Chapter 405

s where the children live."The dean opened a door, and the room was painted in shades of pink. A lilac wind chime hung by the window, and each small bed was a pale blue with railings around it to prev...Huo Yuanshi touched his scarf, smiled meaningfully, and said, "No rush."

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Huo Mingzheng got into the car, and Cao Fang and Cao Yuan both got in at the same time.

Cao Fang started the car and asked, "Do we need to send someone to keep an eye on him..."

Before he could finish, Huo Mingzheng glanced at him through the endoscope. Cao Fang shifted his gaze and saw Fu Yan who had woken up. They understood each other implicitly and didn't press further.

Huo Mingzheng let Fu Yan rest her head on his thigh, gently stroking her soft long hair, and softly asked: "Are you tired"

As soon as Fu Yan woke up, she looked out the window at the streetlights flashing by and the Chinese characters lining both sides of the road. She knew she was back in Nancheng.

In less than a month in Zurich, it felt like I was living a dream.

Fu Yan was thinking, if that were really just a dream, how good it would be.

Then her child would still be there.

She didn't speak, Huo Mingzheng saw her staring out into space, he picked her up and held her against his chest, so she could see the street scene more conveniently.

Ho Mingzheng hugged her waist, his thin lips pressed against her hairline, "It's good not to sleep, let's go back to the Jinling mansion and sleep."

He felt Fu Yan's body stiffen slightly when she heard 'Golden Capital Residence'.

It is an instinctive repulsion.

Until the car drove through the tunnel, she didn't say a word.

Hu Mingzheng didn't force her.

The car drove directly to the main gate of Jinnling Mansion. Huo Mingzheng carried Fu Yan off the car, and Lao Luo had prepared in advance, holding an umbrella to prevent Fu Yan from feeling a single gust of cold wind.

Fu Yan only found it funny. She had just miscarried, not given birth. Huo Mingzheng's nervousness over her body was truly amusing and ironic to her.

But she couldn't laugh.

Cao Fang and Cao Yuan got out of the car one after another. After Cao Fang paid, Fan Yan woke up. He raised the partition, wondering how Fan Yan and President Huo were getting along.

> It seems that we are still in a Cold War.

Luo Shu led a middle-aged woman over, "Mr. Huo, this is the nutritionist who just arrived."

Ho Mingzheng glanced casually, with a grunt of "Let's see how it goes first. If she's satisfied, she can stay."

'She', of course, refers to Fu Yan.

"Miss Fu, I will take care of you. I am very experienced in this area."

The other party was very discerning. She was hired by Huo Mingzheng, but she served Fu Yan. Huo Mingzheng's words undoubtedly gave Fu Yan the right to decide.

The middle-aged woman looked about the same age as Song Qing˪, but Song Qing˪ was well-maintained. The other person was probably a few years younger in reality.

Fu Yan didn't say anything. Knowing the other party was trying to curry favor, it was natural. Huo Mingzheng's offer was too tempting, and no one could resist money.

She directed her anger at Huo Mingzheng, not involving anyone else.

Before they got back, the nutritionist had made her something.

"Miss Fu, it's already past four o'clock. Why don't you have something to eat first I'll prepare some snacks for you at lunchtime. You can take a good nap and adjust to the time difference during this time."

Huo Mingzheng hummed in response, and right there in front of everyone, he held onto Fu Yan, asking her softly, "Do you want to eat downstairs, or in the room upstairs"

Fu Yan wasn't without shame, but at this moment, she couldn't feel much else. She was very cold and indifferent, not wanting to pay any attention to Huo Mingzheng.

"I don't eat."

Ho Mingzheng's expression didn't fluctuate at all, he just hummed softly, "Alright, I'll feed you."g on it.Actually, he really dislikes it when people touch him, let alone something like this puffing air at him. He finds it disgusting.That day, when he met her crystal-clear and warm eyes, he forgot...