he door and unexpectedly saw Song Qing霜 on the other side, holding her phone and talking to her."Aren't you supposed to be out of town" Song Qingfrost hung up the phone and glared at her, her face ful...Everything from beginning to end is unrelated to her.
None of this mattered, but when Qin Heng said that Huo Mingzheng was doing all of this for the project, for her, Fu Yan could no longer hold on to the dream she had woven herself.
Qin Heng's "she" is not Fu Yan.
Fu Yan was very clear.
The front door was eerily quiet, as if no one had ever come here.
In the office, Qin Heng was speechless after being questioned by Huo Mingzheng. “Fine, I won’t ask, okay I won’t ask anymore! You say Fu Yan has a bad temper, but you're the one with the terrible temper. Anyone who likes you must be blind.”
"You're willing to get angry at someone as adorable as Fu Yan!"
"Cute" Huo Mingzheng frowned.
Qin Heng said generously, "So what if she's cute She's also pretty, has a good figure, is hardworking and ambitious, and there's nothing bad about her."
For every advantage he mentioned about Fu Yan, Huo Mingzheng's face darkened by a fraction, until finally it was as dark and heavy as ink. "You're the one who's blind."
He left the office without another word, but as he opened the door, he saw his suit jacket on the chair by the entrance.
He picked up his coat, his eyes dark as twilight.
The next morning, Qin Heng came to check on Fu Yan. He found that her complexion was worse than yesterday. “Didn’t you sleep well”
The doctor can't be fooled, Fu Yan nodded, "A little insomnia."
"You slept too much during the day, it's understandable. Today, try to adjust your sleep as much as possible; it will help with your recovery." Qin Heng instructed the nurse to record this and then flipped through the lab results again.
"You'll be able to go home tomorrow."
Fu Yan reluctantly ate some food and, with the nurse's help, got out of bed to move around. She was much better than yesterday and could walk without assistance.
Even during her break time, she didn't sleep. She turned on the TV and saw news about the engagement of the Huo family and the Fu family, a grand engagement party held at a hotel.
She just remembered, today is Fu Jing and Huo Jing's engagement.
Ho Mingzheng knew from the beginning that she couldn't go, so he deliberately provoked her to ask questions. He just wanted to tell her that Fu Jing was going to be engaged and to let her give up on him.
Thinking that the man didn't love her, yet wanted to control her, Fu Yan only felt like a joke.
The phone on the bedside table rang, displaying a strange number with no caller ID. It didn't look like a domestic number.
She hung up the phone, and then it rang again.
Fu Yan hesitated for a few seconds, pressing the phone to her ear.
"Payan! I'm going to kill you!" A furious roar came from the phone, the voice hoarse and rough. She didn't recognize it at first, but reacted a few seconds later.
She tentatively asked, "Are you Shen Wei"
Shen Wei hid in a corner of the hotel. She had just taken her eighth bath, but she still smelled it. The stench of those men made her nauseous; no matter how hard she scrubbed, she couldn't get rid of it. Her throat was hoarse and dry, aching with every word.
It's all thanks to Fu Yan! "Are you pleased with yourself Do you think you've won" Fu Yan, I'm telling you, I haven't lost to you. What are you, do you really think Huo Mingzheng likes you"
"Fu Yan listened to her speak incoherently, as if she had been stimulated. "I didn't intend to win against you, it was you who treated me as a rival from the start, Shen Wei, this is your own making."
"Do you dare to admit that you have no ulterior motives Do you dare to admit that you sabotaged my engagement with Huo Mingzheng without any selfish intentions You do, you just don't want to see me engaged to Huo Mingzheng!"
Shen Wei let out a mocking laugh, "But Fu Yan, what use is this You think Huo Mingzheng likes you No, you should be clearer than anyone who he likes. You only resemble that person."
She whispered, venomously, "You're just a stand-in."countless times with a brush, yet the imprint of that kiss wouldn't come off.Tears splashed onto the ground, and she scrambled out of the master bedroom.Ran out of the main building, ignoring the pain...