whatsoever.Fu Yan is not an easy person to trust. She has a personality that lacks security from a young age. Who gave her a sense of security at this moment, allowing her to fall asleep without any d...Still reporting.

Does she think they're still children

Even though Hsiao Ching-shu bullied her when they were kids, she never told on her.

Instead, she was caught several times by Huo Mingzheng arguing with Huo Jingshu, Huo Jingshu lost miserably, crying and running away. Huo Mingzheng just stood there, watching her calmly.

Then nonchalantly said, "The little fox's tail is hidden pretty deep."

She, who had never lost an argument with Huo Jingshu, was flustered and blushing by a simple sentence from Huo Mingzheng. She stammered and couldn't even form a complete sentence.

Later, when her heart first bloomed, she finally understood that she liked Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Jingshu looked at her suspiciously, "You'd be so kind as to let me go"

"It wasn't you who did it, so why would I target you"

She understood Ho Jingshu. Although she could be willful and demanding, it was impossible to imagine her being hurt, let alone by something like boiling water. She would be heartbroken if even her cat got a scratch. In reality, she had a kind heart.

But Fu Yan could see the subtle gestures of that person, and she remembered that she had once been Huo Jing's personal assistant. It was most likely that she was trying to curry favor with Huo Jing.

Just as Huo Jing's complexion was about to ease, she remembered Fu Yan and Fu Jing meeting last night. Her face darkened instantly, she snorted coldly, and strode out of the CEO's office in high heels.

Just as Fu Yan was about to ask the secretary where Cao Fang was, she heard someone talking in the distance.

She subconsciously raised her eyes to look past, through the gold-rimmed open conference room door, at the head was Huo Mingzheng in a black suit.

He extended his hand and shook hands with the blonde, blue-eyed man across from him. The latter smiled and said in Chinese: "In the future, please take care of Mr. Huo more. With this project coming down, Huo's entry into the European market will bring immeasurable benefits."

The man's gaze then fell on Fu Yan, who was not far away. A flash of astonishment crossed his eyes, "Is she an employee of President Huo's company"

Ho Mingzheng walked one step to the right without showing any emotion. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he just blocked the man's line of sight. "Mr. Kevin is in a hurry to catch a plane, so I won't keep you for dinner,"

The man chuckled and said, "Mr. Huo, you're too kind."

Cao Fang personally escorted the man into the elevator.

Huo Mingzheng flicked his wrist and, as he brushed past Fu Yan, glanced at her flushed back of her hand and said, "Come with me."

All the staff at the Secretary's Office are shrewd individuals. Although they appear to be buried in work, their ears are attuned to everything happening around them. Fu Yan didn't want any rumors to spread, so she said, "I'm waiting for Cao Fang and will return his car keys."

Ho Mingzheng stopped, his tone unsure if it was teasing or anger, "My car, you still have the keys"

"You're not opening it again."

He usually has a professional driver, Cao Fang, or Cao Yuan pick him up and drop him off when he goes out. He rarely drives himself.

"Do I have to repeat myself" Huo Mingzheng's tone was still faint, but his imposing manner pressed down, leaving no room for others.

She grumbled inwardly about his domineering and controlling nature, but obediently followed him into the office.

The door closed, and the secretary's office exploded!

"Who is it"

I don't know, they said they were here to find Mr. Cao, his last name is Fu.

"Who I've never heard of that person."

As soon as Cao Fang sent the guests back, he heard them whispering, "Are they all done working"

A bold secretary asked him, "Cao's assistant, who is that"

Cao Fang opened his eyes and lied, "I don't know."

He’s learned his lesson now and doesn't want to be punished by Mr. Huo to stand at the front desk again. No matter how hard the secretary tries to pry information out of him, he won't say a word.

Just as he was about to sit down, he received an inside line. Huo Mingzheng's voice was cold and stern: "Go buy some burn medicine."The