Chapter 42
wine into her glass, he placed his hand on the back of her chair, "Xiao Fu has a good tolerance for alcohol."Fu Yan moved forward slightly, dodging the other person's intentional or unintentional touc...She secretly glanced at Huo Mingzheng, who was silent. She said to herself, "Fu Jing said that he was Xiao Yan's boyfriend, it was really cool! Who wouldn't be confused after hearing that I guess Xiao Yan must have been touched."
Cao Fang drove the car over, and Huo Mingzheng flicked his cigarette. "You drive her car back to her, I'll drive mine."
"Azheng!" Shen Wei gritted his teeth secretly, his face couldn't tell if it was disappointment or unwillingness.
He Mingzheng bypassed the car head and got in. Cao Fang walked up to Shen Wei, "Miss Shen, I'll send you back."
Shen Wei wanted to go find Huo Mingzheng, but Cao Fang stood in front of her.
She moved to the left, and he moved to the left. She moved to the right, and he moved to the right. It wasn't clear if it was intentional or a coincidence.
Before she could shove Cao Fang aside, Huo Mingzheng had already driven off.
She stamped her feet in anger and glared at Cao Fang!
Cao Fang respectfully said, "Miss Shen, here are the car keys."
Shen Wei's heart was filled with anger and restlessness. She frantically dug a set of car keys out of her bag, then flung them at him!
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Fu Yan didn't drive back to her family home. Huo Mingzheng said that Song Qing˪ probably wasn't sincere when she said she missed Fu Yan, otherwise, why not call her directly instead of speaking through Huo Mingzheng.
You can fool others, but you can't fool her.
The new car has been running well these days, but the traffic on this road during this time is pretty bad. She isn't very good at driving, so she kept stopping and starting until she got off the freeway and past the intersection. The traffic started to improve after that.
Fu Jing sent her a WeChat message saying he had arrived at the fencing club.
When the red light is on, Fu Yan takes time to reply.
A car stopped beside her in the fading light.
She seemed to sense something, and turned her head.
The trees along this road are in full autumn foliage, their leaves hitting the car windows with a crisp sound.
Huo Mingzheng held the steering wheel with one hand, his fingers slender and fair, the curve of his knuckles like a finely carved sculpture, yet there was a chill hardness to them.
The warm orange light of the street lamp fell on his profile, he lightly pursed his thin lips and slowly looked at her.
Fu Yan was as moved as she was when she was young, her heartstrings tugged painfully.
From the moment she knew Huo Mingzheng was getting engaged, to this day, the emotions she had desperately suppressed seemed to have signs of breaking through. Just a tiny bit began to wildly invade her limbs and bones.
The pain made her eyes momentarily red.
Someone honked behind her, startling her back to reality. She realized the light had turned green and, flustered, quickly shifted gears and drove away.
After the turn, where there were few vehicles, Huo Mingzheng directly forced her to stop. She crawled forward, but he stopped her effortlessly.
"Come here." The man only said two words.
Fu Yan sat in the car, motionless. Huo Mingzheng also patiently coaxed her, without urging her further.
She started the car to reverse.
"Don't you need your feet"
Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat.
How did he know her foot was hurt
Even though she hid it very well, Fu Jing didn't notice.
Ho Mingzheng gripped the steering wheel with one hand, the streets deserted. Occasionally a car would pass by, but otherwise it was just the sound of wind whipping through fallen leaves.
His voice mingled with the night, dangerous and alluring: "Come here." She got out of the car without looking back, her head down. She saw the white slippers on her feet and her eyes welled up with tears.After Fu Yan went upstairs, Huo Mingzheng sat in the back row and...