like this, you're still causing trouble" Huo Mingzheng lifted her skirt, revealing the wounds on her calf and ankle. 。Her previous work outfit exposed her lower legs, with iodine and a visible wound....Fu Yan strode across the threshold and at first glance, saw Li Qin.

Dressed in a tailored Chanel-style suit, she exudes intelligence, elegance, and poise.

And when Fu Yan and Si met each other's gaze, her eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly. She then smiled faintly, as if nothing had happened.

Fu Yan's gaze coldly swept across her face, seeing Old Master Huo sitting on the grandmaster chair, slowly sipping his tea.

A faint aroma of tea hung in the air.

On the left sat Huo Chengyao.

During the New Year holiday, Huo Chengyao hadn't returned to Yanjing City and stayed at Huo Mansion for two more days.

When he called back in the early morning, Huo Yuan was there. Before going to England for treatment, he had specifically instructed him to take good care of Fu Yan and plead for her. He wasn't surprised at all.

Lord Huo Si, who was also Jing Shu's father, stood beside him. When he saw Fu Yan, his eyes darted away a few times.

And neither Huo Jingxu nor Du Xiner was present.

"You're back" Old Master Huo placed his teacup down, his gaze falling upon Fu Yan.

Huo Mingzheng let out an "um" and walked in with Fu Yan.

Grandfather Huo glanced at his fourth son, motioning for him to speak.

"Fu Yan, this matter is our fault. We wronged you, and your aunt-in-law is too ashamed to see you."

Fu Yan's heart couldn't help but sneer. Huo Jing was quietly recuperating in the confinement period, and it wasn't surprising that she had no feelings. Du Xinrui probably wouldn't even dare to face her, feeling as if she had to bow down and swallow her pride.

Ho Siye was the most mediocre one among his peers. He had average aptitude and lacked ambition. He was often controlled too tightly by Du Xiner, so Old Master Ho had long given up any hope for him.

His meek and submissive attitude was truly unbecoming of a man of his standing. Old Master Huo glanced at him once, then withdrew his gaze, rubbing the beads in his hand.

Fu Yan also didn't point it out or interrupt, listening quietly.

Huo Siye continued, "Although you've been wronged, Jing Shu has lost her child after all. She's in a bad mood and hopes you can understand her. Don't take it to heart too much."

He Fourth Master took the teacup from the servant's hand and handed it to Fu Yan, "Just consider this as your Fourth Uncle's apology."

This cup of tea, Fu Yan is worth paying for.

She just doesn't want to answer.

Just a cup of tea wouldn't make her forget this, it wouldn't be that easy.

Wouldn't it be too much to let Mother suffer a slap from Du XINRUI and be humiliated kneeling in the hospital corridor in front of the bodyguard

It's impossible.

Seeing her so dismissive, the Fourth Master Huo wore a troubled expression and glanced at Old Master Huo.

Grandpa Ho let out a cold snort of disapproval. As an elder, to speak to someone like Fu Yan in such a low voice! If this got out, what would people think!

He pondered for a moment before speaking, "Fu Yan, your fourth uncle has apologized to you. Zheng, as the head of the family, even personally came to pick you up. This is already giving you a lot of face. You should just let it go. If you continue to make demands, it will look bad."

Fu Yan's heart sneered,ԭ her unwillingness to forgive was seen as showing off in his eyes.

People who dislike her, no matter when or even if she's wrong, will never apologize to her.

"Fourth Uncle, I can understand Ho Jing Shu's feelings, but her curse that I will never have children is so vicious and cruel. I won't forgive such despicable behavior."

Ho Mingzheng's expression grew slightly stern.

Lord Ho was shocked, "Jingjing wouldn't say such things."

"Last night, I wasn't the only one in the ward, she was there too." Fu Yan pointed at Li Qin across from her, saying with a smirk, "There were only the three of us in the ward last night. Sister Li Qin won't pretend she didn't hear clearly again this time, will she"

Li Qin clenched her fist without revealing any emotion.Mingzheng's stride.Who knew that the man with a gait as light as the wind would suddenly stop at the threshold of the room and remain motionless.His towering figure stood before me, like an ice glacie...