Chapter 407

collar of his school uniform. At the time, Ji Lin complained about it verbally but never washed it off.Later, she drew on the bookmark and wrote her initials in large letters on the underside.> FYShe..."You're honored," Huo Mingzheng said, facing her yin-yang oddity without annoyance. He held her straight toward the large bed, "But you don't need to be grateful."

Just as he was about to put Fu Yan onto the bed—

"I want to take a bath," Fu Yan said with an indifferent expression.

Ho Mingzheng didn't heed her, "You are very weak now, wash tomorrow."

"Mr. Huo, aren't you afraid I'll dirty your bed"

She called him "Mr. Huo" with every word, and Huo Mingzheng's face changed slightly, but he remained tight-lipped. "I already hugged you, do you mind if you stain my bed"

Fu Yan raised her lips slightly, "It's because you held me that I want to take a shower."

Indeed, the renowned Mr. Huo's face darkened. He glanced meaningfully at Fu Yan and nodded, "Alright, take a bath."

Huo Mingzheng hugged her and turned to walk towards the bathroom. As he passed the bed, he picked up a stool and walked into the bathroom. He placed the stool on the bathroom floor and then had Fu Yan sit on it.

He didn't hesitate to unbutton her clothes.

" Huo Mingzheng, you pervert!" Fu Yan struggled to open his hand. Her originally pale face had become slightly more flushed with anger.

Her movements were violent, her breath coming in gasps.

"Aren't you going to take a bath" Huo Mingzheng effortlessly held her hand, not to mention that she was so weak now, even when she was in good health, she was no match for Huo Mingzheng at all.

Huo Mingzheng continued to undo her buttons, but underestimated her determination to resist.

Fu Yan used all her might to pull her hand back.

There was a sharp sound.

A slap landed on Huo Mingzheng's handsome face.

"Get out!" She pushed him with all her might, but the recoil sent her staggering backward.

Huo Mingzheng immediately pulled her into his arms and pressed her, "What can you do now You'd even faint from taking a shower."

His tongue lightly grazed his cheek, the touch barely noticeable. Yet, the redness around her eyes betrayed her emotions, making him cease his actions.

"We are not acquainted, nor do we have any close relationship. Director Huo, please be respectful." Fu Yan spoke slowly, her voice weak but every word cutting deep.

Huo Mingzheng's eyebrows flashed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Not relatives or friends"

"I left a statement of severance with the Huo family. Didn't Mr. Huo receive it" Fu Yan met his gaze.

Huo Mingzheng's eyes narrowed.

Of course he received it.

That was the second day after Fu Yan left Nancheng, delivered by same-city express to the manor in Jining. Lao Luo received the express delivery and handed it to him personally.

It was a statement written in her own hand, every stroke meticulously mimicking his handwriting. But what it declared was the severing of ties with the Huo family.

He severed ties with He Mingzheng.

He slowly clenched his fingers, the pressure between his knuckles cracking.

"I'm the head of the household, I didn't sign it, so the statement is invalid."

He did not release that statement, and he didn't let anyone in the Huo family know except himself.

Fu Yan's lips twitched, but it was barely noticeable. Her expression remained impassive, almost cold. "Mr. Huo, just continue to deceive yourself," she said. "You're acting like this now... I even wonder if you truly have feelings for me."

Then, she laughed at herself sarcastically, "But who cares"

The hazy bathroom light illuminated Huo Mingzheng's slightly pale face. on the bedside lamp.In the dim light, Cao Fang frowned, his expression solemn as he said, "Mr. Huo, the gardener committed suicide."Huo Mingzheng got up from the bed. He was wearing a pale blue silk...