Chapter 87

ack down."What's wrong" Qin Heng saw her face turn pale and then red again in an instant, he whispered, "What happened"He is familiar with this, it's a reaction after someone experiences intense fear..."You should be thanking me, otherwise you won't even know where you'll wake up from tomorrow"

"Ho Mingzheng loosened his grip on her" 。Fu Yan sat back down, Huo Mingzheng's words reminded her of what happened that day. After she woke up, he deleted the photo. 。

Looking at the person she had loved for so many years, she never expected anything in return, but he wouldn't even give her a fair chance.

She picked up the bag that had fallen beside Huo Mingzheng. The zipper wasn't pulled all the way, and something fell out from inside, landing right on Huo Mingzheng's thigh. 。Ho Mingzheng was holding a cigarette in his left hand and picked up the box on his lap with his right. 。

It's a pillbox, and on top it says a certain brand of birth control pills.

Two packs were already empty, visible through the gaps in the box lid.

Fuzhang snatched the empty medicine box from his hand. She hadn't had time to throw it away. Throwing it in the company trash can was too risky - someone might discover it and spread some nasty rumors. So she had no choice but to take it home.

Put the medicine box back into your bag. Meeting Huo Mingzheng's dark gaze, she explained, "It's from lunch today. Don't worry" 。

Huo Mingzheng's chest fluttered. He took out a lighter from the drawer and lit a cigarette. The swirling smoke brought back to Fu Yan memories of Huo Mingzheng putting a cigarette in her mouth last night.

The same taste, she instinctively had a repulsive reaction, as if her throat and lungs were still filled with this smell. 。She turned and pressed the car window button, a gust of cold wind made her shiver. The next second, a warm hand covered her hand, pressing lightly, the window rose again, and the warmth inside the car was like spring. 。

Huo Mingzheng extinguished his cigarette, the light in his eyes also dying out, leaving only darkness.

His voice came from behind her, very close, his breath warm, his voice a husky murmur: "I didn't let you eat" 。"Fu Yan's spine prickled with goosebumps, and she laughed wryly. "No need to remind me, lest I get the wrong idea that I'm being favored by you." 。Only in ancient palaces would concubines be reminded to drink the contraception soup. She was reminded of it several times and always felt particularly cheap about it. 。

Huo Mingzheng's face darkened as he was about to turn her face, just then the phone rang, it was from the old house.

Fu Yan glanced at him, listening to Huo Mingzheng's low reply: "Good, I'll be right back." 。Caofang, stop at the intersection ahead. 。"Huo Mingzheng's car interior sunshade" 。Cao Fang drove the car into the auxiliary lane and stopped beside a tree that had shed all its leaves. Cao Yuan, driving Fu Yan's car, followed closely behind and also pulled over. 。Cao Yuan got out of the car, and Huo Mingzheng rolled down his car window, "I'll send her to her doorstep." 。"Yes, Mr. Huo," 。Cao Yuan returned to Fu Yan's car, and opened the back door. 。Fu Yan stepped out of the car, behind her were the orange-yellow street lamps, the silent long street, and the cold wind tousling her hair. 。She sniffed her red nose and turned to Huo Mingzheng, saying, “My second brother's engagement is next week, I'm afraid I can't attend. It's my father's death anniversary, and I have to go back to Guangcheng.” 。Every year, Fu Yan would go back to pay respects to her father. This year, she just happened to coincide with Huo Mingzheng's engagement. 。She fled, but no one had her by the collar. 。She could put on a brave face in public, but she couldn't bear to watch him get engaged to someone else. She was afraid she would lose control and do something rash, but her reason told her not to. 。 Huo Mingzheng sat in the dimly lit carriage, his eyes like dim stars in the night, flickering on and off. Like a whirlwind sweeping across the prairie, it stirred up flames that burned into Fu Yan's heart. 。The next second, the flames died out, leaving behind a desolate expanse of ashes devoid of life. 。He said lightly, "Do whatever you want." 。Fu Yan listened to the sounds of something shattering within her body. Gritting her teeth, she smiled and said, "Then I'll wish you a happy wedding in advance, Second Brother." 。As she sat in the car, she stared at the photo gallery on her phone, lost in thought about the deleted pictures. 。 figured out how to refuse Fu Jing. He was such a good person, so good that she didn't want to give him a "good person card". Today seemed like an opportunity.Fu Jing's brow furrowed, a sharp pain pie...