ual composure and coldness, had moved Huo Mingzheng, the dignified heir of the Huo family, to personally chase her down at the airport in a bid to prevent their breakup as he prepared to leave for ove...Sure enough, Cao Man's face turned ugly in an instant. She let out a cold snort and walked out of the tea room in her high heels.

Fu Yan returned to the office and began to familiarize herself with the work at hand.

Time flew by and it's Friday already.

Fu Yan opened the car, and four female colleagues from other departments were sitting in the car.

Where there are women, there are many topics to discuss.

They all asked Fu Yanping how she usually took care of her skin, as it was so good.

"I usually don't take good care of my skin. It's probably genetic, like my mom, she has really good skin."

Thinking of Song Qing霜, Fu Yan calculated the time in her heart.

Before this, Huo Mingzheng's people who controlled Song Qingshuang in Lyon had already left. A few days before Ji Lin woke up, she went to Lyon and asked her mother about staying or leaving. As a result, her mother said that she would stay in Lyon and not return to China.

See you next time, have to wait until Qingming Festival holiday.

The car drove out of Fangxin, and Xiaoxi, sitting in the passenger seat, opened her phone's navigation app to plan the route.

When Fu Yan heard the phrase "drunkard's paradise," her eyebrows twitched.

"Where did you change it to"

Before, she clearly heard it was Jinhe Garden.

Xiaoxi explained, "I heard that this time, a relative of the Huo family from the other company paid out of pocket to change the location to Zui Renjian."

The colleague sitting in the back heard this and laughed, "It's really a shame that Cao Man didn't come this time. Being related to the Huo family is like being related to royalty, isn't it Everyone knows she spends her days dreaming of marrying into a wealthy family."

And Fu Yan did not join their conversation. Firstly, she was unfamiliar with Cao Man and had nothing to say. Secondly, she was thinking about the relatives of the Huo family. Were they someone she knew

She has already left the Huo family and does not want people to know about her past identity.

But to say we're leaving now would be too rude. Let's go take a look first and then decide.

The car is parked in the parking lot of Zui Ren Jian.

Today is Friday, and the customer traffic at Zuì Rén Jiān (醉人間) is the highest of the week.

Fu Yan rode the elevator to the sixth floor with her colleagues.

Pushing open the private room door, there were already seven or eight people inside, about half and half male and female.

As soon as Fu Yan entered, she became the center of attention. She nodded as a greeting.

Zhou Rui waved at Fu Yan and the others, and Fu Yan and Xiao Xi walked over.

Zhou Rui handed Fu Yan a glass of fruit wine, "Fu Yan, don't listen to Cao Man's nonsense. I asked you if you were coming the other day because I wanted you to integrate faster with us. Don't misunderstand."

Fu Yan took the wine and smiled, saying that she didn't misunderstand anything.

However, she didn't take a sip of the wine he offered.

She is especially careful about what goes in after making a mistake before.

No one knows what lies behind a smiling face, whether it's a human or a beast.

A little more attention will never hurt.

Opposite me sat an employee from an interior design company, who had collaborated with Fangxin's project department on several projects.

One slightly overweight man lingered his gaze on her for a moment. His colleague patted him on the shoulder, "Deng Shao, didn't you say you were related to the Huo family Ask the waiter to bring us some good wine so we can see the world."

Fu Yan's hand paused mid-guava, taking in the slightly plump man being called Deng Shao.

原來他就是霍家的親戚。

I don't know.

Deng Shao and Fu Yan met each other's eyes. He immediately waved his hand, "I've been ready for a long time."ely retracted his gaze and didn't dare to look again.After cooking noodles and congee for Miss Ji, Mr. Huo is going to start researching Guangcheng cuisine againIs it because he knows Zhou Tian Huo Yu...