oon as Huo Mingzheng returned to the company, he called for a high-level meeting and began reviewing the endless piles of documents, approving various projects.He was busy until it was almost evening....Qin Heng smirked, "Otherwise how would you say you have a higher emotional intelligence than your brother"

Cao Fangqian laughed twice, Doctor Qin was insulting him. His brother didn't have any emotional intelligence at all.

"You really care about Mr. Huo and Miss Fu."

Qin Heng waved it off, "I'm just giving him a step down. Don't you think Azheng can see through him He's just being stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat."

Last night, I guess Fu Yan and Zuo guessed they had a disagreement. He clearly cared so much about her, but he stood at the door of the ward without going in.

......

The doctor just finished checking on Fu Yan, comforting her, "The bleeding has stopped, and you'll be able to go home tomorrow."

"Thank you."

Ho Mingzheng pushed open the door of the ward and heard Fu Yan thanking the doctor in French.

Her voice is pleasant to hear, no matter what language she speaks, there's an innate sensuality to it.

Fu Yan's remaining light also saw him, withdrawing her gaze without making a sound, but her hand under the quilt tightened.

After the doctor left, he closed the door.

"Who did you learn French from" Huo Mingzheng walked over and put down the clay pot congee, seemingly asking casually.

He knew that Fu Hanlin had lived in Zurich for several days before, spending time together day and night. Was it Fu Hanlin who taught her

He said lightly, "Your teacher isn't very capable."

Fu Yan's French was all from the Luna sect, and she could hear Huo Mingzheng teasing her pronunciation. "Huo Zong is fluent in multiple languages and a top student,"

"You've got plenty."

Fu Yan was taken aback and lowered her eyes, "I'm not living here long-term, so there's no need to learn."

She's just temporarily unable to use transportation, otherwise Huo Mingzheng should have sent her back home already.

Zurich, she lived there for almost a month, actually quite adapted to it. It's no wonder that it has been rated as one of the most livable cities in the world by the UN Human Settlements Programme for many consecutive years.

It is indeed a very comfortable place. She had been thinking about settling down here in the future a few days ago.

Huo Mingzheng's gaze moved from her face and gently scraped a bit of porridge from the bowl and brought it to her lips. "My fees are expensive, you can't afford them."

Fu Yan was choked and took the spoon from his hand expressionlessly, "Mr. Huo is so valuable, how dare I trouble you"

Ho Mingzheng glanced at her lowered eyebrows with a hint of something unreadable in his gaze, then turned to the window and pulled the curtains wider.

The moment the curtain opened, his icy voice spoke softly.

Fu Yan listened to —

Free lessons for you.

Her hand stilled, she ate the porridge in silence, a stifling feeling pressing down on her chest.

My thoughts trailed off for a moment, and I didn't hold the spoon properly. My hand scraped against the porridge.

She was just about to take out a tissue when Huo Mingzheng's distinctly boned fingers beat her to it, pulling out a tissue and wiping her hand.

At a glance, she saw the scabbed marks on the back of his fingers. There were four protruding knuckles and the shape of the fingers suggested he had been clenching them tightly, striking something with force.

It's been a while.

Her heart pounded, "This is from when Ji Lin left"

Huo Mingzheng followed her gaze downwards. The moment she opened her mouth, it was about Ji Lin. She only cared about Ji Lin in this whole world!

He remained composed, responding with a question of his own: "Who told you that"omeone must have helped her."“You’re right,” the ash scattered, landing on Huo Mingzheng's other hand. He didn’t seem to notice, letting out a cold snort, “Cao Yuan has already brought Ji Lin here. It...