hold it steady. How could a perfectly normal person suddenly lose contactShe dialed Song Qingshuang's number again, but there was no signal. She turned to Cao Fang and asked to borrow his phone, but C...Lao Si is the most unremarkable one among all. Besides loving his wife and inheriting the handsome genes of the Huo family, everything else seems to be a genetic mutation.

He thought the position of head of the family was his for the taking. Who knew that Old Master Huo publicly announced Huo Yuanshi as the heir Later, when Huo Yuanshi got into an accident, he thought this time it was finally his turn. But who knew that Huo Mingzheng returned from military school, studied finance, and became the head of the Huo family in a blink of an eye.

Now, in this family, his position is awkward.

Huo Mingzheng was so disrespectful, he really couldn't get down from this stage.

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became, and he took his anger out on Fu Yan. “Even if Fu Yan really didn’t do anything with Fu Jing, they being alone together in a room is bound to attract gossip. Is Fu Yan wrong”

"It's not her fault." Fu Jing opened Huo Jing's hand that was holding his arm. "I saw her face looked pale and weak downstairs at her house, I just sent her home."

Huo Mingzheng's hand paused as he picked up his teacup again, instantly noticing Fu Yan's slightly pale complexion.

"Well said, send her home." Du Xinrui sneered.

Song Qing霜 heard her yin and yang tone and was annoyed, "Don't fan the flames, my daughter Fu Yan and Fu Jingqing are innocent. Don't slander them!"

"Only your daughter is precious! When has my daughter ever suffered such humiliation If it weren't for Fu Yan's seduction of Fu Jing, would he have been bewitched and confused to appear at her doorstep early in the morning"

"One enticement at a time, which eye did you see that with" Song Qing霜 still wanted to argue with her, but was held back by Fu Yan.

"That's enough!" Lord Huo said in a deep voice, "It's good that the misunderstanding is cleared. You all keep arguing about the same things. Do you have to make such a fuss and let everyone know about it just to be satisfied"

Du Xiner and Song Qingshuang fell silent at the same time.

Huo Siye refused to give up, “It’s just based on Fu Yan's one-sided words that we should believe that she and Fu Jing have nothing That’s not convincing at all!”

Having said that, he turned to Fu Yan and said, "Fourth Uncle is not a person who clings to reason and refuses to let go. As long as you make it clear, who that man you were with is, then we might believe you."

Huo Mingzheng leisurely set aside the tea leaves, his eyes clear and cold, like the wind on a winter night.

Fu Yan clenched her fists.

She didn't dare to look back at Huo Mingzheng.

"Come on, hurry up!" Song Qing霜 tugged at her. Fu Yan's legs felt like jelly, and she was pulled off balance, stumbling forward.

Two hands, one on each side, grasped her arms simultaneously.

Fu Jing turned his head to look at Huo Mingzheng, the latter's eyes were cold as ice, his fingers clenched tightly.

Fu Yan felt a sharp pain in her chest. It was Huo Mingzheng warning her.

Warn her to know her place and what she should and shouldn't say.

She regained her footing, her face pale. "I told you, you wouldn't know him."

"If you don't say, how would I know we don't know each other" Fourth Master Huo pressed closer.

A blur of faces flashed across Fu Yan's mind, and the first person she thought of was Ji Lin. Given their relationship, using each other as scapegoats had become second nature.

As everyone knows, Ji Lin is competing abroad and hasn't returned to the country yet.

At this very moment, Fu Yan hates that she has too few male friends and can't find a suitable person to take the blame.

Du Xinru saw her stammer and her face turned pale. "I think you're lying! That person was Fu Jing!"

"Yan Yan, what's going on!" Song Qing霜 was about to panic.

"It was someone from my company." Fu Yan's throat felt tight and sore. change the signature at the end; it was still hers.Xiaxia propped her chin with both hands, smiling. She couldn't help but think that Fu Yan was becoming more and more beautiful. Not only was she pre...