felt like it was going to explode. She couldn't stand Huo Mingzheng treating her this way, pushing her deeper and deeper into this abyss. She knew it was a lie, a trap he was setting for her, binding...He said each word slowly, "It won't be you anyway."

Ho Mingzheng left the front hall after uttering those words.

He went upstairs to the third floor, opened Old Master Huo's bedroom door, and saw the butler serving him water. Hearing the sound of the door opening, the butler turned his head and shouted, "Second Young Master."

"Old Master Huo coughed a few times and said with an unpleasant expression: “Come back to see this old man who's about to die You're welcome for helping me get a doctor. I feel much better now, so you don't have to worry."

He coughed a few times and rolled over, facing away from Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Mingzheng didn't take his yin and yang strange energy to heart. He walked over steadily, scanning the flushed face of him who coughed. "Butler, call the emergency center."

The housekeeper was taken aback.

Elder Ho coughed even more violently, rolling over, “I don’t...”

He pressed his hand on the old man's shoulder, exerting pressure continuously. "Grandfather, you are very weak now."

An hour later, an ambulance came from the other side of the rain curtain and stopped outside Huo Gongguan. Medical personnel hurried inside with a stretcher, guided by servants.

As the ambulance left Hougong Mansion, its siren pierced through the rain, and many people knew that Old Master Huo was seriously ill.

......

In the estate of Jinling's renowned mansion, Luo Shu hurried into the house.

He brushed the raindrops off his shoulders and sleeves, looking out at the gloomy sky. "This lousy weather, it was supposed to be sunny with a morning fog, how come it suddenly started pouring like this."

He turned and took the towel from the servant's hand, wiping himself as he walked inside. However, at the corner by the floor-to-ceiling window, he saw Fu Yan.

"Miss Fu."

Fù Yān didn't look back. She gazed out the window at the backyard, where a vast expanse of roses occupied almost the entire space. The branches were sprouting new buds, and the tender green leaves were ruffled by the rain.

In about half a month, the flowers will bloom.

Luo Guanjia followed her gaze outward. It was a rose trellis.

He suddenly thought of something he had never considered before. Now, all the clues were coming together, and he had a sudden realization.

"Those are roses planted personally by Mr. Huo."

Her eyes flickered.

She pursed her lips. She had heard about it before, the roses in the backyard garden were personally planted by Huo Mingzheng, and Li Qin really liked roses.

She remembered seeing Li Qin post a photo of rose branches on her Moments two months ago, with the caption: "Waiting for the flowers to bloom ".

She has also seen roses in bloom, they are really beautiful, like crimson dyed with rouge, enchanting and brilliant.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Lao Luo quickly followed a few steps. "These roses have higher soil requirements than ordinary roses and a very low survival rate. Mr. Huo consulted many experienced gardeners before successfully growing these flowers."

He really went to great lengths.

"What are you and I saying this for" Fu Yan's face showed no expression, but Lao Luo still saw a flash of disgust in her eyes.

Lao Shu closely followed her footsteps.

"The rose is named Rouge, it's from the name Miss Fu, your name."course he received it.That was the second day after Fu Yan left Nancheng, delivered by same-city express to the manor in Jining. Lao Luo received the express delivery and handed it to him personally.I...