Yan only felt so embarrassed that she wished she could burrow from the twelfth floor straight into the ground. "President Huo, don't tease me,"A faint smile played on Huo Mingzheng's lips.Such a gathe...Fu Yan's shoulders trembled slightly, it was unknown if it was from pain in her abdomen or heartache, even so, her back still exuded a resolute air.

She was stimulated today because of Ji Lin's affair, and coupled with the hormonal influence of her period, those unpleasant things came to mind one by one from the depths of her brain.

Huo Mingzheng sat beside her, one leg bent and resting on the bed, his foot near the edge. His black socks were soaked from when he had just gone into the bathroom to fetch rouge.

But he didn't feel a bit of coolness.

He held the glass of water, which was gradually getting cold. The bedside lamp illuminated the red sugar water, resembling a bottomless cold pool, reflecting Huo Mingzheng's deep and fathomless eyes.

"I do care about children."

He set down the cup, flipped over to face Fu Yan's shoulders, propping himself up with both hands on either side of her. He gazed at her bloodshot eyes, his normally calm voice laced with an unfamiliar emotion as he murmured, "But compared to the child, I care about you more."

"It's my fault for not protecting you and the child. That's why I never told you about this, because until we find the real culprit, everything I say will sound like an excuse."

Fu Yan turned her head, tears rolling down her cheeks.

She loosened her lips, which she had been biting. "I understand. Can you go now"

The hands on either side clenched, their backs veined and throbbing. Huo Mingzheng looked down at her for a while before rising to his feet.

He picked up the glass of brown sugar water from the bedside table, it had already gone cold.

He turned and left the room.

"Mr. Huo," Cao Fang walked forward when he saw him come out. Although he didn't approach the room, he had good hearing and had heard what Fu Yan said just now.

Actually, General Huo really has no explanation for this matter.

No one knows whether it was Mr. Huo's decision on the rooftop of the University Hospital in Zurich that accelerated the demise of a child who was already on the brink, or if the child could have been saved, but tragedy ensued because of Mr. Huo's provocation.

From the moment Luna died, it became an unsolved mystery, unless the mastermind behind it was found.

That person was like a ghost, able to even kill Li Qin without a trace. It would be too difficult to investigate.

Mr. Huo is a living, breathing human being. He is not a god and cannot possibly plan everything.

Huo Mingzheng went around him and walked toward the kitchen.

Cao Fang followed behind him, seeing him pour out the cooled red sugar water. His gaze fell on the wet footprints on the ground and then on his soaked socks. He suddenly felt a pang of sympathy.

When did Mr. Huo ever look so disheveled

He hurried forward, "You must be tired. Let me take over."

"No."

Ho Mingzheng bowed his head and poured water into a cup, adding red sugar to it. He stirred it up and down, waiting until the water was lukewarm before taking it into the room.

Fu Yan rolled half the quilt around herself. This was something she unconsciously did when she was feeling down, a way of protecting herself.

Huo Mingzheng didn't dismantle her "protective shell," but instead lifted her, along with the blanket, into his arms.

He held Fu Yan close to his chest, his long and warm fingers tucking the hair from her cheek behind her ear. Fu Yan resisted, turning her head away.

Huo Mingzheng saw the cold sweat on her forehead and knew she had been bearing it.

He reached for the water glass on his bedside table and brought it to her lips, "If you don't want to see me, then drink this red sugar water. You drink it, and I'll leave."

Fu Yan lowered her eyes, watching the water in the cup sway. Huo Mingzheng's reflection in it, half a face, shattered.

She blushed, raising her hand to take the cup and draining half a cup of red sugar water in one gulp.

Is it okay

Ho Mingzheng took back the empty water glass, stared at her for a while, just as he was about to put her back on the bed, Fu Yan gave him a turn and turned her back on him, not even giving him an extra look.book" Huo Mingzheng's eyes darkened.Fu Yan picked up the bookmark, "This is mine. I just looked at it, and the notes in this book are also in my handwriting. How did it end up with you"The man's hand...