Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Huo Yuanshi put one hand on his leg, with a look of regret in his eyes, "It's basically impossible to stand up."

"That's such a pity." Huo Minzheng said lightly, but there was no regret in his tone.

Huo Yuanshi smiled and said, "Does A Zheng want me to stand up, or does he not want me to stand up?"

The servants waiting around smelled something unusual. They had all worked in Huo Mansion for many years. Didn't the relationship between the eldest young master and the second young master used to be very good?

But people always change. When the heir of the Huo family was Huo Yuan, he was the head of the family and the leader of the Huo family. But something happened overnight and the position of master was given up.

Anyone would be unhappy, let alone a wealthy family like the Huo family with countless wealth and power.

The servants stopped what they were doing and retreated.

After a while, only Huo Mingzheng and Huo Yuanshi were left in the hall, as well as Cao Fang and Aji, who were behind them.

The corner of Huo Minzheng's lips raised slightly, "What the eldest brother said, of course I hope that the eldest brother can stand up. It has been many years since I have seen the eldest brother walking upright."

Cao Fang frowned and held back.

Why do Mr. Huo's words sound so much like he is scolding Huo Yuan for being a beast? Are being unable to walk and being unable to walk upright the same thing?

How could Huo Yuanshi not hear the hidden meaning? His expression remained unchanged, "It seems that A Zheng is still worried about the last time I let Yan Yan know about Ji Lin's car accident."

He put down the towel, clasped his hands together and rubbed them, "A Zheng, it's selfish to like someone, but you can't be conceited."

"Selfish?" Huo Mingzheng fiddled with his cufflinks, his eyes cold and sharp, "So when my eldest brother took advantage of Yanyan's fever and confusion, he induced her to say that she liked you so that I could misunderstand. Is this what you call selfishness?"

Huo Yuanshi sighed softly, "Yan Yan mistakenly thought that I was you. She said that the person she liked was you. You heard it wrong yourself. How can you blame the elder brother now?"

Huo Minzheng's eyes were filled with cold light. Instead of being angry, he smiled, "In this case, I wrongly blamed Big Brother."

Aji watched Huo Minzheng walk away and pushed Huo Yuanshi toward his bedroom. After passing the stairs, the housekeeper came down with a tray and said, "Young master, you are back."

Huo Yuanshi nodded

The housekeeper hesitated for a few seconds, "The old lady has returned from the hospital. You haven't visited him yet. He asked about you just now."

"Butler," Huo Yuanshi patted his leg, "It's not that I don't want to go upstairs to see grandpa. It's really inconvenient. Please let him take good care of himself and I will visit him again after a while."

The housekeeper exclaimed, turned around and walked toward the kitchen.

I don’t know if he thinks too much.

It is obvious that the eldest young master always thinks of the old man and is also the grandson he cares most about. However, the second young master often disobeys the old man and makes him unhappy.

But until now after the old master's accident, the eldest young master has not asked much about the old master's situation. On the contrary, the second young master, who was scolded by the old master as "unworthy of his descendants," has a hard mouth but a soft heart. Although he doesn't say much, he really takes it to heart.

……

The black Bentley was driving smoothly on the road. It was close to midnight snack time. When passing a night market, there was a traffic jam ahead.

Just as Cao Fang was about to turn around, Huo Minzheng, who had been silent in the back row, said, "Stop in front."

Cao Fang glanced at the nearby landmarks, understood, and stopped the car in a dark corner.

In the last car accident, the original Bentley was still under repair. Although this car is not driven often, it is a global limited edition. Although the license plate number is not as eye-catching as the previous number, Huo Mingzheng has always kept a low profile. The appearance of this kind of car in the night market will definitely attract attention. Many people came to watch.

Because it's not too late yet, there are just more people in the alley.

But Cao Fang still followed Huo Mingzheng vigilantly. Although the bodyguard was not far away, if he attacked at close range, it would be too late for the bodyguard.

With the car accident caused by the last shooting, he didn't dare to take it lightly.

When we reached the end of the alley, the half-broken light box had been repaired at some point. The words "Wang Ji Porridge Shop" seemed like a guiding light at the end of the dark alley.

There were only two or three people in the porridge shop, and the proprietress was still idle. When she heard the sound of the door curtain being opened, she looked up and was stunned.

After a few seconds, she suddenly realized, "It turns out to be you, pretty boy."

She couldn't help but mutter in her heart, this time it was quite normal, she didn't bring so many people out to scare people.

"What do you want to eat?" she asked him in Mandarin.

Huo Mingzheng stood in front of a row of half-old casseroles. Not only was he out of place, but he also looked particularly weird. The veins on Cao Fang's forehead were pulsing. Mr. Huo couldn't really be eating casserole porridge here, right?

Huo Mingzheng's mind echoed what Fu Yan had told the proprietress - raw beef porridge, without coriander or green onions.

He repeated it word for word: "Raw beef porridge, no coriander, no green onions."

"What about you?" He suddenly asked Cao Fang.

Cao Fang was stunned, why did he still have a share?

He didn't eat much food from outside, but Mr. Huo ate it all, so he pointed at it casually.

"Okay, you guys sit down for a while." The landlady took the casserole and asked Huo Mingzheng to sit down.

Huo Mingzheng turned around and took a look, then walked to the second table on the left. Cao Fang quickly took out a few pieces of paper, wiped the table first, and then wiped the chair.

Huo Minzheng sat down with his back to the door.

The hot casserole was brought to the table, and Cao Fang heated Huo Mingzheng's spoon.

At this time, there were gradually more people in the store, and the originally quiet store became noisy. Cao Fang calmly took a look at the face of the man opposite.

Huo Mingzheng ate the porridge in the casserole with a calm expression.

The moment the door curtain was raised, a crisp voice floated in with the wind, "Sister Yan, how did you find this store? If you didn't bring me here, I really couldn't find it. Is it really as delicious as you said? ?”

Huo Minzheng's hand holding the spoon suddenly tightened.

Three men happened to come out of the store. Fu Yan took Xiao Xia and stood aside and waited for them to leave before going in.

A gust of cold wind blew, and she stamped her feet in the cold, "Of course it's delicious."

She walked in with Xiaoxia on her arm and subconsciously walked to the second table on the left where she usually sat, only to find two bowls of uneaten casserole on the table.

But there was no one on the seat.

You probably went to the bathroom or had something to do, walked away for a while and then came back, right?

Fu Yan had no choice but to pull Xiao Xia towards another table, just as the proprietress came out with a casserole, and when she passed her, she said, "Your brother was here just now, where is he?"

"My brother?" Fu Yan looked at her puzzled.

The landlady nodded, "Yes, it's the brother you brought last time who is not very smart."