to go home and wait for news.But she waited for three full days, only to be met with a tactful rejection from the world.Not being able to come to work at Ho's became the biggest regret of her time, an...As the sky was just beginning to lighten, Huo Mingzheng heard Cao Fang knocking at his door.

The door pushed open from the outside, and Huo Mingzheng pressed the switch 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 nightshirt, thin and light, and went out carelessly. His face was gloomy and frightening. "Where is everyone"

Cao Fang quickly put on his coat and followed, "Sent to the hospital, Cao Yuan followed."

"Cao Yuan didn't discover the weapon hidden in his sleeve. By the time he realized, he was already slit across the throat. His lack of experience showed in his clumsy technique; he failed to sever the carotid artery, leaving a high chance of survival."

Cao Fang hurried to catch up, analyzing the current situation.

The car was already waiting outside. Huo Mingzheng got in the car while calling Cao Yuan.

"I'm still in the emergency room," Cao Yuan said over the phone, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo, it was my fault for not checking carefully beforehand, and I let him slip through."

Ho Mingzheng concentrated, tapped his brow, and said coldly: "The other party was obviously prepared, you were caught off guard."

On the phone, Cao Yuan said, “The doctor is out...”

Cao Fang also heard the phone call, and he was surprised. How could the doctor come out so quickly

The next second, Cao Yuan said in a grave voice: "General Huo, you don't have to come over, there's no saving him."

Huo Mingzheng's hand holding his eyebrows paused, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes.

Cao Fang gripped the steering wheel tightly and slammed it with his fist!

Early in the morning, there was a commotion at Huo Gong's mansion. Old Master Huo came downstairs with the help of his personal assistant and saw Huo Mingzheng wearing a robe come in from outside. "What happened" he asked.

Cao Fang brought the little girl, who was a witness, over and relayed what the gardener had told him.

Old Master Huo pondered for a few seconds after hearing this, "So, he was injured because Jing Shu once got drunk and scolded him, kicking a flowerpot to pieces He harbored resentment and waited for an opportunity to take revenge"

Cao Fang said, "He didn't expect Miss Wu to be pregnant either."

Old Master Huo's face was ashen. "A-Zheng, what do you think"

Huo Mingzheng said coldly, "It's clearly a suicide out of fear of punishment. What more truth does Grandpa want"

Just then, the phone at Huo Gongguan rang. The housekeeper walked over, "Master, the young master is calling."

“It’s late at night in Britain now, and he isn’t sleeping. What could he possibly be calling for at this hour” Old Master Huo grumbled, but nonetheless, he propped himself up with his cane and went to answer the phone.”

The housekeeper said, "It's about Miss Fu."

Huo Mingzheng's eyes narrowed slightly, a complex expression flashing across his gaze.

......

Fu Yan spent the entire night hardly sleeping at all. She was a bit of a homebody, and her heart was burdened with something. In addition, the pain in her lower back and knees prevented her from falling asleep.

She closed her eyes, trying her best to rest. As soon as dawn broke, she heard Fu Hanlin on the phone with someone. The sound insulation was good, so she could only hear muffled voices and couldn't make out what they were saying.

Fu Hanlin heard the sound of the door opening, turned his head to glance, suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and hung up the phone.

"Ji Lin will be home in a bit, after breakfast I'll take you there."

She nodded.

"Didn't you sleep" he asked her, his gaze sweeping over her slightly bluish eyelids.

Fu Yan guessed that her face must have been very unsightly, but she was too embarrassed to admit it. She was afraid that he would notice that she had already sensed his feelings, and then both of them would be very awkward.

"He just said, 'I'm a little bit homesick and didn't sleep well.'"

He nodded, not asking any further questions, “Let’s go to Ji Lin’s place later and rest properly.”wriggle out of his arms, "Let go of me first."Fu Jing didn't answer, but instead hugged her and stood up directly. "You hit your head just now, I'll take you to have a look.""No, I'm fine." Fu Yan anx...