tch interview on TV, no wonder his voice sounded familiar.Ji Lin was giggling beside her, “She’s had a thing for Olympic champions since she was little, idolizing them to no end. This is all because o...After the meeting on Monday afternoon, Fu Yan brought her assistant Lai Xiao-xi to Huo's.

Prior to this, Fangxin and the Ho family's design department had a collaboration, Fu Yan only handled the finishing touches.

Ho's place is right across from Fangxin, it only takes five minutes to walk over.

As soon as she stepped into the hall, Fu Yan saw Cao Fang standing at the front desk from afar.

She was taken aback for a moment, then realized that Cao Fang must have done something to provoke Huo Mingzheng.

Before, Huo Mingzheng was stabbed for her and hospitalized. Cao Fang struck first and reported later, privately asked her to go to the hospital to cook porridge for Huo Mingzheng, and was punished by Huo Mingzheng to stand at the front desk.

At that time, she still didn't understand why being made to stand at the front desk would make Cao Fang look so deeply wronged.

Until she walked over, she saw no less than ten cups of coffee and milk tea in front of Cao.

Two female employees wearing Ho's work badges stood on either side of him, seemingly nonchalant. In reality, they kept stealing glances at Cao Fang. Whenever they had a moment to spare, they openly stared at his face.

"Fangge, why haven't you drunk the milk tea I bought for you"

"Brother Fang doesn't like sweet drinks, you haven't figured that out yet, he likes to drink American style coffee."

The female employee picked up the American coffee on the table and handed it to Cao Fang, almost shoving the coffee cup right into his mouth.

"Fangge, this is your favorite iced Americano, try it."

Fu Yan saw Cao Fang's face, which was as if facing a great enemy, and suddenly realized.

Cao Fang feared his daughter.

She had forgotten so much after all this time. When Cao Fang first approached her, although he was meticulous in everything he did, he rarely spoke. Every time they talked, he wouldn't dare to look into her eyes, as if she were going to eat him alive.

Later on, facing her being able to talk well was because of time passing. They became familiar with each other, and plus Huo Mingzheng's reminder, he gradually wasn't afraid of her anymore, and gradually wasn't so afraid of women either.

However, he is now facing not one woman, but...

Fu Yan took a glance at the milk tea and coffee on the table.

This...

It's hard to assess.

Cao Fang is handsome, tall with broad shoulders and long legs. It's rumored that he has a considerable amount of assets, and most importantly, he is still single. He has high emotional intelligence, practically the ideal man for women looking for a partner.

Cao Fang saw Fu Yan, like he had grasped a life-saving straw. And the two female employees around him, seeing someone arrive, immediately straightened their work attitude, their expressions switching from coquettish laziness to professional smiles in a second.

"Hello, I'm Fu Yan, Business Manager of the Fangxin Project Department. I'm looking for Fan, Design Director."

"Okay, I'll swipe your card for you." Cao Fang strode out from behind the front desk.

The female employee beside him was stunned. Didn't this require asking the other party if they had an appointment

They glanced at Cao Fang in confusion. Their usually woman-fearing assistant, was surprisingly close to Fang Xin's business manager, even diligently brushing the elevator open for him and stepping into the elevator first to block the door, gentlemanly to the extreme.

They looked at each other.

I think Fang Ge seems to be very familiar with her.

Another female employee touched her chin, “He seems familiar, yet he acts like he doesn't know us. There must be something fishy going on. Maybe Brother Fang already has a girlfriend, and that woman is his girlfriend”

"Tsk, it's still quite good-looking. No wonder we didn't catch Fang Ge's eye."

Just as some people from the company were coming back, I heard them gossiping about Cao Fang at the front desk. into a straight line.In ancient times, Ji Lin, Song Qing霜, Xia... Huo Mingzheng.He suddenly drew out ointment from his right hand, along with a cotton swab, and shoved it into Fu Yan's hand. "Apply i...