ine, Aze"Huo Mingzheng's fair and slender fingers held the emerald green teacup, a smile deepening on his face. "Big brother, why ask when you already know."As Huo Yuan's wheelchair rolled forward, he...In the evening, Luo Guanjia received a phone call from Huo Mingzheng saying that he would be back later.

Luo, the steward, stood close to Fu Yan and said earnestly: "The weather is very unusual today, the rain is falling especially heavily. You should return early. There are people taking care of your grandfather over there, and you still have old injuries."

"It's okay."

Luo Guantao was holding his phone, looking at Fu Yan helplessly, "Miss Fu, you should persuade Huo..."

However, Fu Yan directly ignored him.

Luo Guanjia nonchalantly put his phone back to his ear, and a low and cold voice came from the other end of the line, "It's nothing, don't bother her. Did she have a good meal today"

Luo Guanjia said loudly, "You are always thinking about Miss Fu. We have so many people taking care of her, you can rest assured."

He heard the man on the other end of the phone take a sharp breath, "You wait a moment and call Qin Heng. Have her personally ask about Ji Lin's situation."

Lao Guanjia responded with a "yes," but the person on the other end of the phone didn't hang up yet.

He was about to ask if there were any other instructions, when Huo Mingzheng indifferently said, “Hang up.”

After Deng paid for the meal, Luo Butler called Qin Heng and handed her the phone. "Mr. Huo knows that you are worried about Young Master Ji Er, you can ask Dr. Qin."

Fu Yan's eyes trembled slightly, a hint of surprise flashing across them. She eagerly took out her phone and asked Qin Heng, "Doctor Qin, how is Ji Lin"

Qin Heng said solemnly, "He's still not awake."

"What did the expert team you invited from abroad say"

"Plant people are a huge challenge for the entire medical community, but they have the most cutting-edge treatment options that will greatly reduce Chi Ling's brain lesions. We have to believe in miracles."

Fu Yan's eyes stung and turned red, "Thank you, Dr. Qin."

Qin Heng paused for two seconds on the phone, "Fu Yan, that's an absolutely authoritative team. With my qualifications and abilities, I couldn't have asked them to come. It was Zhao Zheng who made an appearance."

Her face paled.

huo Mingzheng explicitly said that the expert team Qin Heng connected was.

Qin Heng's voice came from the phone again, "We are in a consultation, adjusting to the best plan. Let's talk later."

The phone call ended, and Luo Butler carefully took the phone from Fu Yan's hand.

He patiently explained: "Miss Fu, please don't blame Mr. Huo for keeping this from you. Yes, Young Master Ji is your best friend, and it was indeed wrong of Mr. Huo to keep this from you. It wasn't considerate of your feelings, and Mr. Huo shouldn't have done that."

He went on to say, "But Young Master Ji was in a car accident. He knew you would be worried, and given your current health, besides worrying yourself sick, there's nothing else you can do. Mr. Huo doesn't say much, but what he worries about most is your well-being. Everything else is outside his consideration."

Lao Guanjia made it clear that he was playing a game of first suppressing and then raising.

Fu Yan listened to the sound of rain outside, her fingers digging into the tablecloth.

He sighed, “Let me be frank with you. When Mr. Huo was young, Professor Huo was busy with his work at the school, and Mrs. Huo was often on world tours. No one looked after him, and children who lack parental guidance are easily prone to personality flaws. Plus, what happened to him when he was young made his thoughts much more extreme than the average person. Unlike the eldest grandson’s father who went into politics, he learned about the details of dealing with people from a young age, so his emotional intelligence is naturally high. Of course, I’m not comparing the eldest grandson to Mr. Huo, and I’m not intentionally speaking up for him. What I said is the truth. If you don’t want to hear it, I won’t.”

Fu Yan rose from her chair. "I don't want to hear it."

Lao Guanjia pursed his lips, "......Good."nd withdrew her hand from Huo Mingzheng's palm."Thank you, for not letting Ji Lin's heart be hurt again. You did the right thing, thank you."She was so polite and distant, though she said she understo...