nd too much lately and my back hurts. Can you give me a massage Your hands are just right. When Liu Jie massages me, I want to cry."She finally persuaded her to stay.At night, Song Qing霜 fell asleep....He got divorced, but he occasionally picks up his son on weekends to stay for a couple of days. His son is in high school now, so he must be around forty or fifty.
Cao Fang looked at the face, it was indeed the face of a man in his forties or fifties. However, the hand holding the phone, although the surveillance video could not fully restore the opponent's skin, it could still be seen at a glance that it was fair and slender, unlike the hand of a middle-aged man.
The more Cao Fang looked, the creepier he felt.
This matter is probably not that simple.
He immediately ordered someone to track the car that drove out of the complex last night and then returned to the twelfth floor.
Fu Yan was packing some things, while Cao Fang found Huo Mingzheng on the balcony. He told Huo Mingzheng some news he had just received. Even Huo Mingzheng could hear the eerie and chilling message.
He glanced at Fu Yan who was still in the room, "Let's talk when we get back to the Jinling mansion."
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An hour later, a black Bentley pulled into the garden of Jinling Mansion, followed by several bodyguard cars, including a white Volkswagen.
That is Fu Yan's car, she will drive it to work tomorrow.
Butler Lao Luo had arranged everything in advance. He had someone clean Fu Yan's room and place a bouquet of crimson roses that Mr. Huo had personally planted. He had gone to the garden himself to pick them, selecting only the fullest and most vibrant ones.
The second floor is Huo Mingzheng's master bedroom. When he received Cao Fang's phone call, he wished he could immediately separate the two rooms and create a spare bedroom for Fu Yan to live in. That way, Mr. Huo could live next door to Miss Fu.
It's a shame that time was too short, otherwise he would have definitely been able to do it.
Just as Fu Yan and Huo Mingzheng stepped into the room, a flash of light caught Fu Yan's eye as a figure walked past from the garden entrance.
She is a woman, a beautiful woman.
She was holding a book in her hand, apparently reading it in the garden. She was dressed simply, but that created a sense of gentle and comfortable elegance.
I had seen a similar aura on Li Qin before, but this woman was distinctly different. There was a gentleness emanating from her that seemed to come from within, it wasn't feigned.
The woman looked up at Fu Yan, slightly startled. She then turned to Huo Mingzheng and greeted him, "Mr. Huo, you're back."
Both Butler Lao Shu and Cao Fang looked at each other, their hearts filled with the same regret: Oh no, how could they have forgotten about Dr. Xiaowei!
Huo Mingzheng hummed softly, his expression unchanged, but he took a step towards Fu Yan.
Luo Shu walked over and introduced with a stiff face: "Miss Fu, this is the chief physician of Mr. Huo, Dr. Xiao Ai. This weekend is Mr. Huo's treatment time, so Dr. Xiao Ai came from home early in the morning."
He should have made it clear, Dr. Xiao Ai came from home, she doesn't live here.
"Xiao doctor, this is Miss Fu."
He's the apple of our CEO's eye.
"Miss Fu," Xiao Ai smiled.
Originally, the attending physician, Huo Mingzheng's body is quite good, except for his psychological obstacles from last year.
It seems like a psychologist.
She smiled back at Xiaoyi and nodded, "That's great."
Luo Shu and Cao Fang's scalp felt numb, pretty good
What does "挺好" meand then remembered that last night Huo Mingzheng had carried her back from the study.She was barefoot."Stop!"Huo Mingzheng called out to her from behind, kicking a pair of men's slippers off his feet a...