He wants to hear, how a thousand-year-old mute gourd opens its mouth.

Hearing Huo Mingzheng's words, Qin Heng fell into deep thought, "You talk a lot but don't say anything."

Ho Mingzheng took a drag of his cigarette, the smoke swirling into his lungs. His eyes were fixed on Fu Yan's smiling face, unable to tear away for a long time.

Qin Heng suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the window flower on the glass window, "What's this?"

He had only been away for two days, and the entire manor underwent a dramatic transformation. As soon as he stepped out of his carriage, he realized it: red lanterns everywhere, colorful lights strung up, small red lanterns hanging from the bushes, and a large "Fu" character pasted on the main gate. The festive atmosphere was palpable.

This is completely out of character for Huo Mingzheng, not to mention the fact that he even has window decorations in his study.

But this window lattice...

Is it a dog?

Ho Mingzheng frowned, crushed the cigarette, and said, "Can't you see it's a bull?"

Qin Heng's perception was overturned, pointing at the glass, "Today, even if the Heavenly King came, it would still be a dog! Can you tell it's a cow?"

I saw it right away.

Qin Heng: "…"

Don't tell him this is Fu Yanjian's work,

Just then, Cao Fang knocked and came in, "Mr. Huo, Miss Fu has eaten a lot with Xia's company."

Ho Mingzheng let out an "mm" in response. He saw that she was in much better spirits.

Xiaoxiao left the Jinling Mansion only after having dinner with Yan on the evening.

As always, Cao Yuan sent her back. Before getting out of the car, Cao Yuan gave her a red envelope.

Xia Xia was stunned.

"Cao Yuan explained: 'This is from Mr. Huo.'"

Xia Xia immediately understood, waving her hand hastily, "No, no! I'm happy to accompany Sister Yan, I don't want any reward, please take it back."

Caoyuan also didn't expect her to refuse so decisively. Money is something everyone wants, but some people have their own principles.

Just like Xiaoxia.

He glanced at her, then looked away. "Then you go back home. I'll come pick you up tomorrow."

Xiaoxu unexpectedly glanced at him. The bodyguard brother actually could say long sentences!

She thought he had some kind of congenital defect, speaking only a few words at a time. But it turns out that's not true!

Cao Yuan caught a glimpse of her complicated expression from the corner of his eye, frowned, and urged, "Get off."

"Oh!"

Xiaoxia hurriedly got out of the car, just about to wave at him, when the car brushed past her.

Just as I was about to take the elevator home, Xia's phone rang. It was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

She picked up the phone in confusion, and a low, rich voice came from the other end: "Is this Xia Xinxing?"

Xia Xia was stunned, this is...

Ten minutes later, Xia pushed open the door to a private room in the teahouse and walked in. She saw a calm and elegant man sitting behind a tea table, wearing frameless glasses. Her heart pounded like a drum.

When I saw Huo Mingzheng today, I felt the same way.

She closed the door behind her and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu."

......

In the gym, Huo Mingzheng got off the treadmill and picked up a dry towel from the rack to wipe his sweat. His black sports vest exposed two lines of muscles, making his shoulder blades look very good.

Cao Fang knocked on the door and walked in, walking up to him and whispering: "Mr. Huo, Fu Hanlin really saw Xia."

Ho Mingzheng twisted open the bottle cap and sneered, “He’s still not giving up.”

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