Yan heard busy tones on the other end of the phone, Huo Mingzheng hung up.She stood at the end of the corridor, her heart suddenly aching, but immediately she took a deep breath, composed herself, and...Huo Jingshu strode forward and stopped her, "Fu Yan, please, I can't just break things off with Fu Jing like this."

"Huò Jìngshū," Fù Yānsōng released the car door, meeting her pleading gaze.

"Don't you find this kind of behavior quite humorous You asked me to help you win back Fu Jing, and if he stayed, wouldn't that slap your face As the proud Miss Huo, wouldn't that be a disgrace"

"Fu Jing is going abroad, what am I proud of!" Huo Jing shu choked with sobs.

"I never really wanted to break off the engagement. I was just saying things in anger at the time."

"You said it was just talk, but is marriage a child's play You can just dissolve it with one word. In Fu Jing's eyes, you are neither responsible nor mature. I used to think the two of you were quite a match. Although you have a bad temper, your intentions aren't bad, and sometimes you're even cute. Now it seems that you not only have bad intentions but also lack brains."

“You!” Huo Jingshu didn’t expect Fu Yan to speak so rudely and directly.

Fu Yan was too lazy to argue with her.

Ho Jing Shu tightly gripped the car door, "Are you just taking advantage of your relationship with my second brother to talk to me like that!"

A look of confusion crossed her face.

But it was this fleeting astonishment that Huo Jing-shu caught.

"Your second brother confessed his feelings for you at the family banquet on the 15th, right in front of everyone. With a brother like him to protect you, aren't you feeling very proud now!"

Fu Yan let go of her hand, which was gripping the car door. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said.

She quickly pulled open the car door and got in, just as she closed it, Huo Jing's voice seemed to drift from far away.

"Don't play dumb. Second Brother pays for the Fifth House's living expenses out of his own pocket every year. You really use it without any guilt!"

The car sped past Huo Jing's side, and Fu Yan seemed not to be affected at all by the things she had said.

But as they reached the red light intersection, Fu Yan stepped on the brake and gripped the steering wheel tightly.

It turns out that all these years, the Huo family has been giving their mother living expenses paid out of Huo Mingzheng's own pocket.

That's seven figures in living expenses. Uncle Huo has lived like that for the past decade. The first few years must have been funded by the Huo family, and since Huo Mingzheng can pay out of pocket without his family knowing, he probably took over the Huo family business.

Eight years.

More than 40 million.

He Mingzheng didn't utter a word, she knew nothing.

What she hadn't expected was that Huo Mingzheng would actually confess his liking for her in front of the entire Huo family. Wasn't he afraid of being scolded by his elders

The old man is paralyzed in bed, isn't there still Huo Mingzheng's uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, and other elders in the family

And his parents.

Doesn't he care at all

This matter had been swirling in Fu Yan's mind, to the point that during the morning meeting, she was often distracted.

The section manager called her several times, but it wasn't until Xiao Xi, who was sitting next to her, reminded her that she came back to her senses.

After the meeting ended, Fu Yan returned to her office. She picked up her phone several times but put it back down again. She gulped down some water and then began to focus on her work.

The phone, which had been suddenly put aside, rang.

Caller ID: Ho Mingzheng

Fu Yan's hand rolled the pen, and the bell rang several times before she picked up.

"Huo Jingshu is causing you trouble" Huo Mingzheng cut to the chase.

Fu Yan thought about this problem, Huo Jing's matter wasn't considered troublesome.

"No."

Huo Mingzheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window at that time, thinking of Cao Fang's words that Huo Jingshu had gone to find Fu Yan this morning, and the coldness in his eyes deepened.r repeated that intimate action from that night, always maintaining a distance that wouldn't make her uncomfortable.He said softly, "You don't owe me an apology. Feelings are a matter of mutual consen...