from wrong"Old Mr. Huo's face darkened.Ho Jing-shu, who had been called an idiot, pursed her lips and dared not speak out.Fourth Master Huo immediately stepped forward, "A-Zheng, Jing Shu is young..."...This season, the crabs in Nancheng are the most plump and delicious. Fu Yan likes to eat crabs, but after thinking about her stomachache yesterday, perhaps because she ate crabs and they were too cold, she didn't touch them.

Southern people particularly love to eat crab. There are several dishes on the table, most of which contain crab meat or crab roe. Fu Yan dared not touch them.

Before the dishes in front of her could even be served, the turntable suddenly sped up. A plate of mandarin fish with sweet and sour sauce appeared before her.

"Eat this." The man's deep voice echoed in her ear.

She suddenly squeezed her chopsticks, unconsciously glancing at the other people at the table. Thankfully, no one noticed, and she silently shifted to the right a little, picking up the shared chopsticks and taking a small piece of fish meat.

For some reason, she found the steamed mandarin fish with chestnut sauce, which I usually thought she liked, a bit fishy. She only took one small bite and then didn't touch her chopsticks anymore.

Later, the waitress brought a small clay pot of bamboo shoot and liver soup. She reluctantly drank some of it.

"Xiao Fu, why don't you eat more"

At the dinner table, a female executive who was the host sat opposite them. She was about the same age as Song Qing˪ and had a pleasant smile.

Fu Yan smiled and said, "I have a small appetite. There are too many dishes. I can't finish them all."

A male executive chuckled and said, "The young lady wants to keep her figure, doesn't she"

Someone wanted to liven up the atmosphere, saying, "Xiao Fu already has a great figure, we're all envious, and if she were twenty years younger, no one would be able to compare. Mr. Huo, don't you think so"

Ho Mingzheng glanced at Fu Yan casually, and Fu Yan immediately felt a chill run down her spine, fearing that he would say something earth-shattering.

Only heard the man say indifferently, "Not bad."

The other person was stunned. She had only wanted to liven up the atmosphere and didn't expect Huo Mingzheng to actually answer, but he not only answered, but also responded in such a vague way.

Fu Yan only felt so embarrassed that she wished she could burrow from the twelfth floor straight into the ground. "President Huo, don't tease me,"

A faint smile played on Huo Mingzheng's lips.

Such a gathering inevitably involves drinking.

Fu Yan was young and should have taken the initiative to offer a toast. As she just raised her cup, she suddenly realized that at this table, even the entire banquet hall, the most honorable person was the man sitting beside her.

Someone already noticed she was about to give a toast, looking at her with smiling eyes, while others secretly worried for her.

Ho Mingzheng is notoriously difficult to deal with. When socializing, few people dare to toast him, but he has to go through the motions.

This young woman, who has only been in the workforce for a few years, is probably going to be embarrassed.

"Mr. Huo, I toast to you."

A woman's voice reached his ear, and Huo Mingzheng's hand holding the spoon froze.

Fu Yan lived in Nancheng for so many years, yet she didn't have a trace of the local accent. Of course, she didn't have the accent from Guancheng either. It was a unique, indescribable flavor of a Jiangnan water town, particularly charming.

Huo Mingzheng sipped his soup slowly, as if he hadn't heard anything.

People around were secretly eyeing the situation here. Fu Yan's cheeks flushed, she didn't know if they were red or not, she just felt particularly embarrassed.

Huo Mingzheng must have done it on purpose. Was he angry that she didn't go to the Huo family to explain

If Keh Mingzheng fails this round, she won't be able to continue offering drinks to others.

She couldn't do anything, so she could only kick the man's leather shoes under the table with her foot. She put on a polite smile and said, "Mr. Huo, would you please have a drink with me"

"Calling me" The man put down his spoon and turned his head to look at her. She was standing, so he had to tilt his head up to meet her gaze.

Her face was flawless, her ears were flushed red. She was naturally beautiful, and this shy and embarrassed expression must have captivated countless hearts., what you're doing is even crueler than killing her. Fu Yan, please feel sorry for your mother."Lu Jing interrupted, “Hey, cousin, don't make it sound so harsh. Huo Zong and Miss Fu have a better rel...