wife was from Guangcheng. I cooked her Guangcheng cuisine for her whole life, authentic and delicious, you must come try it.""Good." Fu Yan smiled slightly.After seeing off Mr. Fu, Old Master Huo also...She finally queued up and bought a box of sand toys, running to him with a smile. Her wide down jacket reached her ankles, and when she ran over, it looked like a pair of little wings opened behind her.

"Second brother, try some, it's delicious."

Hearing her voice, Huo Mingzheng slightly turned his head and glanced at the thing she passed over. His brows furrowed, but perhaps because of the anticipation in her eyes, he still removed his mask and opened his mouth to take the thing into his mouth.

After a while, he said nonchalantly, "It's just so-so."

Fu Yan was lost in thought, and without noticing, she bit her tongue. She gasped, came back to her senses, and put the entire box of bubble sand aside.

She was looking at the contents of the document, but her mind kept drifting back to Ho Mingzheng's face and the wounds on it from Friday night.

Close your eyes, and the images become clearer.

She impatiently covered the files, picked up her cup and walked out.

Colleagues holding snacks and drinks from Qingyuanji saw her come out and thanked her one after another, "Manager Fu, thank you."

Fu Yan didn't know how to respond, she smiled and nodded, then took her water cup and went to the tea room.

Everyone, including Duan Manager, was enjoying afternoon tea. Only Cao Man sat alone on the sofa in the tea room. Seeing her enter, she let out a sneer, "Don't think that a little favor will win people over."

He pretended not to hear and kept pouring coffee for himself.

Caoman realized that she couldn't get any advantage from her, so she picked up her water cup and left the tea room.

She cast a glance back at Fu Yan.

She had seen the man who had just come to deliver the snacks.

Just a week ago, she went to the hospital for a cold and got some medicine. She was in a rush and didn't see anyone in the elevator, so she bumped right into it, almost hitting someone.

That man held her shoulders and said, "Ma'am, you almost bumped into our sir."

She instinctively took a step back, and the man stepped away. Only then did she see the slender man sitting in the wheelchair.

He was slender, but not in a gaunt way. He was like a green bamboo stalk, thin yet emanating an air of detachment. His ink-colored eyebrows and eyes added a touch of nobility to his features. At first glance, she could tell he wasn't an ordinary man.

Either you're not wealthy or you're extremely wealthy.

"Excuse me, sir. I'm in a hurry and almost bumped into you. I'm so sorry."

"

It's fine.

"

Although he was sitting in a wheelchair and looked like a disabled person, his unique aura made her glance at him more than once. However, as the elevator doors opened, the man left.

She was right; the man who came to give Fu Yan some snacks today was the young man who had pushed the wheelchair that day.

He said he was not a pursuer of Fu Yan, he wasn't worthy.

Could it be the man sitting in the wheelchair

She had chatted up Fu Hanlin a year ago and naturally recognized his car. Last Friday night, she saw Fu Yan come down from Fu Hanlin's car with her own eyes. The reason she didn't question Fu Yan was that she didn't want to startle the snake.

It's Fu Hanlin again, and that man in the wheelchair.

This payment, it's really not simple.

Maybe Fu Yan's position as business manager was also obtained through improper means, which caused her to miss such a good opportunity!

She clenched her fist tightly, Fu Yan, you mustn't give me any handle!d fall, becoming nothing more than dust underfoot, a fate to be trampled upon."I ask you about the plum blossoms," Huo Yuan shi said with a slight smile at the corner of his lips.Huo Mingzheng's eyes...