Chapter 410

d.Cao Fang heard her wake up and said, "Sorry, Miss Fu, did I wake you"Fu Yan opened her coat. Huo Mingzheng hadn't come back, and she instantly understood that he wouldn't be coming back.After all, S...On New Year's Eve, Huo Mingzheng got out of the car. His black long windbreaker with a stand-up collar outlined his figure, making him appear even taller and more slender.

As soon as he stepped through the doorway, he heard someone talking about paying for rouge. His footsteps came to a halt.

It's for the best she's gone anyway, she's not part of the Huo family after all. Staying here for too long would just be awkward.

The speaker was Huo Jingshu. She kept her hands in the pockets of her fitted down jacket, her expression haughty.

After the miscarriage and her broken engagement with Fu Jing, she changed a lot.

Even if she disliked paying for rouge, she would never say such sarcastic and cutting words.

Her expression was inwardly disgusted.

Knowing that her miscarriage was not caused by Fu Yan, she hated Fu Yan because of Fu Jing.

When Huo Yuan was warming his hands with a hand warmer, he kept switching between his palms and the back of his hands. Without looking up, he said: "Jing Shu, Yan Yan did nothing wrong."

Ho Jing-shu's face darkened. "Second Brother favors her, does Eldest Brother favor her too"

"You're such a stubborn fool, haven't you suffered enough already"

A cold voice suddenly cut in.

Ho Mingzheng strode over with his long legs.

Ho Jing-shu's body stiffened. She heard whose voice it was, her fingers in her pocket clenched tight. She turned around and reluctantly called out, "Second Brother."

"I can't bear the title of 'second brother' from you." Huo Mingzheng brushed past her, his footsteps unyielding.

Huo Jing'shu choked, but dared not speak out of anger.

It was Huo Yuan who stopped him, "Ah Zheng, you're back late today."

Ho Mingzheng is the head of the family, so for such an important family dinner, he should attend in advance.

"There are things more important than New Year's Eve dinner, Brother, you know that," Ho Mingzheng stopped his steps and looked down at the man sitting in the wheelchair, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He looked much better today without that scarf.

Ho Mingzheng loosened his tie, "Excuse me for a moment."

Huo Mingzheng returned to the Huo residence and first went to his grandfather, Old Master Huo's room upstairs to ask him to come down for dinner.

After the Lunar New Year's Eve family dinner, this was Huo Mingzheng's second time seeing Old Master Huo. Before that, someone from the manor had told him that Old Master Huo wasn't feeling well, so he only sent his personal physician back and didn't show up himself.

He's already used this tactic before, and he's too lazy to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, Old Master Huo's face was indeed not looking good.

Upon seeing him, Old Master Huo wore a composed expression. "Oh, the head of the family personally invited me to dinner"

Faced with his unpredictable temperament, Huo Mingzheng's expression didn't change in the slightest. He said meaningfully: "You are my grandfather, how can there be overnight feuds between grandchildren and their grandparents"

Master Huo let out a cold snort: "Are you trying to tell me that we have no overnight feud"

You should be grateful that the people you hired didn't have a chance to get their hands on Yan.

Old Master Huo's eyes widened, he was indeed seen through by Huo Mingzheng.

His voice dropped, "What if I strike Are you going to disown me as your grandfather, or are you going to punish me"

What is he doing this for

...it's not for the sake of preserving the reputation of the Huo family.

From childhood to adulthood, his education was all about how to prosper the family and uphold its honor. He carried this responsibility from the moment he was born, and even in his eighties, he remained steadfast in his purpose.

What did he do wrong

He was only following the teachings of his predecessors.

Ho Mingzheng took the cane from the butler's hand, pulled over Old Master Ho's hand, and pressed his palm onto the dragon head of the cane.just worried about disturbing Zheng Ge's rest. Did I forget that last time we gossiped in his hospital room and made him angry" Thinking of Huo Mingzheng's invisible pressure that day, Zhong Yang was...