family....not like paying rouge.She married into the Huo family with her mother, who married Huo Mingzheng's fifth uncle.The Huo family's grandchildren, ranked from eldest to youngest, went by titles...The towering streetlights cast their glow into the carriage, and Fu Yan's hand was still being held by Huo Mingzheng.

The harder she pulled outward, the tighter Huo Mingzheng's grip became. 。The silent tug-of-war, a disparity in strength between man and woman. She exerted every ounce of her might, while he remained calm and collected, effortlessly matching her with the air of one playing with a child. 。

Fu Yan's face flushed red, she was angry and embarrassed, hating his domineering nature.

Huo Mingzheng had teased her enough, he directly pulled her into his arms, lifting her left leg, her calf resting on his. 。His powerful muscles pressed against his trousers, ironing her into place. She was desperate to flee, but he held her captive, immobility her only state. 。"Even like this, you still make a fuss" Huo Mingzheng lifted her skirt, revealing the wounds on her calf and Achilles heel. 。Her previous work outfit showed her calf, the iodine and wound were obvious, she changed into a long dress. 。Ho Mingzheng pulled down the silk scarf from her neck. The bite mark was still covered with gauze. 。His tone was dripping with sarcasm: "Old wounds haven't healed, and you've added new ones." 。Fu Yan, you're quite a handful. 。Fu Yan looked elsewhere, the man's warm fingertips swept across her calf skin, she couldn't help shivering, and reacted instinctively, struggling to pull her leg back. 。

My hand accidentally slapped Huo Mingzheng's face.

With a loud smack

Cao Fang, who was driving, was stunned. Fu Yan also was stunned.

Ho Mingzheng's right cheek was visibly red, Fu Yan's palms were numb, she had used all her might 。If Ji Lin were here, he would definitely clap and say she fought well. 。But in fact, Fu Yan was a little bit fake. 。Ho Mingzheng had lived such a long life, except for the kidnapping when he was young, he had never suffered such humiliation. Being slapped by a woman... 。Even Cao Fang, who was usually calm and composed, didn't dare to look at Huo Mingzheng's face in the endoscope. He silently raised the partition inside the car. 。

In the confined space, Fu Yan's heart pounded. "Are you asking me to remind you that it's time for you to get engaged"

“So what” Huo Mingzheng looked at her with a gloomy expression, his tongue lightly tapping against his cheekbone where she had just slapped him, a hint of ruthlessness in his voice.

Fu Yan lowered her head to adjust her skirt, "From now on, our relationship can only be that of cousins. Your actions just now crossed the line."

"When you insisted on being my woman, didn't you remember that we were cousins Fu Yan, hypocrisy isn't like this. " 。He spoke in a fierce tone. 。"I was drunk at the time" 。" Huo Mingzheng let out a light laugh, sinisterly, "Doing it and not admitting it, wanting to be a bad woman also depends on whether you have the ability. " 。His voice was right beside her ear, and by the time Fu Yan reacted, it was too late. 。His waist was encircled, and he whispered soothingly, "Do you believe what you're saying"Fu Yan's heart ached, her eyes reddened, and she choked out his name: "Second Brother" 。" Huo Mingzheng lowered his gaze, sweeping over her fluttering eyelashes, glistening with moisture. He suddenly released her, "Fu Yan, you're quite the scene." 。"Could you please let me off at the front

" 。Fu Yan sat in the corner. 。From the secret compartment, Huo Mingzheng took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one with a click, and said in a cool voice: "Help me with something, and I'll let you go." 。He didn't say what kind of help he needed, and Fu Yan also couldn't figure it out. He wanted the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain. From small to large, he got what he wanted. What did he need her help with The car drove into the villa area of Jinling Mansion, a prime location where every inch of land was expensive. Huo Mingzheng's manor occupied one corner. 。

