, its glass face reflecting back her pale visage.It turns out that the heart can still hurt.It wasn't the kind of heart-wrenching, lingering pain. It was more like a dull knife, cutting her unexpected...Usually, Huo Jingshu could barely stand a few words of discipline from Huo Mingzheng as an elder brother to his younger sister. Now, facing such a public and harsh reprimand, she found it unbearable.

She was utterly devastated, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

Wasn't Huo Mingzheng like this before Is he feeling down

When I'm feeling down, I vent to her!

Ke Huo Jing could only remain silent, her anger simmering within. She glanced back to Huo Laoye for help, but her own grandfather pretended not to hear her, lowering his head and sipping tea as if he dared not offend Huo Mingzheng in any way.

She glanced at Fu Jing again. His face was even worse than hers, his mind only on Fu Yan, not caring about her life or death!

Huo Jing was so angry that she stamped her foot and ran away crying.

Master Huo put down his teacup and glanced in the direction she was running. He frowned, "Ah Zheng you..."

"Don't be so accustomed to her." Huo Mingzheng's face was cold.

In his mind was Fu Yan's resolute expression before she left. He knew Fu Yan too well, even when he was supposed to be engaged to Shen Wei before, she hadn't had such a firm look in her eyes.

This time, is it really about parting ways with him

... Hmm.

Fu Jing strode out, unsure whether he was going after Huo Jing or to another place.

Ho Mingzheng turned his head and signaled to Cao Fang with his eyes.

Cao Fang understood and readily left from one side.

A glimmer of light caught Huo Mingzheng's eye as he saw the cardboard box Fu Yan brought. He casually pulled out a small stuffed animal from inside. The tag was all in English.

Made in Britain.

He put the doll back thoughtfully.

When Cao Fang found Fu Yan, she was saying goodbye to the children.

Xiao Xing was very reluctant to part with her, hugging her leg and acting cute: "Yan Yan sister, when will you come again"

"Sister will come back next week," Fu Yan touched her head and squatted down, patiently explaining, "I just tripped and my clothes got dirty. It's not hygienic at all, I have to go back and change."

Little Star had a worried expression on her round face. “Is my sister hurt”

She immediately crawled out of Fu Yan's arms, tiptoed, and grabbed onto Fu Yan's shoulders with both hands. She looked left and right, searching for any clues.

Fu Yan shook her head and held her tightly. "Sister is not hurt. Can I bring Brother Ji Lin next week Brother Ji Lin was amazing this time, he won the championship!"

If Ji Lin heard Fu Yan praise him like this, his tail would definitely be wagging with happiness.

Xiaoxing clasped her hands together, her face full of admiration. "Brother Jilin is the champion!"

The children quickly forgot the sadness of parting and joyfully celebrated with their friends at the end-of-term party.

Paying attention to their carefree faces, Fu Yan felt a pang of envy.

When she reached the front door, Cao Fang stopped her. "Miss Fu, let me see you home," he said.

A glimpse of Fu Jing walking over caught her eye. His eyes were fixed on her, a look of anxiety etched on his face.

Fu Yan glanced at Cao Fang in front of her.

Cao Fang remained composed. He had accurately anticipated Fu Jingchao's approach and timed his move perfectly. In this situation, a choice between two options, his chances of winning were higher.

As expected, Fu Yan nodded upon seeing Fu Jing and handed him the car keys.

"Fu Yan..." Fu Jing chased after her, grabbing her arm. "I'll take you to the hospital."

Fu Yan brushed away his hand, politely distancing herself. "I'm really fine," she said.

Caofang pulled open the back car door, Fu Yan bent down and got in, closing the door. Caofang turned his head and said respectfully: "Master, please rest assured, I will definitely take Miss Fu to see a doctor."

Fu Jing suddenly clenched his fists.tablet on his bedside table with his left hand. His fingers swiped across the screen. Huo Mingzheng didn't play games or browse short videos privately, so there was no need to guess that it was work-r...