ly. Cao Yuan didn't step forward to stop them.Huo Mingzheng's slender, fair fingers traced across his neckline.He glanced sideways, his ink-like eyebrows and eyes were particularly breathtaking under...Fu Yan came back to her senses from the memories.

"Love During the Plague" was probably left in his study around that time.

She clutched the autograph tightly, and after so many years, when she thought back to that period of youthful romance, she felt it was like a dream. She lowered her head and replied with an "Oh, I suppose so."

After that, the study fell into a long silence, only the sound of the pen scratching on paper and the rustle of turning pages.

Ho Mingzheng coughed lightly.

Fu Yan's heart clenched. She looked up and saw him clenching one hand into a fist, pressing it to his lips before letting out two coughs. She quickly got up and closed the window across from them.

"Do you care about me or just want to leave early" Huo Mingzheng's voice was a little hoarse.

Fu Yan returned to the sofa and picked up her book. She wondered if there was any conflict between these two things

All she wanted to do was care for him and leave this place as soon as possible.

But there's no need to say all that.

"I want to please you." She wasn't lying.

Ho Mingzheng let out a light chuckle.

The clock downstairs chimed twice, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

Ho Mingzheng signed and made annotations on all the documents. He picked up his teacup only to find that the tea had gone cold long ago.

He won't even touch water that has been left out to cool down.

He lifted his cup and took a sip, placing it back down. He turned his head to glance at the sofa and realized that Fu Yan had fallen asleep sometime ago.

She was lying on her side on the sofa. From her posture, she probably leaned against the sofa to read a book and fell asleep while reading, falling over onto her side. The book lay across her waist, wedged between her coat.

After a few seconds, the man stood up and walked to her, looking down at her sleeping face. He remained silent for a while before scooping her up in his arms.

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As he walked down the corridor, the person in his arms moved slightly. He lowered his head to look at them, just a normal reaction after falling asleep, they didn't wake up.

He raised a foot and lightly kicked open the master bedroom door, carrying Fu Yan into the bedroom. Just as he was about to put her on the bed, he looked down and saw that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes.

When he went downstairs for a meal, he noticed she was wearing yesterday's clothes. There should still be some prepared beforehand in her closet.

He is very particular about cleanliness. He would feel uncomfortable wearing yesterday's clothes and refuses to touch his things.

He snorted coldly, putting the person on the edge of the bed, then turned and went into the dressing room, opening the closet he had previously carved out for her to put clothes in.

Before, Fu Yan had her servants prepare her clothes; she didn't know what they had bought.

He took out a set of clothes from the cabinet and casually scanned the size marked on them.

It's not the size of a Fu Yan.

The face in the shadows under the cabinet door was indistinct.

His estate had never been visited by any other woman, except...

Huo Mingzheng pursed his thin lips, walked out of the cloakroom, took out his mobile phone, and made a call, "Prepare a set of clothes for Fu Yanchen, the whole set."

Half an hour later, Huo Mingzheng changed out of his pajamas and came down from the upstairs. Even though there was no extra expression on his face, anyone who had been around him for a long time could feel the change in his aura.

Cao Fang and Cao Yuan hurriedly greeted him, "General Huo, are you going out"

Ho Mingzheng hummed in agreement, putting on his coat as he said, "Cao Fang, stay behind. When Fu Yan wakes up, ask Qin Heng to check her again and then send her back to her family home. She lives alone outside; if she fainted, no one would have noticed."

Cao Fang had already taken a step, then immediately stopped. "Yes,"knife was inserted into Huo Mingzheng's shoulder, kicking Chen Shu over.At that speed, it must be instinct.How could Huo Mingzheng possibly deal with Yan...A tugging sensation came from his sleeve. He...