he couldn't forget. He didn't care; he thought that with time, he could push that person out of Fu Yan's heart.But now it seems, it wasn't that he couldn't do it, but that Fu Yan didn't give him the o...I don't like her, but I treat her as family.

Give her a sense of belonging.

Fu Yan heard the long-forgotten, yet familiar address. She stared fixedly at Huo Mingzheng's face, her vacant eyes gradually brightening, tears welling up in her eye sockets.

Like grasping a lifeline, she threw herself into his arms. Her icy body trembled uncontrollably, her face as pale as death with no trace of color. She gasped for breath, her breaths coming in short, erratic bursts, her fingers clutching at the man's sleeve with all her might.

Tears rolled into the slightly open collar, burning into the man's flesh.

Hu Mingzheng clenched his hands tightly, Fu Yan fainted.

Huo Mingzheng picked up Fu Yan, kicked open the unlocked door with one foot, and shouted, "Call Qin Heng!"

Qin Heng arrived half an hour later, and Fu Yan was still unconscious. He checked her vitals and they were normal.

Before he came in, he hadn't seen the things at the gate of Fu Yanjia's house. Cao Fang had briefly told him about it.

Qin Heng spat, "What a scoundrel!"

No wonder Fu Yan fainted, that scene would scare any man who saw it, let alone a delicate woman.

He glanced at Huo Mingzheng, who was sitting beside Fu Yan's bed. The man held the woman's hand in his.

Actually, even after she passed out from the fumes, she wouldn't let go. Huo Mingzheng couldn't pull away and just let her hold on.

He felt out of place and said, “There’s nothing happening here, I’ll be going now.”

As soon as he reached the doorstep of Fu Yan's room, he stopped and spoke seriously.

You've always been the calmest one among us brothers. You know what you can and can't do, so I won't say much more. But her, have you thought about whether she can handle it

To his words, Huo Mingzheng remained silent.

He sighed silently in his heart and closed the door.

Fu Yan woke up when Qin Heng said that. She hadn't opened her eyes because she wanted to hear what Huo Mingzheng had to say.

Unfortunately, she heard nothing.

The same goes for her; she was never within Huo Mingzheng's consideration.

"Awake"

A man's voice came from above her head.

She weakly hummed in response.

Her complexion was still very pale, making her facial features almost invisible. She looked fragile, like a delicate object that could be easily broken with the slightest touch.

"Get some rest. I've already arranged for someone to take care of your mother at the hospital." Huo Mingzheng loosened his grip on her hand and stood up.

Standing by the bed, she smoothed out the wrinkles in the shirt that had been pulled out.

"Was it done by the Chen family" she asked, her voice hoarse and dry.

Huo Mingzheng frowned, "You don't need to worry about these things, just rest well."

Fu Yan held her phone tightly under the blanket. It was a text message just sent by Shen Wei — [Surprised]

She suddenly grabbed Huo Mingzheng's hand, tears swirling in her eyes, her voice trembling, "I'm scared, can you stay with me"

Huo Mingzheng stood there, gazing at her. His unfathomable eyes seemed to have waves surging through them for a moment, carrying with them layers of danger.

That glance struck her heart with astonishment.

She thought about how to get revenge on Shen Wei.

Shen Wei is the eldest daughter of the Shen family, and the future daughter-in-law of the Huo family. She has everything she wants, the wind when she wants it and the rain when she wants it.

Her only wish was to marry Huo Mingzheng, so let her seek it and be denied. She wouldn't be able to marry Huo Mingzheng.oodshot, full of mockery and coldness."Quiet and serene...""I'm not the murderer." Fu Yan looked at her calmly, trying to speak in a calm voice. "How many times do I have to say it before you believe...