i blurted out, disregarding his image. "You're threatening me by filming this Five million Dream on!"What if I gave the video to Huo Mingzheng Or, what if I made it public on the whole internet It wou...Fu Yan's hand stiffened.

She looked at the elderly man in front of her, who was kind and caring towards her like a loving grandfather. Thinking about how he only had less than three months left in this world, a wave of sadness washed over her heart.

Facing the expectant gazes of the elderly, Fu Yan slowly lowered her head.

"Sorry, grandpa."

Master Fu was not surprised. He silently shook his head at Yan Yao.

Fu Yan's eyes trembled, "I have never had romantic feelings for Fu Hanlin. If I marry him, it's because I want to fulfill your regret and fake a marriage with him, but I don't want to deceive you."

She choked back tears and said, "I don't want to disappoint you even more."

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Fu Yan subconsciously turned her head. Fu Hanlin stood at the doorway.

When Fu Yan touched those deep and obscure eyes, she remembered his heartfelt confession that night. In the end, she had let him down.

Mr. Fu looked at Fu Yan, then at his grandson.

He knew Fu Hanlin very well. Though he couldn't do it perfectly, he noticed some of his habits and subtle changes in expression.

Even though he is usually so composed, in front of the one he likes, he occasionally shows a rare glimpse of his goofy side, just like that moment of sudden disarray with his pale face.

"It's getting late, YanYan. You should go back and rest early. HanLin, you send her off and make sure she gets home safe."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Fu Yan followed him out of the ward.

She was looking at the broad back of the man in front of her, just about to speak, when Fu Hanlin spoke first, “You did well, don’t blame yourself, thank you for telling grandpa the truth.”

Fu Yan pinched the corner of her clothes, "I'm sorry."

Fu Hanlin turned around, he looked down at Fu Yan, without the catalyst of alcohol, he never repeated that intimate action from that night, always maintaining a distance that wouldn't make her uncomfortable.

He said softly, "You don't owe me an apology. Feelings are a matter of mutual consent. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Fu Yan was stunned. This was the first time she saw an emotion other than gentleness in Fu Hanlin's eyes. There was a sense of plundering, dominance, and authority.

He opened the car door, "Let's talk about our relationship later. Right now, I'll take you home first."

......

Late at night, a black Bentley stopped in the green strip beneath the apartment building.

A handsome and tall man stepped out of the car, his long legs carrying him forward. The street lamp cast his shadow all the way to the shade of the trees. He walked into the apartment building and entered the elevator, pressing the button for the twelfth floor.

This is the house Fu Yangan recently found, the environment is better than the previous one. The people living here aren't as chaotic.

Finding a good place to live can be tough, but luckily the landlord's family is going abroad for a few years. It's better to have someone living in the house than leave it empty, and this just happened to be a great opportunity. The rent they are asking for is lower than market price.

Ho Mingzheng stepped out of the elevator and walked straight ahead. He stood at Fu Yan's door, but found a pair of men's leather shoes on the shoe rack outside.

It's already midnight.t she didn't feel a thing. Shame washed over her like a tidal wave, for Huo Mingzheng had personally brought those filthy past events back before her eyes.She was wrong.He wasn't killing her physical...