hat moment's heartbreak, her eyes welled up.Huo Mingzheng's phone on the coffee table rang. Fu Yan saw the caller ID: Li Qin.She held her breath for a moment and looked away.In the fading light, Huo M...All sorts of memories flooded her mind, and her hand stopped. “Mr. Huo, don’t you want to try a few more”

Ho Mingzheng felt a slight prick in his heart.

Fu Yan lowered her eyes, adjusting her tie as she spoke with a sour tone: "You'll never know how much I suffered back then. You said you liked me, but have you ever respected me"

"Xiao Xiao..." Huo Mingzheng instinctively reached for her hand, but only grasped the corner of her scarf. It slipped from his palm, and he clenched it tightly, holding onto her hand firmly so she wouldn't escape.

Fu Yan smiled wryly. "Mr. Huo, don't take it to heart too much. I'm not upset anymore."

Since you don't care, wouldn't it be easy

Ho Mingzheng's breath hitched, and Fu Yan forcefully pulled her hand away. But he held on too tightly, as if wanting to grind her hand into his palm, clutching it so fiercely, afraid she would leave him.

"That wasn't a joke that time, I just wanted you to spend more time with me." He looked straight into her eyes.

Fu Yan's lips curled into a smirk, her eyes remained calm and unreadable. "Is that so."

It's too late.

Her indifferent attitude pricked at Huo Mingzheng's chest, a piercing pain. Fu Yan forcefully pulled her hand away, and her wrist was almost red. Huo Mingzheng slowly loosened his grip and let go of her.

Fu Yan didn't glance back at him. She turned and hurried into the bathroom, locking the door firmly behind her.

When she went downstairs, she saw Huo Mingzheng having breakfast in the restaurant. She stopped her steps, glanced at Cao Fang beside him, and walked over.

"Has the investigation into Ji Lin's accident been concluded" Fu Yan walked over. Lao Luo pulled out a chair next to Huo Mingzheng, but Fu Yan didn't sit down. Instead, she pulled out the chair farthest from Huo Mingzheng.

Luo Guanjia awkwardly retracted his hand.

Cao Fang nodded and said, "Young Master Ji's car accident was indeed an accident."

Fu Yan took her milk cup, hesitated for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Huo Mingzheng. Huo Mingzheng picked up a napkin to wipe the corner of his mouth, "The on-site test report has come out. I'll have Cao Yuan bring it to you later."

Fu Yan bit her inner lip, "Is that really true"

"Really" she looked into Huo Mingzheng's eyes.

Huo Mingzheng's cold eyes were clear, and it seemed as if he heard her again in the hospital, her eyes red as she looked at him and asked him, "Can you believe me"

He took a breath and softly opened his lips, "Yes."

Fu Yan nodded silently. She lowered her eyes to gaze at the pattern on the tablecloth.

Huo Mingzheng threw away his napkin and got up to leave the restaurant.

The manor was still shrouded in mist. Huo Mingzheng closed his car door, and as the car pulled away, he glanced back at Fu Yan from the floor-to-ceiling window beside the restaurant. She was staring blankly into her milk glass. He retracted his gaze, concealing his thoughts deeply.

"Cao Fang, who was driving, said uneasily: "Mr. Huo, if Miss Fu knew the truth wasn't as I said it, she would hate you."

Ho Mingzheng looked out the window at the thick fog. "You said, with her personality, if she knew something, what would she do"

Cao Fang frowned, "Young Master Ji and Miss Fu are like siblings. If they knew Young Master Ji's car accident was intentional, Miss Fu would definitely help him seek revenge, even at the risk of her own life."

Sometimes Cao Fang felt fortunate for Ji Lin. He was grateful that both Ji Lin and Fu Yan had feelings for each other that stayed within the bounds of friendship. Otherwise, given their close relationship, Second Master Ji would have vanished from Nancheng long ago.

This is also a precious bond, both Fu Yan and Ji Lin cherish each other deeply and have long regarded each other as family.

Ho Mingzheng rubbed his left thumb, the jade ring had been broken. He had worn it for several years, and his thumb already had a mark that couldn't be erased.

He said coldly, "I won't let her have blood on her hands. My little red one, she is clean."oo aggressive, their microphones almost poking Fu Yan's head. Fu Hanlin stretched out his hand to block it, his gaze swept past them indifferently. Although he remained calm and didn't utter a single...