Chapter 87

rice."Huo Mingzheng picked up his chopsticks without a word, and the sound of the servant's voice came from behind him: "Miss Fu."Qin Heng quickly glanced at him, then turned and smiled: "Fu Yan, com...You should thank me, or you'll have no idea where you'll wake up from tomorrow. 。 。Fu Yan sat back down, Huo Mingzheng's words reminded her, thinking about what happened during the day, she woke up and the photo was deleted by him. 。Looking at the person she had loved for so many years, she never expected anything in return. He wouldn't even give her a fair chance. 。She picked up the bag that had fallen beside Huo Mingzheng. The zipper wasn't closed properly, and something fell out of it, landing right on Huo Mingzheng's thigh. 。Huo Mingzheng held a cigarette in his left hand and picked up the box on his leg with his right. 。It was a medicine box, and on top it said the brand name of contraceptive pills. 。Two pieces of the package that were peeking out from the box lid’s gaps were already empty. 。

Fu Yan took the empty medicine box from him. She hadn't had time to throw it away. She was afraid that if she threw it in the company's trash can, someone would find out and spread some bad rumors about her, so she had to take it home and throw it away.

She tucked the medicine box back into her bag and met Huo Mingzheng's dark gaze, explaining, "I ate it at lunchtime today. Don't worry," 。 Huo Mingzheng's chest fluttered, he pulled out a lighter from the hidden compartment and lit a cigarette. The swirling smoke reminded Fu Yan of how Huo Mingzheng had brought the cigarette to her lips last night. 。The same taste instinctively evoked a reaction of repulsion from her, as if her throat and lungs were still filled with it. 。She turned and pressed the car window button. The sudden cold wind sent a shiver down her spine. The next second, a warm hand covered her hand, with a gentle squeeze. The car window rose again, and the warmth inside felt like spring. 。Ho Mingzheng stubbed out his cigarette, the light in his eyes extinguished, leaving only an abyss of darkness. 。His voice came from behind her, very close, warm breath and a husky tone: "I didn't let you eat" 。Fu Yan's back prickled with tiny goosebumps. She chuckled self-deprecatingly, "No need to remind me, lest I get the impression that I'm being graced by your presence." 。Only in ancient palaces would concubines be reminded to drink miscarriage soup. She was reminded three times, and always felt particularly cheap. 。Ho Mingzheng's face darkened as he tried to turn her face, just then the phone rang, it was from the old house. 。

Fu Yan gave him a quick glance, then listened to Huo Mingzheng's low and deep response: "Good, I'll be back right away."

"Cao Fang, stop at the intersection ahead." 。"Huo Mingzheng got out of the car and closed the inner door panel." 。Cao Fang drove the car into the auxiliary lane and stopped by a tree that had lost its leaves. Cao Yuan, driving Fu Yan's car, followed closely behind and also pulled over. 。Cao Yuan got out of the car, Huo Mingzheng rolled down the car window, "Send her to her doorstep". 。Yes, Mr. Huo 。Cao Yuan returned to Fu Yan's car, pulling open the rear passenger door. 。Fu Yan came down from the car, behind her were the orange-yellow street lamps, the silent streets, and the cold wind blowing at her hair. 。She sniffed her reddened nose and turned to Huo Mingzheng, saying, "My second brother's getting engaged next week, I'm afraid I won't be able to attend. It's my father's death anniversary, and I need to go back to Guangcheng." 。Every year, Fu Yan would return to pay respects to her father. This year, she just happened to coincide with Huo Mingzheng's engagement. 。She evaded, but no one had her by the collar. 。She could act composed in front of people, but she couldn't bear to watch him get engaged to someone else. She was afraid that she would lose control and do something rash, but reason told her she couldn't. 。Ho Mingzheng sat in the dimly lit carriage, his eyes like faint stars in the night, flickering on and off. They were like a wild wind sweeping across the prairie, igniting a raging fire that burned into Fu Yan's heart. 。The next second the flames went out, leaving behind only a desolate heap of ashes. 。He said nonchalantly, “Do as you please.” 。Fu Yan listened as a sound of shattering echoed within her, she gritted her teeth and smiled, "Then I wish second brother a happy wedding in advance." 。As she sat on the bus, she stared at the photo gallery on her phone, deep in thought about the deleted pictures. 。

Let me know if you'd like to translate anything else!ch attention to the game itself.Looking back, that game was not an easy win for Ji Lin.Nobody knows better than Fu Yan how much effort Ji Lin put into winning the championship. For years, he trained t...