Seeing Huo Mingzheng about to take her upstairs

Fu Yan came to stay several times, spending more time doing things than sleeping. He had never carefully explored the place, only knowing that the second floor was his master bedroom area. 。She stopped walking and didn't go any further. "It's getting late, second brother, you should rest early." 。If Cao assistant is unavailable, I'll drive back myself. 。Ho Mingzheng paused, not turning back, and said lightly, "You say, what would grandpa think if he knew that Aunt Wu had taken things from the Chen family" 。"How do you know it wasn't me" Fu Yan was startled. 。Ho Mingzheng turned his head, a sneer playing at the corner of his lips: "Of course not you. You wouldn't even take the things I bought for you, so how could you possibly want that kind of trash" He didn't even bother to ask her if she had taken the things when he was dealing with it, because he knew she wouldn't. 。

Fu Yan's heart gave a wry smile, was this considered trust

"Go upstairs"

Huo Mingzheng dropped a sentence, without waiting for her to speak, walked into the master bedroom. 。The threat was too obvious. 。

Fu Yan followed Huo Mingzheng into the master bedroom. She had thought he would use this to threaten her into compromising, becoming his lover's mistress, but she was wrong.

Ho Mingzheng took her into the walk-in closet and pulled open a drawer, revealing an entire row of ties, neatly arranged, made of expensive materials. 。Among them, there was one that Fu Yan bought for him as a gift. Although the price couldn't compare to his ties, it took her a month's salary. 。He has never worn it. 。His cold eyes swept over her face, and he smiled, "Aren't you supposed to call me second brother My engagement is coming up soon, help second brother try on this tie. " 。“Every word, ‘Second Brother,’ was like a dagger stabbing into her.” 。

To kill someone is cruel, but to wound the heart is even more so. Huo Mingzheng understood her soft spot and knew how to hurt her deeper.

Fu Yan's eyes turned red for a moment, she averted her gaze and said, "Shen Wei's aesthetics should be better than mine, anyway you have to accompany her to try on wedding dresses tomorrow, just try them together."

"You know me better than my fiancée ever could," Huo Mingzheng said with a meaningful smile. 。A tie was shoved into her hand, leaving no room for refusal. 。"Help me with this" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。He coldly ordered. 。

Huo Mingzheng is 1.88 meters tall, and Fu Yan is 1.7 meters tall. In the past, she would tie ties for Huo Mingzheng. She could easily tie a tie around his neck by just standing close to him.

But today her leg was injured, tightly bandaged and unable to exert force. She deliberately distanced herself from him, but Huo Mingzheng remained standing there as if oblivious to her predicament.

Looking down at her face, a faint coldness played on his lips, "What, unwilling" "No..." 。She went all out, tiptoed, her heel suddenly shot with pain, her leg bent, and her body stumbled, falling into Huo Mingzheng's arms. 。He let his hands hang down, with no intention of helping her. He stood straight and simply sneered: "Quite a few tricks you have up your sleeve" "You're overthinking things..." 。Fu Yan gritted her teeth, taking advantage of his distraction while he was speaking, and directly wrapped the ribbon around his neck. 。He moved quickly, pretending to be careless as he struck Huo Mingzheng's neck. He muttered an apology with his mouth, but in his heart he was thinking about how he shouldn't have just killed him. 。She pretended to be calm, Huo Mingzheng unexpectedly did not mind her. 。Fu Yan's bow tie is very pretty, she knows many ways to tie it, and she loves the Windsor knot the most, which best matches Huo Mingzheng's temperament. 。

Plump and vigorous

Fu Yan involuntarily thought of the past. He had tossed and turned all night, so he was up early grinding on her, coaxing her to wear a tie. Although she was sleepy, she wanted to do what a wife should do for him, living out an unrealistic dream. 。

Now the dream was shattered completely. She gave him a tie, but he was to be engaged to someone else.

She held her breath, her eyes reddening inch by inch. 。It felt like a bee sting, she clenched her tie and took a deep breath, maneuvering past the last one. 。Alright 。She loosened her grip and took a step back. 。Huo Mingzheng stood in front of the mirror, tugged at his tie, and said emotionlessly: "This one doesn't look good, let's pick another one." 。“

" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!handed the bag over, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for yesterday. This is a cake I made, please try it."Over the past thirty-one years, Fu Hanlin had encountered countless women offering him gifts. Some were sh...