arms. There was no one around. Huo Mingzheng pulled her into the tea room. At this moment, there was only the sound of water boiling in the room.Her eyes welled up, "May I speak""As the head of the H...She looked towards the light source, it was a red candle.

And the one holding the red candle was tall and thin, wearing a black hooded sweatshirt. Judging by his build, he was a man.

From this angle, she could only see a section of fair skin on his jaw.

Not until the man came closer, took off his hat, and she looked at his face did her eyes widen in fear.

"You..."

The man raised a finger. "Shh."

......

The next day was Saturday.

The doctor has scheduled a follow-up appointment for Mr. Huo.

Huo Mingzheng left Jing Sheng Garden and returned to Huo's Manor.

The car stopped in its designated parking space. Cao Fang and Cao Yuan got out of the car simultaneously. Cao Yuan opened the car door.

Ho Mingzheng got out of the car, and Cao Fang said, "Mr. Ho, Mr. Huo Yuan's car is also here."

Ho Mingzheng looked up and sure enough, in the direction of three o'clock, he saw Huo Yuan's modified car that was convenient for him to travel.

He retracted his gaze without a sound, walked up the stairs of Huo Gong's mansion, and entered the front hall.

When he didn't see Huo Yuan at the moment, he didn't stay long and went straight to Old Master Huo's room.

At this moment, the doctor is checking Old Master Huo's body in his bedroom. There are quite a few people sitting in the four-room house, including the elderly members of the family and their cousins and siblings.

Elders greeted him as "Ah Zheng," while the other cousins called him "Second Brother."

Huo Mingzheng glanced at Huo Jingshu out of the corner of his eye. Huo Jingshu shrank her neck like a startled bird, the scene of the painting about to be hung on the balcony still vivid in her mind. A cold sweat broke out on her back instantly.

This was the first time she truly felt Huo Mingzheng's ruthlessness, and she never dared to bother Fu Yan again.

“Quiet is like afraid of Zheng” Speaking was Huo Yuan who didn't greet Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Mingzheng's gaze fell on his wheelchair. Huo Gongguan was an old building, and an elevator couldn't be installed.

At the time of Huo Yuanjia's death, it should have been his bodyguards who carried him up in an eight-person palanquin.

Huo Jingshu had just wanted to tell Huo Yanshi that she wanted her elder brother to be her protector and support her.

Ke Huo Mingzheng turned her wristwatch, and she suddenly felt weighed down like a thousand pounds, her scalp tingling, her heart about to stop. She hurriedly shook her head, "Brother, you're mistaken."

Huo Mingzheng walked to the middle sofa and sat down.

Although a doctor was arranged to have Mr. Huo re-examined, due to his advanced age and the poison he had been subjected to, paralysis was irreversible. However, regular checkups would be conducted to determine if any other ailments were present.

In a short while, the doctor came out with the nurse.

Everyone rose to their feet, but Huo Mingzheng stood up leisurely.

"Don't worry, everyone, the old master is fine."

Ho Mingzheng nodded, "Cao Fang, see him off."

The doctor nodded, and everyone walked around the sofa to go into the bedroom.

The doctor stopped and said, "By the way, the old man said he only saw Mr. Huo."

Even though Huo Siye runs his own business and is called "Mr. Huo" outside, there's only one "Mr. Huo" in the Huo family.

When people heard this, they left one after another.

As the wheelchair turned, Huo Yuan's back was facing him. Huo Mingzheng said coldly, "Big brother, wait."

"Huh" Huo Yuanzhi looked at Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Mingzheng's legs were long and strong under his suit pants. As he walked over and stood before Huo Yanshi, his tall figure was like a mountain, his shadow covering Huo Yanshi.

He took something out of his pocket, "Big brother, you should still take your things back."

Huò Yuān glanced at him.

That was the emerald brooch.

His eyes narrowed slightly, perhaps because of the overcast sky. They seemed shrouded in a layer of gloom, unlike their usual clarity and serenity.

"Yan Yan, are you returning what's mine" Huo Yuansi's lips curled into a smile.ong, Fu Yan snatched Huo Mingzheng's pistol and pressed it against her temple, her shattered eyes gleaming with a glacial chill. "I won't be traded for her!"What makes him think she would listen to hi...