January 1st, New Year's Day. Fireworks are bursting all over the streets and alleys. Even from Mingyu Mansion, one can hear the intermittent explosions. Amidst the city's hustle and bustle, she sits...His sudden tenderness left Fu Yan's mind blank for a moment, as if bewitched, her body and mind began to fall apart.

Just then, there came a knock at the door.

"Mr. Huo, I bought the things back."

Cao Yuan is back.

Fu Yan's rationality returned instantly, and she raised her hand to push Huo Mingzheng away. However, his hand remained tightly clasped around her neck, showing no intention of letting go.

His thumb gently rubbed the tender skin on the back of her neck, with a hint of soothing.

Tell her not to be nervous.

His warm lips pressed against her lower lip, moving gently, rubbing against the pearl of her upper lip, teasing her to a tremor in her heart. All she heard was his low, husky voice say: "Wait a while."

Cao Yuan outside the door was taken aback.

Before Cao Fang could react, he walked out of the kitchen and saw him standing dumbfounded at the doorway. He walked over and asked, "What's wrong"

Cao Yuan lifted the bag in his hand. "Mr. Huo told me to buy this for Miss Fu."

Why not send it in

"Mr. Huo told me to wait a moment," Cao Yuan repeated.

Outside, the man known as the "Living King of Hell" is completely subdued in front of his twin brother. It's a rare side of him that few outsiders ever get to see: obedient and compliant.

Cao Fang frowned, it seemed his silly little brother almost ruined Mr. Huo's good deed.

This kind of thing can only be understood, not described, and it's even harder to explain. He cleared his throat, "Then let's send it in later."

"Come on, brother, I made you something delicious."

Cao Yuan glanced back at the entrance. His several younger brothers were still standing there, all ears and eyes. He said with a stern face: "I'm not a child, what delicious food can I possibly make"

If anyone in this world understands Cao Yuan best, it's Cao Fang.

He glanced at the front door, his eyes filled with "I told you so". He said in a serious tone, "Please have dinner with me."

Cao Yuan stood there for a while, still with a solemn expression, and followed him into the kitchen.

In the ward.

Fu Yan gasped, finally pushing Huo Mingzheng away, but she still remembered to avoid his injured area.

There was less than ten centimeters between them. She heard the rapid breaths of Huo Mingzheng beside her ear, and didn't know where to look.

She was so embarrassed, mainly because just now Cao Yuan knocked on the door, and Huo Mingzheng spoke in that tone, afraid that others wouldn't know what they were doing.

Seeing her about to stand up, Huo Mingzheng gripped her wrist with his left hand and said in a low voice, "Where are you going"

Fu Yan was caught off guard and bumped into his deep lake-like eyes. She awkwardly shifted her gaze, not wanting to get lost in them. "Go wash your face," she said.

"That's perfect, bring Cao Yuan's purchases inside." Saying that, Huo Mingzheng called out to Cao Yuan.

Cao Yuan quickly strode out of the kitchen, forcing down a mouthful of char siu pork. He picked up his bag and pushed open the door.

Fu Yan lowered her eyes and glanced at Huo Mingzheng. She quickly took a step forward, blocking Cao Yuan's line of sight, and accepted the bag from his hand with a thank you.

Huo Mingzheng looked at her back with a relaxed composure, realizing the reason she suddenly stood before him, the smile on his lips deepened.

My heart was racing, so I tried to cover it up.

After Cao Yuan left, Fu Yan moved away from in front of him. From the corner of her eye, she saw him smiling and grabbed the coat on the back of the chair and threw it at him.

She flushed with anger and said, “I’m going to wash my face.”I’ll go get it for you.”Fu Yan sat on the dining chair, close to the floor-to-ceiling window. From here, she could see a corner of the backyard.It rained for several days, but the sun came out today,...