Yan didn't have much of an appetite when she went to eat at the Fu family's house. She only ate a little bit of each dish because Grandpa Fu insisted. Later, after a phone call and back-and-forth trips to the police station, her food had digested, but now she didn't have any appetite at all.

She clenched her fingers, feeling only awkwardness in the face of his mockery.

Besides, how did he know she went to the Fu family for dinner

As soon as she looked up, her gaze met the man's dark, ink-like eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

She unconsciously shifted her gaze, not falling into the vortex in his eyes. She pursed her red lips, "I have no appetite, can't eat."

He stood in front of her, took out a cigarette case, and heard her sniffle softly. He pulled out a cigarette and twirled it in his hand, then said slowly: "What do you want"

Fu Yan clenched her hand until it hurt, her voice choked. "Something happened to my mother."

The man narrowed his eyes.

Fu Yan summarized the situation, her gaze fixed on Huo Mingzheng's face throughout. The man's emotions remained unchanged, as if he were listening to something utterly insignificant.

He wasn't wrong, it was nothing to him.

Because to him, both his mother and daughter were unimportant people. He had said it himself, and she was also well aware of this.

There's no getting around it, I have to find him face-to-face.

He crushed the cigarette in his hand, bits of ash falling to the ground from the broken end. He spoke ambiguously: "So you're here to do business with me instead of them"

Fu Yan bit her lower lip, nearly drawing blood. "Hmm."

Hu Mingzheng seemed to smile, yet he didn't. His voice was icy cold. "Since you've even stepped across the threshold of the Fu family, wouldn't Fu Hanlin have to agree if you asked him Why don't you just ask him!"

Fu Yan's face turned white for a moment, "The other party just wants to do business with you."

"So you're finding me," the man's voice was low, carrying an inexplicable chill, "while dangling Fu Hanlin on one side, and meeting with me in secret. Do you know what that means Does Fu Hanlin know"

He pierced Fu Yan's flesh and blood with each word, like a knife. She knew it was her own fault. Huo Mingzheng had clearly told her to stay away from Fu Hanlin before.

"Me and him," she began, her voice strained, "it doesn't matter, Grandpa Fu knows too. I don't intend to deceive anymore."

Huomingzheng thought of that day in the hospital emergency room, Fu Hanlin's possessive desire hidden deep in his eyes. He sneered.

Only she in the world thinks that Fu Hanlin is so easy to talk to.

She can even play pretend with her, acting as her 'boyfriend,' and accompany her to the hospital late at night. Does she really think Fu Hanlin is that free

"Even so, why should I agree to you" The man's voice was flat, giving her no emotion at all.

She only felt that her dignity had been completely ripped apart, her voice hoarse, "You once said you would compensate me, I never asked for a penny from you."

Time flies like an arrow.

She was extremely embarrassed, her heart trembling uncontrollably, and her face flushed red then pale. "This time just consider it compensation for me. In the future, I won't ask you for anything else, just this once."

Huo Mingzheng's eyes were clouded with a haze of darkness, the broken cigarette stub falling into the ashtray.

The ashtray was right in front of Fu Yanmian, a not-so-strong scent of tobacco coming at her. The man held her arm with one hand and pulled her over.

Fu Yan staggered, her body bumping into a solid chest.

As soon as she raised her eyes, the man's eyes were right before her, cold and silent like the darkness before dawn, filled with danger and temptation.

swept over her madly.

He gripped her wrist and pulled her closer, their bodies pressed together.

Fu Yan subconsciously struggled, but the man's grip held her immobile. Their foreheads were nearly touching.

He spoke slowly, word by word, "You want to finish the transaction with silver"

A wave of heat washed over her face, but she didn't blush. Instead, she felt a searing pain as the blood rushed back to her heart, trembling uncontrollably.

She gritted her teeth, forcefully suppressing the pain, putting on an air of nonchalance and smiling indifferently, "So Mr. Huo is helping out"

Huo Mingzheng gazed into her eyes, a moment later, he suddenly smiled. The smile didn't reach his eyes, it was both cold and resentful, with an unclear meaning as he said: "Let's talk after tonight."

Fu Yan was pulled into the car. She didn't know where the car was going.ve of her right arm had caught on a branch, and the branch was snagged inside the fabric, hooking onto the lining. The more she pulled, the worse it got.In the distance, the emcee is introducing a per...