Kevin smirked triumphantly, "Miss Li truly loves Huo Mingzheng deeply. I wonder if he feels the same way about you How about we play a little game Invite Miss Li onto the car. She's our special guest...When Huo Yuan was at his wit's end, he pressed his hand on his leg with one hand, a look of regret in his eyes. "It's basically impossible to get up."

"That's a pity," Huo Mingzheng said in a light voice, but there was no hint of regret in his tone.

Huòyuān smiled. "Does zhēng hope I stand up, or not stand up"

The servants attending around smelled an unusual scent. They had all worked in Huo's mansion for many years. Didn't the eldest and second young masters have a good relationship before

But people always change. When Huo Yuan was the heir of the Huo family, he was the head of the family and the person in charge of Huo's. But one night, an accident happened, and this position as the master was given up.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable, especially someone from a wealthy and powerful family like the Hobs.

The servants all dropped what they were doing and withdrew.

In a short while, only Huo Mingzheng and Huo Yuanshi remained in the hall, along with Cao Fang and Aji who stood behind them respectively.

Ho Mingzheng's lips curled slightly. "Brother, what you said makes sense. Of course I hope to see Brother standing up again. It's been many years since I've seen Brother walk upright."

Cao Fang frowned and held back.

When Mr. Huo said this, it sounded like he was calling Huo Yuan an animal Doesn't being unable to walk and being unable to walk upright mean the same thing

How could Huo Yuan not hear the implication He kept a straight face and said, "It seems that Azheng is still upset about me letting Yan Yan know about Ji Lin's car accident last time."

He placed the towel down, his hands clasped together, rubbing them lightly. “A-Zheng, liking someone is selfish, yet one shouldn’t be proud of it.”

"Selfish" Huo Mingzheng fiddled with his cufflinks, his eyes cold. "So back then, your elder brother took advantage of Yan'yan's fevered and confused state, leading her to say she liked you, so I would misunderstand Is that what you call selfish"

When Huo Yu'an sighed softly, "Yan Yan mistook me for you. She said she liked you, not me. You probably misheard her. How can you blame my brother now"

Huo Mingzheng's eyes flashed with a cold light. He didn't get angry but smiled instead, "So, I was wrong to misunderstand my older brother."

Aji watched Huo Mingzheng stride away, pushing Huo Yuan towards his bedroom. As they passed the stairwell, the butler came down with a tray, "Young Master, you're back."

He nodded in approval.

The steward hesitated for a few seconds, “Old Master came back from the hospital, you haven't gone to see him yet. He just asked about you.”

"Butler," Huo Yuan sighed, patting his leg. "It's not that I don't want to go upstairs and see Grandfather, it's just that it's really inconvenient right now. You tell him to take good care of himself and I'll visit him again after a while."

With a sound of "Ah, good sir," the housekeeper turned and walked towards the back kitchen.

I don't know if he overthought it.

Young Master Ming is always considerate of his grandfather and is the grandson he loves the most. On the other hand, Young Master Er often goes against what his grandfather says, making him unhappy.

Since the incident with the Old Madam, the Eldest Son has not inquired about her well-being. In contrast, the Second Son, though scolded by the Old Madam as an unfilial grandson, is soft-hearted despite his tough words. Though he doesn't speak much, he genuinely cares.

......

The black Bentley drove smoothly on the road. It was nearing midnight, and as it passed through a night market area, traffic came to a standstill ahead.

Cao Fang was just about to turn around when Huo Mingzheng, who had been silent in the back, spoke up, "Stop ahead."

Cao Fang glanced at the nearby landmark, understanding instantly, and drove the car to a dark corner.

After the last car accident, the original Bentley was still under repair. Although this car wasn't driven often, it was a limited edition model worldwide. Although the license plate number wasn't as eye-catching as the previous one, Huo Mingzheng has always been low-key. Seeing this kind of car at a night market would definitely draw a crowd.

Because it's not too late yet, the people in the alley have just started to come out.n didn't raise his head. One hand took the cigarette case and lighter from him. After a while, the sound of a lighter clicking came from the quiet stairwell.Ji Lincai slowly raised his eyes to look. F...