to her isn't that he's being impartial, but that he doesn't trust her.But she also understood. Huo Mingzheng's distrust of her was actually normal. It would be abnormal if he blindly trusted her.Ho Ch...What came into view was a delivery guy wearing a blue uniform and helmet. He looked sturdy and honest, with dark skin.

Seeing that he was awake, the other party let out a sigh of relief, "Sir, you're awake"

"What about her" Ho Mingzheng's whole body was enveloped in a layer of coldness.

The delivery guy subconsciously shivered and reacted, "Oh, that lady She's already gone. She paid me a tip to take you upstairs."

Huo Mingzheng's face was ashen. He took his hand off Xiao Ge's shoulder and said coldly, "You can leave."

The elevator arrived, he single-handedly supported the elevator door and strode out, opening the door and entering the house.

Soon after entering the house, Cao Fang appeared.

"Mr. Huo, would you like some hangover soup"

Caofang glanced at the man's profile from the side on the sofa.

Actually, he had been nearby all along, from the Night Return Bar to Jing Sheng Garden, his car always keeping a watchful distance. After all, there were too many unknown dangers around Mr. Huo, and he couldn't afford to be careless.

Besides, given Miss Fu's driving skills, he wasn't very at ease.

It’s not okay to be too obvious about not picking up calls from women, and then being “unavailable” at crucial moments.

This really tests his psychology.

If he wasn't so thick-skinned, he couldn't have pulled this off.

Huo Mingzheng slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the ceiling light. When Fu Yan was here before, this light rarely turned on. She only turned on the floor lamp when she wasn't doing anything. In her words, it had a sense of atmosphere.

"Turn off the lights, we don't need the hangover soup."

At this point, he didn't need any hangover soup at all. Fu Yan just tossed him to a delivery guy, and he was already sober.

This is exactly the kind of thing she'd do.

Cao Fang boiled hot water and put a cup next to Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Mingzheng picked up his water glass. "Go talk to the City Hall side and see if we can extend the deadline for the public tender for the new elementary school."

Cao Fang was taken aback. President Huo never interfered with municipal affairs, although there were people from the Huo family in politics. The highest-ranking member was the head of Yanjing City, and the Huo family still held considerable influence within it.

Ken Ho has never taken shortcuts. Business is business, that's always been his motto.

This is the first time I've ever broken my rule and spoken up.

Only when he made a phone call did he suddenly remember that Miss Fu was in charge of bidding for this project and had been working overtime these days. Mr. Huo felt sorry for her.

After thinking it through, Cao Fang shook his head helplessly.

This matter, I estimate will not be discovered by Miss Fu.

Ho Mingzheng, after hearing Cao Fang's reply, got up and walked towards the master bedroom.

When he stepped into the bathroom and took off his suit jacket, as his hand reached into the suit pocket, it came to a sudden halt.

Although he was drunk, he still remembered taking his tie off and putting it in his suit pocket. The chances of it falling out were slim to none; the only possibility was that someone had taken it.

Only those close to him can take it.

The delivery guy doesn't have the guts, so there's only...

In the mirror, Huo Mingzheng's face reflected a moment of dejection. She was taking back the love she had given him; would she even take back his tietiful. Fu Hanlin recalled that night in college when she had danced in the female dance troupe, a smile involuntarily tugging at his lips. "Don't you want to"Fu Yan looked at the flower, took it over...