o excited that she accidentally pricked her finger with a rose thorn. She frowned, but before she could deal with it, she got up and rushed to the entrance hall."A-Zheng!" She ran up to him, Huo Mingz...The car passed through H City, not going to the residential area where Fu Yan lived.

She guessed what, "I don't need to see a doctor."

Caofang held the steering wheel and said without looking back, "You got a bump on your head, shouldn't you take a look After all, you're pretty. If your brain gets scrambled, it would be a shame."

Fu Yan frowned, and couldn't help but think of herself drooling. Her frown deepened. "It's not that bad."

“This isn't a good thing. There was a news report about a car accident before, where a man on a motorcycle drove the wrong way and hit a small car. The bumper of the small car flew off, but the motorcyclist wasn't hurt at all. He paid the money and went home. What do you think happened”

Cao Fang is strange to tantalize people's appetites.

Fu Yan originally didn't want to pay attention, but unconsciously he was led in. She curiously asked: "What's wrong"

"Cerebral hemorrhage, he's dead."

Cao Fang stepped on the brakes, the red light ahead.

Fu Yan's heart leaped into her throat, her upper body instinctively surging forward. She unconsciously gripped the leather chair, her mind pounding like a drum, as if she could hear the sound of blood flowing in her head.

She swallowed nervously.

The green light came on. Cao Fang glanced at her in the rearview mirror, knowing his plan would work. He shifted gears and started the car, driving toward Qin Heng's hospital.

Fortunately, the check revealed that everything was fine.

As Fu Yan left, Qin Heng dialed a number. "This is the how many time she's been to the hospital"

"Finished checking" the man's voice was low.

"It's okay, relax."

As soon as the words left his mouth, a busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

Qin Heng took out his phone and saw, damn it, it was dead!

Fu Yan Gang returned home, finished his shower, and received a call from Ji Lin.

"Hey, the big champion is finally free"

There was a long silence on the other end of the line.

Fu Yan frowned, took her phone and glanced at it. It was indeed Ji Lin calling, and he was still on the call.

Why doesn't he speak

Another few seconds of silence passed. Fu Yan felt a shiver run down her spine for no reason. Could something have happened to Ji Lin

Until she cried out, "Ji Lin!"

"You still have the nerve to call me!" Ji Lin's anger sprayed across the phone directly onto Fu Yan's face.

Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat, it was over.

For revenge against Shen Wei, she almost got into trouble. She asked Ji Qing to hide it from Ji Lin first. Ji Qing also helped her conceal it because she knew that Ji Lin was about to compete. She didn't say how long she would keep it a secret.

Fu Yan believed she could at least hide it until Ji Lin returned home.

Unexpectedly, just after the competition ended last night, Ji Lin knew about it today.

"I was wrong..."

"You're not wrong!" Ji Lin said angrily. "It's my fault, I shouldn't have let my sister take care of you so much, then you wouldn't have come to the Ji family for bodyguards!"

"Don't get mad, you just won the championship, scowling at your opponent will make them think you don't even care about the win, making it easy for them to get a shot in."

"Don't give me that!" His voice dropped, and through the phone, Fu Yan heard his ragged breaths.

When people are trying to calm themselves down, they often subconsciously make this gesture.

Fu Yan knew this time, Ji Lin was truly angry. Her mind raced, thinking of ways to appease him. However, Ji Lin spoke first, cursing bitterly, " Huo Mingzheng is useless!"

He gritted his teeth, "For so many years, what have you wanted from him Was it because he's older than you Was it because he's been heartless and uncaring towards you"

Fu Yan was pierced to the heart, her tongue pressed against her palate, a sour and bitter sensation surging straight up her nose, shaking her tear ducts, her eyes suddenly warming.

Her voice trembled: "I don't want to like him anymore."

A black Bentley was parked downstairs in the building complex. The elevator doors opened and closed, Huo Mingzheng inserted the key into the lock and as he turned the doorknob, he heard that sentence.

On the phone, Ji Lin fell silent for a moment. For so many years, Fu Yan had never said the word "give up." She loved Huo Mingzheng, even her life was insignificant if it meant being with him. Asking her to give up would be like asking for her death.

But when she actually said it, Ji Lin felt a strange kind of bitterness that extinguished his anger.

He asked cautiously, "What's wrong"

Fu Yan shook her head, "It's nothing, I just feel tired and don't want to like anyone anymore."

She sniffed, "When are you coming back I'll treat you to something delicious."

Ji Lin pretended to be nonchalant and said, "With your meager salary, you can't possibly afford to treat Young Master like me to anything good."

Fu Yan silently wiped away her tears and burst into a smile: "That's what I want! Let Shao Qi treat me to a meal."

"I'm so hungry I could eat you up!"

The phone call ended, Fu Yan leaned back on the sofa, staring silently at the ceiling, tears blurring her vision in an instant.

Although she told herself she shouldn't like Huo Mingzheng anymore, that from now on their paths should diverge, him walking his sunny road and her her solitary wooden bridge, that looking up or down they were only cousins.

But in my mind, the outlines of Huo Mingzheng's face kept appearing: his thin lips, his straight nose, and his deep-set eyes dark as night, calm yet dangerous like the sea before a tsunami...

Fu Yan suddenly scrambled up from the sofa, breaking out in a cold sweat. Before she could even steady herself, she was pushed back onto the sofa by Huo Mingzheng.

A man's warm and powerful fingers grasped her jaw. At such close proximity, Fu Yan clearly saw the cracks in his eyes, a dark, incomprehensible something crawling out from the fissures, both terrifying and thrilling.

The man's voice was laced with a low chuckle: "What did you just say to Ji Lin"

"Let me go!" Fu Yan had never seen Huo Mingzheng like this. Fear drove her to resist frantically.

She had just finished her shower, wearing a bathrobe, struggling with the open neckline. She didn't care, she only knew that Huo Mingzheng was very dangerous right now.

Huo Mingzheng sneered, grabbed her waist, and looked at her like a lamb to be slaughtered, "Don't like me anymore, huh"

The burning hot tears rolled down, making her tremble all over. "Yes! Damn stand-in! I'm done with it! Who wants to like you, who goes and likes you!"

Huo Mingzheng's chest heaved violently. He pressed his hand against Fu Yan, directly pulling the sash of her bathrobe and effortlessly binding her hands together with a dead knot.

"You are destined to be my woman, Huo Mingzheng," he said, the anger in his eyes gradually becoming clearer, bloodshot like flames spreading in all directions. "If you don't like me, who do you want to like"

"Fu Jing, Fu Hanlin, or... Ji Lin"

Fu Yan bit her lip, gritting her teeth as she hissed, "You bastard!"

"Don't touch me!" Fu Yanxi snarled, her hands immobilized so she kicked out with her feet.

Huo Mingzheng's eyes were like an unfathomable black abyss, pulling Fu Yanjuan into it. He took a bite of her delicate neck, leaving a mark. "Like this, who would dare to want you" I know. Just ask around, maybe you'll find out you have some in common." Huo Mingzheng elegantly sipped his soup with a spoon.She gave Huo Mingzheng a piece of chicken and placed it on the small dish...