sadAnd then...Tomorrow is my father's death anniversary.She wasn't lying when she said she wanted to go back to Guangcheng before. She was truly planning on it. Every year, she would visit her father...Ho Mingzheng glanced at the slippers that could serve as a boat for her feet, withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and received the report sent by the marketing department.

"Mr. Huo, you should rest. Let the deputy general manager handle these matters. You've been seriously injured before, so you shouldn't overwork yourself," Cao Fang reminded him without fear of death.

He had just finished speaking when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fu Yan remain unmoved. She continued walking as if she hadn't heard a word, her cotton slippers clearly uncomfortable. Suddenly, she stumbled, and Cao Fang's heart skipped a beat.

A figure darted past him.

Ho Mingzheng steadily grasped Fu Yan's arm, pulling her into his embrace.

Cao Fang looked at the distance between himself and Fu Yan, compared to Huo Mingzheng and Fu Yan just now, he was clearly closer. But President Huo appeared in front of Fu Yan before him.

If you don't pay close attention, how can you act at the first moment

Huo Mingzheng's face was dark and grim, and he said his first word to Fu Yan since morning.

"I bought you new shoes, why aren't you wearing them"

Fu Yan was also startled, but she didn't remember Huo Mingzheng asking someone to buy her new slippers. She said in a shaky voice, "I didn't see."

"You're blind, of course you can't see!" Huo Mingzheng said coldly, ordering Cao Fang to go back to the room and get it.

Fu Yan naturally heard that he was calling her a white-eyed wolf, angry because she had repeated his words from this morning verbatim.

She naturally didn't give him a good look. He beat Ji Lin and then confined her, did he expect her to smile sweetly at him

I'm sorry, she can't do that.

Cao Fang quickly took out a pair of slippers, they were white flat shoes.

Ho Mingzheng kept a composed expression as he scooped Fu Yan up in his arms. Fu Yan expected him to roughly toss her onto the couch, but surprisingly, he moved with remarkable gentleness, placing her down softly. His actions were a stark contrast to his grim visage.

As she was lost in thought, Huo Mingzheng had already taken the slippers from Cao Fang's hand. He knelt on one knee before her and took off those ridiculously large slippers.

As soon as his hand touched Fu Yan's foot, she instinctively flinched and reached out to take her shoe. "I'll do it myself,"

With a slap, Huo Mingzheng pushed her hand away.

The movements were light, even delicate. To Cao Fang, it looked like flirting if you didn't look at their faces.

Fu Yan clenched her fingers, tightly pursed her lips and said nothing.

Ho Mingzheng silently put her shoes on.

However, he did not immediately release her ankle. Instead, he held onto Fu Yan's ankle tightly, his gaze fixed on the bruise on her ankle bone. His thumb gently rubbed against it.

That night, the image of her running frantically in the street came back to him.

From despair and helplessness, to a glimmer of hope igniting in her eyes, it was a breathtaking sight that imprinted itself onto his mind.

Huo Mingzheng's grip on her ankle tightened suddenly.

Just then, Cao Fang's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Li Qin. He instinctively glanced at the two people on the sofa, quietly retreated, and then answered the call.

However, when he heard the voice on the phone, his face turned pale instantly, thinking that something was wrong.

He quickly turned back to Huo Mingzheng's face, "Mr. Huo, Miss Li just called."

He put his phone on speaker.

Kevin's voice, low and eerie, came through the phone.

"Huo Mingzheng, your fiancée is visiting me. When are you free to come and take her away"

But don't keep her waiting too long, you know the effects of that medicine. If she can't stand being alone, I'll just have to find a few men to keep her company. I wonder if Miss Li's delicate body can withstand a few men.d hurriedly trotted after him."Fu Jing, wait for me!"Ho Jing-Shu's voice gradually faded away.Ho Mingzheng casually scanned the surroundings, feigning busyness while actually eavesdropping on the goss...