w her standing by the BMW, dressed in dazzling finery.Fu Yan was startled and hurriedly opened the car door, shoving Song Qing˪ into the vehicle."What are you doing" Song Qing˪ mumbled in confusion, s...She secretly glanced at Huo Mingzheng, who remained silent. "When Fu Jing said he was Xiao Yan's boyfriend, it was really too cool," she said to herself. "Who wouldn't be confused after hearing that I bet Xiao Yan must have been touched."

Cao Fang drove the car over, Huo Mingzheng stubbed out his cigarette, "You drive her car back, I'll drive mine."

"Azheng!" Shen Wei gritted his teeth secretly, his face couldn't tell if it was disappointment or unwillingness.

Huo Mingzheng went around the front of the car and got in, while Cao Fang walked up to Shen Wei's face, "Miss Shen, I'll take you back."

Shen Wei wanted to go find Huo Mingzheng, but Cao Fang stood in front of her.

She moved to the left, and he moved to the left. She moved to the right, and he moved to the right. It wasn't clear if it was intentional or a coincidence.

Before Cao Fang could react, Huo Mingzheng had already driven away.

She stamped her feet angrily in place, turning back to glare at Cao Fang!

Cao Fang respectfully said, "Miss Shen, here are your car keys."

Shen Wei's heart was filled with anger, and she impatiently took out her car keys from her bag, flinging them at him!

......

Fu Yan didn't drive back to her old house. Huo Mingzheng said that Song Qing˪ probably wasn't sincere when she said she missed Fu Yan, otherwise why wouldn't she just call her directly and instead use Huo Mingzheng as a mouthpiece.

You can fool others, but you can't fool her.

The new car has been running well these days, but this road is quite congested during this time. She's not very good at driving, going back and forth until she gets off the freeway and past the intersection before the traffic starts to ease up.

Fu Jing sent her a WeChat message saying he had arrived at the fencing hall.

When the red light is on, Fu Yan takes the opportunity to reply.

As the last rays of sunlight faded, a car stopped beside her.

She seemed to sense something, and turned her head.

The trees along this road are in full autumn foliage, their leaves rustling and hitting the car window with a crisp sound.

Ho Mingzheng held the steering wheel with one hand, his fingers were pale and slender, the curve of the knuckles was as exquisitely carved, yet there was a cold hardness to them.

The warm, orange glow of the streetlamp fell on his profile. He lightly pursed his thin lips and slowly turned his gaze towards her.

Fu Yan was as moved as she had been when she was young, her heartstrings being tugged with a painful tenderness.

From the moment she learned that Huo Mingzheng was getting engaged to the present day, the emotions she had been desperately trying to suppress seemed to be sprouting like seedlings. Even the slightest flicker of feeling began to madly assault her limbs and bones.

The pain made her eyes well up for a moment.

Someone honked their horn behind her, startling her back to reality. She realized the green light had turned on and panicked. She quickly shifted gears and drove away.

After the turn, where there were few vehicles, Huo Mingzheng directly forced her to stop. She crawled along, but he stopped her effortlessly.

"Come here." The man said only two words.

Fu Yan sat in the car, motionless. Huo Mingzheng also patiently ground her, not urging her again.

She started the car to back up.

"No more feet"

Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat.

How did he know her foot was injured

Although she hid it very well, Fu Jing didn't notice.

Ho Mingzheng held the steering wheel with one hand, the streets were deserted, with only an occasional car passing by. Aside from that, there was only the sound of wind sweeping fallen leaves.

His voice blended with the night, dangerous and alluring: "Come here." closed the study door.Actually, the Huo family didn't have the custom of giving red envelopes to servants before. They only gave their servants three times their salary at the end of the last month o...