ly blending into the thick cultural background of the castle.The waiter pushed open the door. When Fu Yan held onto Fu Hanlin and walked in, everyone who had been toasting and chatting stopped at once...Fu Yan glanced at the man on the sofa.

Indeed, the first time she saw his face, she thought he had lost weight. In just two short days, it was obvious he hadn't eaten much.

She felt a pang of sadness in her heart and asked Cao Fang, "Do you have any fruit"

Cao Fang replied, "There's a pile in the living room. Would you like some I can cut it up for you."

Fu Yan shook her head and went to the living room. Sure enough, there were baskets of fruit all over the place. She crouched down among the fruits, taking out her phone to search on Baidu which fruits were suitable for him to eat and which ones were not.

Cao Fang watched the whole process, until Fu Yan put the rice into the pot and chopped the fruits, he immediately understood what she was going to do.

He instinctively wanted to say he was coming to do it, but as soon as he thought about it, he stopped in his tracks and silently took a step back, standing at the kitchen door. He took out his phone and filmed a short video.

After replying to the email, Huo Mingzheng raised his hand to rub his temples. His gaze shifted from the tablet and he unconsciously glanced around, his heart sinking suddenly.

He stood up, walked to the bedside table, picked up his phone and was about to call Fu Yan, but he saw a WeChat message sent by Cao Fang fifteen minutes ago.

On opening it, there was a fifteen-second video.

Huo Mingzheng pursed his thin lips and suddenly clenched his phone.

Fu Yan was almost done cooking the porridge. Cao Fang was just about to turn around when he saw Huo Mingzheng walking towards them. He gestured towards the kitchen with his eyes and mouthed: "Ms. Fu is inside."

Huo Mingzheng walked to the kitchen door and stood in Cao Fang's position just now.

Fu Yan closed the fire and took a cloth to place on the hook of the clay pot, ready to take it out. As a result, she didn't hold the cloth well and burned her fingertip.

She gasped and pulled her hand back, but suddenly a bony hand reached over and twisted the tap, grabbing her wrist and pressing it under the running water.

A cold shower stopped the burning sensation quickly.

"Clumsy." The man's voice, full of disdain, was right beside her.

She turned her head, her nose almost touching the man's cheek. She instinctively took a step back, but he held her tighter.

"Let's hang out for a while longer."

With that pull, she was completely enveloped in his embrace. She had taken off her jacket while cooking porridge, and through her sweater, she could feel the warmth of his body and the strong, powerful beat of his heart.

She felt a little awkward and embarrassed, so she quickly said, "I can do it myself."

Huo Mingzheng didn't let go of her. It was winter, and the water was cold, so he adjusted the temperature slightly warmer, not to the point where it would freeze her hands.

What's the matter

He didn't let go of her hand until she could no longer feel the burning sensation.

Fu Yan again wanted to take that bowl of porridge, Huo Mingzheng shouted out Cao Fang.

Cao Fang stood not far away. Hearing the sound, he immediately entered the kitchen, picked up the clay pot without looking sideways, and went out.

Back at the restaurant, Huo Mingzheng pulled Fu Yan to drink congee with him. Fu Yan had no choice but to sit beside him and watch him eat two mouthfuls without showing any disgust.

"How does it taste"

Huo Mingzheng paused, holding the spoon in his hand. "I've been eating vegetarian for two days and my mouth feels numb. I can't taste anything."

"When can I eat meat again"

She had just finished her question when Huo Mingzheng gazed at her with profound eyes.

She had never seen a real wolf, nor a starving one. But at this moment, she felt that Huo Mingzheng's eyes were perhaps those of a wolf that had been hungry for a long time.

The sudden ferocity gave her a strong sense of pressure.

She nervously pursed her lips, and Huo Mingzheng suddenly grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her closer. He lowered his gaze to stare at her trembling eyes, and in a hoarse voice said, "It's okay to eat a little now."

He gripped her finger tightly, leaned down and kissed her lips, slowly closing his eyes, "Fu Yan, I don't seem to be so angry anymore."w she was back in Nancheng.In less than a month in Zurich, it felt like I was living a dream.Fu Yan was thinking, if that were really just a dream, how good it would be.Then her child would still be t...