knees hugged to her chest, and suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.For two years, she knew clearly that she had no place in Huo Mingzheng's heart. He didn't love her; he only had a desire to possess h...After Fu Yan returned, she didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night. When her phone rang incessantly the next morning, she was still asleep.

She sat up from the bed, pressed her aching eyes, and then picked up her phone from the bedside table for a quick glance.

Incoming call: Big Brother

A strange feeling flashed across Fu Yan's heart. She had never really thought about that before, because her preconceived notions made her always think that Huo Yuan also treated her as a younger sister, and she indeed treated him as an older brother.

I also asked myself if I had given him any hint that could lead to misunderstanding.

Now when she thinks of Huo Yuan, she likes her. This feeling isn't subtle; it makes her uncomfortable.

But she still picked up the phone and politely called out, "Big Brother," as usual.

"Still sleeping" Huo Yuan's warm voice came through the phone, with a hint of amusement.

Fu Yan glanced at the electronic clock on her bedside table. It was actually 10 o'clock.

She mumbled in response.

"Come have lunch with me later. I'll ask the kitchen to make some Guangzhou dishes for you to try and see if they're authentic."

She lowered her head to look at the tulip pattern on the bracelet, clutching her phone tightly.

The first time I lied to Huo Yuan.

"Sorry, big brother, I don't feel like going out today. I want to rest at home."

She didn't know if it was her imagination, but on the other end of the phone, Huo Yuanshi seemed to be silent for a moment. That moment caused her heart to beat inexplicably faster.

Then Huo Yuan said in a gentle tone, "Well then, you come over for dinner another day."

Fu Yan’s voice was light, and then she hung up the phone.

At that time, in a suburban villa on the outskirts of the city, Huo Yuan watched the black smartphone screen. His handsome and elegant face was reflected on the screen.

Aji came in from outside, “Mr. Huo, the kitchen asked if you’d like anything else added to the meal”

"No need." Huo Yuan retracted his phone, looking out the window at the sunlight.

Such a warm light, yet it couldn't melt even a fraction of the coldness in his eyes.

Aji was stunned, "Mr. Huo..."

His hand rested on the wheelchair armrest, his voice light, as if he were merely asking casually, "What time did Azheng leave last night"

"About an hour after we left last night, the second young master left as well."

Aji's dispatched person relayed the response, "But later, Miss Fu drove to Jing Sheng Garden. The area around Jing Sheng Garden is all under control of the second young master. Our people didn't get too close and weren't sure what happened inside. Twenty minutes later, the second young master drove Miss Fu back."

He stood behind Huo Yuan, unable to see Mr. Huo's current expression. He added: "The second young master went downstairs for a smoke and left."

But...

He hesitated for a moment, "Miss Fu seems to have cried."

As Huo Yuan held the time, his thumb rubbed against the patterns on the armrest, his voice tinged with regret, "Yanyan still can't let go of Aze."

But Ji Lin's hand can no longer participate in fencing competitions. Miss Fu both blames herself and blames him. According to Miss Fu and Ji Lin's relationship, she will not be with the second young master again.

Whether they were together or not, her heart was still on him.

As time went by, the calmness in Huo Yuan's eyes gradually began to show cracks.

It must have been what Huo Mingzheng said to Yanyan last night. Yanyan noticed it, so she didn't agree to come for lunch.ce wasn't quite right, a little pale. But the next second, the man sneered, "Impossible!"She always felt like she had seen Huo Mingzheng like this somewhere before.Fu Yan thought about it for a long t...