t do you think of this"As soon as she entered, Fu Yan heard two words and paused her steps.The grand entrance was warm and bright. To the right of the doorway was a counter displaying small trinkets,...Fu Yan sat on the stool in the bathroom, a mirror half her height before her, reflecting her pale, pained face.

She didn't know how long she had been sitting there until the bathroom door handle was turned, causing her to jump and scramble off the stool, pressing herself against the door.

"Aren't you coming out yet"

The man had a low, husky voice.

The hand pressing on the doorknob was fair and delicate.

After they arrived at the Huo family, Song Qing˪ treated her like a real young lady. Her skin was raised to be delicate and tender. At first, she thought her mother loved and cherished her, but later she realized it wasn't entirely true. Men liked women who were pampered like this.

Even Huo Mingzheng couldn't escape the norm.

He favored her fair skin and delicate frame.

When passion ran high, the frenzy he desired inevitably left its mark on her skin. He bought her the best soothing balm.

Just as he left his mark on her, with his own hands he erased it.

Those scenes shattered like bubbles, and Fu Yan seemed to wake from a dream, a cold sweat drenching her back.

"Would Mr. Huo want more" she said this deliberately.

She said those words, interrupting his train of thought. Given Huo Mingzheng's pride and temper, he wouldn't touch her again.

Li Qin said that Old Master Huo didn't mind her inability to bear children, and he didn't need a child. Huo Mingzheng had Li Qin in his heart, and wouldn't touch her again.

A frosted glass door, two shadows almost overlapping each other.

He let go.

The shadow gradually faded away.

She also let go of her hand, and her heart felt a little empty.

After she left, Huo Mingzheng sat on the sofa looking at documents. He picked up his private seal with his left hand and stamped it on top.

Time flowed silently, as if the argument between the two just now had never happened. But Fu Yan knew, Huo Mingzheng was truly angry.

"Cao Fang will send you back."

He didn't even raise his head.

She pulled her shawl tighter, her fingers digging into her flesh until it hurt. She nodded, "Okay."

She took her bag from Cao Fang's hand, unzipped it, and took out a black lacquered box from inside, placing it on the table in front of Huo Mingzheng.

"This might have accidentally fallen into my bag. You and Li Qin are getting married, take good care of it."

He merely paused his hand flipping through the files, two sheets of paper stuck together. He twisted his finger and with a forceful tug, the thin A4 paper tore with a sharp crisp sound.

He threw the file on the table, pulled out the cigarette case beside it, and walked to the window.

A door slammed shut behind him. The newly lit cigarette was crushed in his hand, the flame extinguished.

--- Ah Zheng, thank you for saving Yan Yan. In the future, if you need anything, just let your big brother know, and I will do my best to help.---

This is the first time I've seen Big Brother make such a big promise for someone else.

---She is not a stranger.

......

The day before New Year's Day, Fu Yan went to a partner company to discuss project details.

The other party was young and promising, looking to be in his early thirties. He was said to have built his business from scratch and was a rising star in the business world, quite rare indeed.

It's understandable that he wasn't satisfied with the plan Xia had presented before. As someone who built their business from scratch, they deeply understand how difficult it is to start a company and are very protective of their reputation. When it comes to collaboration, they strive for perfection.

The cooperation talks were successful, Fu Yan got up and shook hands with the other party.

"Best regards for our cooperation, Ms. Fu's business capabilities are truly outstanding."

"It's a great honor to work with such an outstanding senior like Mr. Cheng, and I've learned a lot from him."

Mr. Cheng humbly said, "To say I am exceptionally capable, there are many new elites in Nanshen who surpass me. I just strive for stability more than them."d been there and done that.Fu Yan remained silent, "You can believe it or not."But she didn't dare deny it too forcefully. Song Qing霜 had a forgetful nature, once she thought of something pleasant, sh...