e seemed to be something amiss, but everything was logical and reasonable. Sudden occurrences often signified that all was well. Luna was indeed like that.But what exactly is offThe phone rang, it wa...A gust of cold wind blew over, and Fu Yan had already grown numb from the cold. Yet, Fu Jing's words were sharper than the wind, piercing through her bones like a dagger, tearing wildly within her.

She was in so much pain that her face turned pale.

"Fu Yan..." Fu Jing's breath hitched, and he immediately stepped forward, grabbing Fu Yan's shoulders.

She dodged, but didn't dodge in time. Fu Jing's hand was broad and strong, easily controlling her. "I'm sorry,"

Just as Fu Yan was struggling, she suddenly heard Huo Jing shut cry out Fu Jing's name from not far away.

She recoiled as if struck by lightning, frantically wrenching her hand free and taking a quick step back.

Huo Jingxu walked around from the bushes. She saw someone from afar, but wasn't sure if it was Fu Jing. As she got closer, she realized there was more than just Fu Jing here.

"Are you Fu Yan" she looked at the two of them with suspicion, her gaze finally landing on Fu Yan. "Didn't you say you weren't staying overnight at the old house"

"My mom has something going on and asked me to stay."

"What are you doing" She looked at Fu Jing and then at Fu Yan, her eyes suddenly welling up.

Before she went to the fencing club, Fu Jing's assistant casually mentioned that Fu Jing was blooming like a steel tree and was chasing after a girl.

Later, she heard it was Fu Yan who did it and flew into a rage.

But Fu Jing likes girls with good personalities, she can't act jealous in front of him, otherwise she would have gone to find trouble with Fu Yan a long time ago.

But now it's different, Fu Jing is her fiancé!

Don't let her!

When she was in the lobby, she deliberately flaunted her makeup and jewelry. Is she trying to get revenge on her now

The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt, her eyes becoming increasingly red, tears swirling in her eye sockets. "Didn't you say to just let it all out"

Fu Jing frowned, "Are you following me"

Ho Jing Shu clutched her coat tightly and choked out, "I came out to find you because I was afraid you were cold!"

She glared at the ambiguous air between them, so angry her teeth ached. But she had to consider her image in Fu Jing's heart, so she didn't step forward and slap Fu Yan with her hand.

As the esteemed Miss Huo, to be treated so shabbily, Huo Jingshu could bear it no longer. She flung her coat onto Fu Jing and ran off, leaving behind the faint sound of sobs in the air.

Fu Yan frowned, worried that Huo Jing'shu would go back and tell Du Xiner what happened. Then Du Xiner would take her anger out on her mother.

Fu Jinglian didn't seem to care about the meaning behind her words, but instead asked Fu Yan, "Is this how they usually treat you and your mother"

Before this, Ji Lin had said that Fu Yan was not treated well in the Huo family. He thought that since she was Huo Wuye's adopted daughter, even if things were difficult, they would at least maintain a surface of peace.

It seems things aren't looking so good today.

Du Xiner sarcastically mocked Song Qingshuang first, but Old Master Huo blamed only Song Qingshuang.

Huo Jingshu's attitude towards Fu Yan was also vicious, and the other people in the house were indifferent to them. Even the servants only politely addressed Five Madam, but when it came to Fu Yan, they simply called her Miss Fu.

There is estrangement and discomfort. Fu Yan's life in the Huo family is really not good.

Fu Yan pushed his body away, "Go after her. Huo Jing Shu just has a quick temper, she's not a bad person at heart. Don't think she bullied me, in terms of verbal sparring, she's never won against me."

Fu Jing saw her nose red and immediately put his coat on her. "But I saw she looked at you..."

At this time, a cold voice came, “Do you have the right to interfere”

Fu Yan and Fu Jing both turned their heads. Under the dappled shade of the trees, Huo Mingzheng stood tall and straight, a subtle smirk playing on his lips.Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work.