he's staying here. With me around, he won't dare do anything to you."As soon as Qin Heng finished speaking, Huo Mingzheng's cold eyes swept over. Qin Heng gave him an expression that said, "Without me...Fu Yan was drinking rice porridge cooked for the Laba Festival. Lu Na's porridge had just the right texture, soft, glutinous and sweet.

However, Fu Yan didn't dare to eat too much; she only ate until she was seven points full.

"Have you been vomiting at night recently"

Fu Hanlin handed her a piece of pastry.

She paused, taking the pastry from him. A realization dawned on her, "Did I interrupt your rest earlier"

"No, I slept well and didn't hear anything. It was your face that gave you away."

Fu Hanlin didn't expose her back then, he just went along with her, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable.

He saw it with his own eyes and remembered it in his heart. Before leaving, he instructed Luna to cook some delicious meals for her, pay more attention to the tea she drank daily, and avoid giving her fruits that could cause heartburn.

Handle her with care, so she can relax.

Fu Yan shook her head. "These two nights have been much better, I can sleep all the way until dawn."

"Ji Lin is worried that you're suffering here." Fu Hanlin automatically translated Ji Lin's original words - Remind Fu Xiaoyan to take good care of my godson!

Fu Yanxin's heart ached. "How is he Has Huo Mingzheng caused trouble for the Ji family"

"The night you left, Huo Mingzheng went to Ji's house and almost fought with Ji Lin, but he didn't end up doing it and never caused trouble for the Ji family again."

Fu Yan heard that Huo Mingzheng almost hit Ji Lin, her heart skipped a beat. She covered her chest, her eyes getting watery, and in her mind, she could almost picture the scene.

She also didn't expect Huo Mingzheng to actually fight.

Is it worth it for her

" Huo Mingzheng has been busy with work lately, he seems to have given up on sending someone to find you." Fu Hanlin stared at Fu Yan's face.

Fu Yan lowered her eyes and ate the horseshoe pastry. It was a familiar taste, not particularly authentic though.

The most authentic ones are the ones found in traditional tea houses in Kwong Tsing, Mr. Huo Mingzheng once brought some back for her when he was on a business trip...

Fu Yan felt a lump in her throat and shoved the remaining pastries into her mouth, stopping herself from overthinking.

After finishing breakfast, Luna tidied up and came out of the kitchen. She saw Fu Hanlin and Fu Yan each occupying one corner of the sofa.

Fu Hanlin opened his laptop and placed it on his lap, processing some documents.

While Fu Yan was looking through a foreign novel, she had been learning French recently. She usually took the novels and combined them with a dictionary to read when she had nothing to do, though it was still confusing and difficult to understand.

Fù Yán looked and looked, muttering softly: "It's not that you didn't say it clearly enough, it's that I don't understand your intentions."

Fu Hanlin raised his eyes to glance at the book cover. These books were all left here during the years he spent there. He would have someone come and sunbathe them every year, and someone would also come to clean regularly every once in a while.

He put down his laptop, walked over, stood behind Fu Yan, and read the original text again.

A fluent and melodious French voice came from behind. Even though Fu Yan was not familiar with French, she found the sentence very beautiful and moving, like a love confession between lovers.

"You translated this sentence incorrectly." Fu Hanlin leaned closer, pointing at two words, and patiently explained, "These two should be switched when translating."

A man's low and pleasant voice flowed into Fu Yan's ears. "It wasn't that I didn't express myself clearly, but that you will never understand my heart."

To have my mind filled with a puddle of mud, I suddenly felt ashamed.

Fu's translation and hers are not just different subjects, the whole atmosphere is worlds apart.

She's a science major. Using Ji Lin's words to provoke her, he said that she just doesn't understand romance, a straight woman through and through.

"Okay, thank you Fu..."

"Do you understand"

Both spoke at the same time. Fu Yan turned her head, and her body suddenly stiffened.

She didn't realize how close they were, so close that her lips were almost touching Fu Hanlin's.Aji slowly pushed the wheelchair. It had stopped raining, and the butler hurried forward to take over Aji's work.