dn't see a living person This is the tenth floor, can he jump out the window"The waiter stammered, "He's clearly been hit with such a potent aphrodisiac that if he doesn't touch a woman, his heart won...After dinner, Aji went to the restroom. Fu Yan pushed Huo Yuan's wheelchair out of the private room.

As I turned a corner, several people walked towards me.

Several men in suits surrounded a slightly younger man in the center.

A coldness emanated from the man's features, keeping people at arm's length. Yet, when he saw Fu Yan, the emotions in his eyes were restrained, and the fingers hanging by his side clenched into fists.

Fu Yan gripped the wheelchair armrests, averted her gaze, and was about to pretend she didn't see Huo Mingzheng.

However, the man accompanying Huo Mingzheng saw Huo Yuan first and greeted him proactively, “It’s Young Master Huo.”

He nodded slightly, greeting the few people there.

Finally, his gaze fell on Huo Mingzheng's face, "A-Zheng, you eat too."

Huo Mingzheng let out a low hum, but his gaze was fixed on Fu Yan. "Brother," he said, "you have quite the refined taste. Your place isn't close to here, so you came all this way just to eat here Haven't you had good food before"

He was surrounded by several prominent company CEOs, who usually relied on Huo Mingzheng and knew he had a sharp tongue. They didn't expect him to spare his own cousin either.

Compared to their astonishment, Huo Yuan had not a shred of anger.

He said softly, "I just want to have a meal with Yan Yan. What difference does the distance make I have plenty of time anyway."

He leaned slightly, patted Fu Yan's hand, "Let's wait for Aji downstairs."

Fu Yan's hum, she pushed the wheelchair forward. As she brushed past Huo Mingzheng, Huo Mingzheng pressed his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, bringing it to a halt.

The back of the hand was smooth, without any prominent veins, as if it hadn't exerted much effort at all, merely a casual touch.

No matter how hard one tries with both hands, they can't resist the payment.

"What do you do, Ho Ming-cheng"

Ho Mingzheng slightly turned his body, his arm brushing past her shoulder, "You have time to have dinner with him, but no time to walk me upstairs."

He said that she gave him to the delivery guy downstairs at Jing Sheng Garden last night.

He is my elder brother, and you have nothing to do with me.

Huo Mingzheng's chest heaved slightly, and the others had already moved away when Huo Mingzheng stopped Huo Yuan in his wheelchair. Who would dare eavesdrop on the family affairs of the Huo family

At this moment, Huo Mingzheng was only accompanied by Cao Fang and Cao Yuan.

"You've left the Huo family, so what kind of big brother does he claim to be If we really have to count it that way, I'm still your second older brother."

"You're my ex-boyfriend, aren't you"

Huo Mingzheng's gaze flickered slightly, he tightened his grip on the wheelchair armrests, and lowered his head to look at Fu Yan's face so close to him, "You admit it now"

"If Mr. Huo wants to pick a fight at noon, I'm afraid I can't oblige."

Huo Mingzheng's hand suddenly covered the back of her hand, his voice lowered, "I didn't argue with you."

And at such close proximity, Fu Yan also saw the red bloodshot in his eyes. He looked like he hadn't slept all night.

Just then, Aji came out of the bathroom. He walked over and said, "Second young master."

Let's go.

Huo Yuan opened his mouth faintly.

However, Huo Mingzheng's hand was still holding onto the wheelchair's handrail. Huo Yuan shi smiled slightly, "A-Zheng, are you trying to send me downstairs A-Ji is back, and so is Yan-Yan, so I won't trouble you."

Huo Mingzheng retracted his hand and looked down at Huo Yuan with a cold glance before leaving with his people.

Cao Fang, who stood behind Huo Mingzheng, also had a lot of anger in his heart.

Last night, Mr. Huo specifically instructed him to make a call to the city government and extend the public bidding time for the primary school project. Mr. Huo clearly did this out of concern for Ms. Fu's overtime work.

The result was postponed, giving Miss Fu more leeway, but it also gave her more time to spend with Huo Yuan for meals.

Isn't this like making wedding clothes for otherst dare to delay, immediately got to work, and quickly brought the soup over when it was warm.The bowl of soup remains untouched.Ho Mingzheng stood before Fu Yan, looking down at her weak, pale yet stu...